All Souls day, as my Episcopalian friends tell me, is celebrated today. The souls of those who have died are remembered. Being a lifelong Presbyterian I used to be wary of praying for the deceased – it seemed somehow to be akin to ancestor worship. As the years have gone by I have been less concerned about what others might think of me. Thus I allow my thoughts and feelings full rein. It is a huge comfort to be able to pray for loved ones who have passed on.
Throughout my life I have felt a strong attachment to my Scots granny; she was just like a gran should be, always ready to give me attention and always supportive. (Even though she lived 400 miles away from me.) I try to be like her for my own grandies, and I try to use some of her wise old sayings and keep them alive for future generations. It is sad that Presbies have been denied the comfort of All Souls……. so I institute it herein for my Gran Thomson. (She would probably have been horrified, then she would remember it is me praying for her and she would be ok!)