It was Ian Airey's funeral. His son Daniel is part of our church's youth group and youth band.
Today, at Mt Albert Baptist Church,
We had to stop our ESOL class early.
There was a funeral.
For a 40 something man.
I saw family and friends coming.
There were some very old people.
Almost double the age of the deceased.
Then I went to the church office.
I was invited to a celebration.
Our pastor turned 60.
There was one thin symbolic candle.
Arthur said he had another cake with 60 candles.
2 kids helped him snuff the candles out.
Snuff out,
Who would use such a word.
This person's life was snuffed out.
I am invited to the opening of the Sands Office.
The invite is black.
How appropriate,
Black is the colour of death.
Tomorrow is the night for Sands parents.
They are the bereavement club,
They have pledged to pay for the rental of the office.
This song came to me,
A time for everything,
A time to be born,
A time to die. Its Ok to cry
http://youtu.be/bIBu2p8FR3o
The Byrd's song, Turn Turn Turn, from Ecclesiastes 3:1-14.
http://youtu.be/pyVTBqtoEYM
There Is A Season - ABAC Concert Choir
To ev'rything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time for ev'ry purpose under heaven
A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep
To ev'rything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time for ev'ry purpose under heaven
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