A Prayer for the Dead

There has been an exceptional number of fires in Portugal this year, and it is truly dreadful that many people have perished in what is probably one of the most horrendous of ways to die. It is perhaps even more so, when in the company of those you love and care about, as you would surely know, that for all the will in the world, that events taking place, were completely out of your control.

Over the years, I have read about, and seen televised catastrophes and they have deeply saddened me, and in some cases, brought me to the point of tears and total frustration.

I fell in love with a country, and that country was Portugal. My love came about because of what I had read of the people, the way people were prepared to work hard for a living often devoid of anything that could be considered a luxury or even, a basic necessity in many cases, and still remain content to a very great extent.

I fell in love with the greenery and winding often narrow roads along with. the countless square kilometres of trees. There must be hundreds of millions of trees providing the most spectacular, breathtaking views of any part of Europe. And then, to top it, there is the fabulous climate and perhaps, that could be considered the cherry on the cake. Or is it?

The seemingly beautiful cloud formation is like the vulture’s message of death where in the cloud’s wake, there is destruction and possible death.

Death Cloud

My views of Portugal have not changed, and I should hope they never do, but this beautiful description is very toxic.

I came to Portugal seeing the beauty alone. Before I came, I noted some potential negatives. But I never considered that they would affect me. I am here now, and it is a country I have adopted within my heart, so I feel the pain when I read the death tolls, and see others suffering. I become very emotional when I see a Portuguese lady saying she has nothing left now and especially so, when she had little to begin with and what she had, was from past generations and of great sentimental value.

I have developed new friends and acquaintances and hear their land is burnt or the house is gone. And the simple words of someone on Facebook saying, “we have nothing to loose because it is all gone”. Such a simple statement and so very matter of fact. It is a statement so easy to read and accept because the written words have not shown the pain, anxiety and so many other emotions.  I feel very much for all these people as I write this and so end with the Lords Prayer following yet more deaths yesterday. I ask that you say the prayer.

Our Father, who art in heaven,
hallowed be thy Name,
thy kingdom come,
thy will be done,
on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread.
And forgive us our trespasses,
as we forgive those
who trespass against us.

And lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from evil.

For thine is the kingdom,
and the power, and the glory,
for ever and ever. Amen.

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