Día de Muertos


Amazed With Mystery

dofdead-chicken-copyToday is Día de Muertos, Day of the Dead, preceded by all Hallowed Eve and All Saints Day. I am not much one for Halloween but love All Saints and Day of the Dead. It is a day for remembering in a “good way” all those who have passed. I love the Mexican celebration. It is a reminder that all things will pass away, including civilizations. In a hundred years it will be all new people to quote Anne Lamott and rightfully so. This earth needs renewal.

I lost a chicken today. I went out to the barn to let them out and found one of the black and white Wyandotte (Tilly) dead on the floor. We cremated her this afternoon; burnt tobacco, sage, and cedar to send her on her way.

Today I will reflect on all who I know have passed including all of my beloved dogs…

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About Jonathan Caswell

Poet, author, servant of God the Heavenly father and the Lord Jesus Christ...working out his salvation with fear and trembling. - Not trusting in his own deeds, but depending totally upon the finished sacrificial work of Jesus Christ to be, by God's reckoning, a new creature, clothed in Christ's righteousness...which mortal humankind can never attain by their own weak efforts, apart from faith in Christ's work on our behalf. - College-educated, yet wise enough to see that what a man does will not be his ultimate identity nor affect how God sees him or her. - Called by God to do a very difficult thing...apart from God's grace, mercy and strength...to love the sinner (which we all--by nature--are) but hate the sin, which is only paid through Christ, God's Son, - My own God-given gift is that of being a Poet..showing that in all parts of life...God has a loving part in it...as hard as that is to always understand or perceive...given life's realities! Come join me on my journey of discovery?.

2 thoughts on “Día de Muertos

  1. John Monyjok Maluth

    It’s something laughable in my part of the world, to remember your dead dogs. But as for me, I do love ’em. People may cry and not eat food or drink water for days, if their favorite bull is dead. They don’t use those bulls as economic tools, rather they use them as friends. When the people sing, their bulls do the same…South Sudan.

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