St. Leonard, Clent
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Saint Leonard’s Service for Remembrance Sunday 14 th November [For visitors from outside the UK, Remembrance Sunday is the closest Sunday to the 11th November, commemorating the conclusion of the First World War on the Eleventh Hour of the Eleventh Day of the Eleventh Month - 11/11/1918] The American equivalent is Veteran’s Day, also 11th November, which is a Federal Holiday. Welcome to our OpenCast church service - on-line. There are prayers, readings, hymns and music; just as you would have in church. As you read through this service you may care to say aloud the bold text. To hear the music and the readings, click on each title (red, underlined text) (and remember to adjust the volume on your speakers). Let us pray: Heavenly Father, whose blessed Son was revealed to destroy the works of the devil and to make us the children of God and heirs of eternal life: grant that we, having this hope, may purify ourselves even as he is pure; that when he shall appear in power and great glory we may be made like him in his eternal and glorious kingdom; where he is alive and reigns with you, in the unity of the Holy Spirit, one God, now and for ever. We are here to worship Almighty God, whose purposes are good; whose power sustains the world he has made; who loves us, though we have failed in his service; who gave Jesus Christ for the life of the world; who by his Holy Spirit leads us in his way. As we give thanks for his great works, we remember those who have lived and died in his service and in the service of others; we pray for all who suffer through war and are in need; we ask for his help and blessing that we may do his will, and that the whole world may acknowledge him as Lord and King. Amen Hymn: “All People That On Earth Do Dwell” Tune: the ‘Old 100th’ (from its place in an old hymn book) Arrangement by Ralph Vaughan Williams for the 1953 Coronation Sung at Westminster Abbey at H.M.’s 50th Coronation Anniversary We praise the Lord God, our refuge and strength, bring near the day when wars shall cease and poverty and pain shall end, that earth may know the peace of heaven through Jesus Christ our Lord. And so we Praise You. Bible Readings: Old Testament: Psalm: New Testament: Gospel: Daniel 12.1-3 95 Hebrews 10.11-14,19-25 Mark 13.1-8 A udio Audio Audio Audio Click these links to hear the readings Text Text Text Text Click these links to read the text A Reflection for this week “I love October and I hate to see it pass so quickly. My love and I ate dinner outdoors last Friday and it felt like the Last Time and as an old man I find Lasts rather painful. I rode the Amtrak into New York from Boston, with that delicious flight in Queens as the train descends toward the tunnel to Manhattan and we’re skimming the housetops like Clark Kent in pursuit of evil gangsters, and I thought, “When will I get to do this again?” and it pained me. It pains me to see the wave of puritanism in the arts, arts organizations competing to see who can write the most militant mission statements declaring their dedication to Equality and Inclusivity and Anti-Elitism, which tells me clearly that the end is near. Art is elitist because some people are better singers than almost anyone else and some plays astonish and others only fill the time, and if equality is now the goal, then where do we go to experience the extraordinary? Art then becomes ideology, and for astonishment we must wait for the next blizzard or thunderstorm. A Manhattan thunderstorm is worth waiting for, but still. We have a long haul ahead of us, people. Children dressed up as malevolent beings for Halloween: is this a good thing? I doubt it. November is a miserable month, with elections at which old people will outvote the young and timid school boards will be elected who’ll cut out any remaining art or music education and require history teachers to offer opposing points of view as to the legitimacy of the 2020 election. November ushers us into a season of colourlessness and Thanksgiving, an awkward day when people who don’t like each other any more sit down and practice politeness; a day that reminds us why “turkey” is a synonym for ‘Flop’. Anything you do to turkey is an improvement: stuff it with jellybeans, pour brandy on it and light it on fire — better yet, put some cherry bombs in it and blow it up. November is a hard month, and then comes the typhoon of commercial Christmas joy that makes the day itself such a let- down, after all the ecstatic families in Best Buy commercials you have to face your own grumpy brood. And then New Year’s Eve and the champagne doesn’t sparkle as it used to, and everyone’s older and the talk at the party is all about health insurance, and then a flood of football games, after which everyone feels concussed, then it’s