Scatter ashes on the Mountain – Memorial Service – Grisons – Prättigau – The grain of wheat must die, otherwise it will remain alone!
Would you like to scatter ashes of the deceased on the mountain at the funeral? Funeral speaker Abbot Reding from the Honora Zen Monastery organizes the funeral service in a respectful, dignified and sensitive manner.
Dear Father Reding,
I would like to take this opportunity to express my heartfelt thanks for the dignified farewell ceremony of my little sister. On this emotional day, I felt very close to my sister.
May you be blessed for what you do.
B.R. (85)
Prayer - Scatter Ashes on the Mountain
The grain of wheat must die, otherwise it will remain alone, one lives from the other, no one can be for himself. mystery of faith; in death is life. So the Lord gave his life, gave himself like bread. Whoever takes this bread proclaims his death. mystery of faith; in death is life. Whoever celebrates this mystery should be like bread himself; so he allows himself to be consumed by all human distress. mystery of faith; in death is life. The Lord chose us as bread for many people, we live for each other and only love counts. mystery of faith; in death is life.
The spring wind runs through bare avenues, strange things are in its breeze. He has rocked where there was crying and nestled in torn hair. Shakes down acacia blossoms and cools the limbs that glowed with breathing. Touched lips in laughter, felt through the soft and awake corridors. It slipped through the flute as a sobbing scream, it flew past the dawning blush. He flew in silence through whispering rooms, snuffing out glimmers in the tilting of traffic lights. The spring wind runs through bare avenues, strange things are in its breeze. His wind drives pale shadows through the smooth, bare avenues. And the scent he brought from where he came since last night.