From the Dean’s Desk… REMEMBRANCE SUNDAY

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“Indeed they cannot die anymore, because they are like angels and are children of God, being children of the resurrection. And the fact that the dead are raised Moses himself showed, in the story about the bush, where he speaks of the Lord as the God of Abraham, the God of Isaac, and the God of Jacob. Now he is God not of the dead, but of the living; for to him all of them are alive.”  (Luke 20:36-38)

FOR THE FALLEN:  Robert Lawrence Binyon

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.

DULCE ET DECORUM EST:  Wilfred Owen

Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots
But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots
Of tired, outstripped Five-Nines that dropped behind.
Gas! Gas! Quick, boys! – An ecstasy of fumbling,
Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time;
But someone still was yelling out and stumbling,
And flound’ring like a man in fire or lime . . .
Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light,
As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.
In all my dreams, before my helpless sight,
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.
If in some smothering dreams you too could pace
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,
His hanging face, like a devil’s sick of sin;
If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,
Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud
Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,
My friend, you would not tell with such high zest
To children ardent for some desperate glory,
The old Lie; Dulce et Decorum est
Pro patria mori
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NOTE:  “The full saying [is from a poem by Horace]: Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori – ‘It is sweet and right to die for your country.’  In other words, it is a wonderful and great honour to fight and die for your country.”

“I am more and more a Christian. . . Suffer dishonour and disgrace, but never resort to arms. Be bullied, be outraged, be killed: but do not kill.”  (Letter to his mother, May 1917)

Wilfred Owen was killed in combat, 4 November 1918:

“There were now no crucial military objectives, yet the crossing of the seventy feet wide Sambre and Oise Canal, just south of the tiny village of Ors was treated as such. The Germans held the east bank, and were well defended with machine guns. At 5.45 on the morning of 4th November, under a hail of machine gun fire, the Royal Engineers attempted to construct an instant bridge out of wire-linked floats so that Owen’s brigade and 15th and 16th Lancashire Fusiliers could cross and destroy or capture the enemy. Group after group of soldiers went forward and were killed or wounded. Wilfred Owen, standing at the water’s edge, was encouraging his men when he was hit and killed.

“Seven days later the war was over. Church bells rang throughout the country. As they were ringing in Shrewsbury, Susan and Tom Owen received the telegram announcing their son’s death.”

THE REGIMENTAL BAND OF THE ROYAL WINNIPEG RIFLES

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Since their founding in 1883, The Royal Winnipeg Rifles have been connected to the Cathedral Church of St. John the Evangelist.  We welcome the band and other members of the Regiment with family on this Remembrance Sunday as we remember all those who have fallen for Canada, and all those who served, for our freedom and the freedom of others.  Everyone is welcome also to join the Regiment outside in the Church following the service, for Parade and for the Rededication of the Royal Winnipeg Rifles Memorial after its recent rebuilding.  Following that everyone is invited downstairs to the John West Hall for a time of refreshment and fellowship.

We give thanks for all who have served, and even given their lives for our amazing country, but, as Christians, we celebrate the Great Thanksgiving (Eucharist) for God’s supreme sacrifice in the death of Jesus Christ and find our hope for peace in a just and peaceful world and a healed creation in the resurrection of Our Lord.

Thanks be to God!