January and February comes along, which is more or less like moving to Nebraska. This is why we need to enjoy what little is left of this gorgeous month. The cure for the blues, as we all know, is to get outdoors and walk around and pay attention to the world. I prefer city scenes since I flunked biology and don’t know the names of trees or birds or rock formations, but I can read signs and sense the stories of people passing by. I walk along a busy street through the surge of pedestrianism and if a bus pulls up to a bus stop as I approach, I board it, no matter where it’s going, and it feels like destiny everything I did today was perfectly timed so I’d be there when the bus stopped and this makes everything magical when I get off everything was meant to be seen by me the street preacher shouting something from First Corinthians the boys weaving around in skateboards the string quartet playing Mozart on the corner by the coffeeshop — and a dog runs barking and a flock of pigeons rises up, the whooshing of wings. And one day, unintentionally, simply because it was there, I walked up the steps into a library and a room of long tables with green study lamps and young people studying maths and writing term papers on their laptops; no chatter, no video games, all business; the children of cabdrivers and cleaning ladies and the ladies at the nail salon. It was a sacred place, the children redeeming the loving sacrifices of the saints, climbing the steep slope to be lawyers and doctors, and in that room, I felt I’d come to the very heart of the city, what it’s all about. Look no further. The future is in this room, studying. There is hope, and plenty of it. ‘Letter from America’ ~ Garrison Keillor Broadcaster, musical host and raconteur Worship Song THIS IS JESUS ‘Gas Street Music’ - featuring Jeremy Riddle Composers: Jeremy Riddle, Matt Redman, Nick Herbert, Tim Hughes Lyrics and Chord sheet Intercessions Let us pray for all who suffer as a result of conflict, and ask that God may give us peace: For the service men and women who have died in war, each one remembered by and known to God; may God give peace. God give peace. For those who love them in death as in life, offering the distress of our grief and the sadness of our loss; may God give peace. God give peace. For all members of the armed forces who are in danger this day, remembering family, friends and all who pray for their safe return; may God give peace. God give peace. For civilian women, children and men whose lives are disfigured by war or terror; may God give peace. God give peace. For peacemakers and peacekeepers, who seek to keep this world secure and free; may God give peace. God give peace. For all who bear the burden and privilege of leadership, political, diplomatic, military and religious; asking for gifts of wisdom and resolve in the search for reconciliation and peace; may God give peace. God give peace. O God of truth and justice, we hold before you those whose memory we cherish, and those whose names we will never know. Help us to lift our eyes above the torment of this broken world, and grant us the grace to pray for those who wish us harm. As we honour the past, may we put our faith in your future; for you are the source of life and hope, now and for ever. Amen. Closing Prayers O God of truth and justice, we hold before you those whose memory we cherish, and those whose names we will never know. Help us to lift our eyes above the torment of this broken world, and grant us the grace to pray for those who wish us harm. As we honour the past, may we put our faith in your future; for you are the source of life and hope, now and for ever. Amen. God grant to the living grace, to the departed rest, to the world and all its people unity, peace and concord … and to us and all God’s servants, life everlasting; and the blessing of God almighty, the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, be with me and remain with us always. Amen. Through everything I experience this coming week, with all its ups and downs and various emotions … … help me to hold fast to the joy and hope your resurrection brings. Amen. ____________________________________________ Postlude “The Last Post ceremony” at Menin Gate, Ypres, Belgium Following the Menin Gate Memorial opening in 1927, the citizens of Ypres wanted to express their gratitude towards those who had given their lives for Belgium's freedom. Hence every evening at 20:00, buglers from the Last Post Association close the road which passes under the memorial and sound the "Last Post" On the evening that Polish forces liberated Ypres in the Second World War, on 6 September 1944 the ceremony was resumed at the Menin Gate despite the fact that heavy fighting was still taking place in other parts of the town.
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