Sunday, January 27, 2013

The painted ponies

I went to a Quaker memorial service on Saturday. It was new for me. I've been to many Friends' worship meetings, but this was the first time I had been to one like this, something close to a funeral. The woman passed away near the end of last year. She was very much a larger than life personality, with all that implies, so her passing came as a shock.

Her association with the Quakers was a recent thing, through book swaps. This particular house wasn't one I'd been to before. They were very hospitable, though.

Part of the service was a sing-along of this song. Also on the Joni front one of her friends (small f) sang "Carey" beautifully. Funny what you keep learning about people.

2 comments:

susan said...

I'm sorry to hear you lost someone who was a friend (small f). That's always hard whether you were close or not.

It's interesting that you've been involved with Quakers. If I was going to belong to any Christian organization it would be them.

I love that song and always did.

Ben said...

Thank you. I do know that you understand. It's a strange experience.

Yeah, I learned of the Quaker presence around here a few years ago, around the start of Iraq, actually. They're a church I admire. Whether I have the discipline to be actively religious is a whole other question.

It is a lovely song, yes.