I totally love All Saints Day. It could be because it’s the theme of one of the greatest hymns of all times . It could also be connected to my personal obsession with the dead after sitting with many people on the cusp of eternity as they breathed their last breath.
I love the name of Nadia Bolz-Weber’s congregation which is perhaps the perfect church name.
I love remembering friends and strangers who have died since last All Saints’ Day. Their names and faces come to me often in this season.
I love reading well written eulogies. Mona Simpson did her brother proud.
I love the way The Washington Post subtitles their obits. From Monday’s paper, we could read about William Randolph Sengal – Alexandria Pastor and Virginia Conn – Writer and Editor. One of my all time favorites was: Marie Raabe – Munchkin Wife. The obit went on to explain that “Marie was survived by her husband Meinhardt Raabe – best known as the coroner in the Wizard of Oz who declared that the Wicked Witch of the East ‘was not merely dead but was really most sincerely dead.‘ ”
I love remembering the saints.

