....for ALL the saints who from their labors rest.....

All Souls Day started up in the tenth century; the day one remembered close relatives, friends and loved ones who were dearly departed. The practice fell out of favor in the Reformation because abuses connected with Masses for the Dead (and the going rate for each).

After a time the Anglican church saw the true intention of the observance. The Episcopal church includes it in our calendar as an "optional observance".

November 2 is a day for the lesser-known saints, the saints we have all known by name and/or family and local reputation. They were not canonized in the technical sense, did not move from beatification to sainthood. Yet each of us can testify that miracles happened because of them: lives were changed, wounds hidden or tangible were healed, enemies were reconciled, faith in God and humankind was restored, worlds of knowledge or beauty were revealed.

Very human, with human quirks and flaws, their Godly gifts transcended their own limitations. I recall some teachers in my life as being saints, even - dare I say it - some priests! And family.... well, it is my firm belief that my great grandmother was a saint.

My own practice on All Souls Day is also to hold tenderly in prayer individuals who - without family or wealth or prestige or social standing - managed to live a Godly life following a simple Christian example. Today I remember those who lived solitary lives: single or widowed at a young age. I remember lone survivors of war and other human and natural calamities. I honor sisters and brothers I have never met - and yet love. Thank you God for their lives and witness and faithfulness. Amen and Amen.