{"id":74516,"date":"2019-05-27T06:30:39","date_gmt":"2019-05-27T12:30:39","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/admin.patheos.com\/blogs\/danpeterson\/?p=74516"},"modified":"2019-05-27T06:30:39","modified_gmt":"2019-05-27T12:30:39","slug":"real-life-right-now-is-parting","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.patheos.com\/blogs\/danpeterson\/2019\/05\/real-life-right-now-is-parting.html","title":{"rendered":"Real life, right now, is parting"},"content":{"rendered":"<!DOCTYPE html PUBLIC \"-\/\/W3C\/\/DTD HTML 4.0 Transitional\/\/EN\" \"http:\/\/www.w3.org\/TR\/REC-html40\/loose.dtd\">\n<html><head><meta http-equiv=\"content-type\" content=\"text\/html; charset=utf-8\"><meta http-equiv=\"content-type\" content=\"text\/html; charset=utf-8\"><\/head><body><p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_74519\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-74519\" style=\"width: 509px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"https:\/\/wp-media.patheos.com\/blogs\/sites\/186\/2019\/05\/Albert_Memorial_HDR.jpg\" class=\" decorated-link\" target=\"_blank\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-74519\" src=\"https:\/\/wp-media.patheos.com\/blogs\/sites\/186\/2019\/05\/Albert_Memorial_HDR.jpg\" alt=\"Across the street from Royal Albert Hall\" width=\"509\" height=\"768\"><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-74519\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">On our way to Heathrow, we passed by the Albert Memorial in Kensington Gardens, an expression of Queen Victoria\u2019s inconsolable, decades-long grief for her consort, Prince Albert. Not even the greatest monarchs escape such partings.<br>(Wikimedia Commons public domain image)<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I am, I suppose, in a melancholy mood. \u00a0\u201cAll real life is meeting,\u201d said the great Jewish philosopher Martin Buber. \u00a0\u201cAlles wirkliche Leben ist Begegnung.\u201d \u00a0(Another way of rendering the German would be \u201cAll actual life is encounter.\u201d)<\/p>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>This is true, I guess. \u00a0And we can hope that, in the end, it\u2019s <em>ultimately<\/em> and <em>supremely<\/em> true.<\/p>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>In the meanwhile, though, and pending that glorious day, real life is also <em>parting<\/em>.<\/p>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>My wife and I said a goodbye just a short while ago. \u00a0This wasn\u2019t precisely the trip to England that we had planned, or would have planned. \u00a0But we loved it. \u00a0And, along the way, I became well acquainted with <a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/channel\/UCAOtE1V7Ots4DjM8JLlrYgg\" class=\" decorated-link\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"nofollow\">\u201cPeppa Pig.\u201d<\/a><\/p>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>But now we move on. \u00a0Real life is parting. \u00a0And, astonishingly for a person with deep Scandinavian roots, I\u2019m feeling quite teary-eyed.<\/p>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Which put me in the mood for the poem \u201cFor the Fallen,\u201d written about Great Britain\u2019s dead in the First World War by Laurence Binyon (1869-1943):<\/p>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<div class=\"c-feature-bd\">\n<div class=\"o-poem  isActive\" data-view=\"PoemView\">\n<div><span style=\"color: #993300;\">With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children,\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"color: #993300;\">England mourns for her dead across the sea.\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"color: #993300;\">Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit,\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"color: #993300;\">Fallen in the cause of the free.<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"color: #993300;\">\u2028<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"color: #993300;\">Solemn the drums thrill; Death august and royal\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"color: #993300;\">Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres,\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"color: #993300;\">There is music in the midst of desolation\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"color: #993300;\">And a glory that shines upon our tears.<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"color: #993300;\">\u2028<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"color: #993300;\">They went with songs to the battle, they were young,\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"color: #993300;\">Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"color: #993300;\">They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted;\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"color: #993300;\">They fell with their faces to the foe.<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"color: #993300;\">\u2028<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"color: #993300;\">They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"color: #993300;\">Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"color: #993300;\">At the going down of the sun and in the morning\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"color: #993300;\">We will remember them.<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"color: #993300;\">\u2028<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"color: #993300;\">They mingle not with their laughing comrades again;\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"color: #993300;\">They sit no more at familiar tables of home;\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"color: #993300;\">They have no lot in our labour of the day-time;\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"color: #993300;\">They sleep beyond England\u2019s foam.<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"color: #993300;\">\u2028<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"color: #993300;\">But where our desires are and our hopes profound,\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"color: #993300;\">Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight,\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"color: #993300;\">To the innermost heart of their own land they are known\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"color: #993300;\">As the stars are known to the Night;<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"color: #993300;\">\u2028<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"color: #993300;\">As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust,\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"color: #993300;\">Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain;\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"color: #993300;\">As the stars that are starry in the time of our darkness,\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"color: #993300;\">To the end, to the end, they remain.<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>This poem is beloved in the British Isles. \u00a0It\u2019s often read at memorial services and commonly appears, especially its fourth stanza, on war memorial sculptures and plaques.<\/p>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Sadly, when Laurence Binyon died in 1943, yet another generation of the youth of the United Kingdom were immersed in bloody conflict.<\/p>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The off-shore geographical location of the British Isles didn\u2019t, in the end, prevent them from being caught up in the two European-generated World Wars. \u00a0Nearly 900,000 British people perished in the First World War, according to one source that I consulted (the numbers vary considerably); something like 450,000 died in the Second.<\/p>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s impossible to calculate the loss, in beneficial medical breakthroughs, in scientific discoveries, in acts of service and kindness, in fathers and mothers, the pain to parents and siblings and spouses and children.<\/p>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Real life is parting. \u00a0Someday, though, it will be gloriously different.<\/p>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\">Posted from London, England<\/p>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<\/body><\/html>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u00a0 \u00a0 I am, I suppose, in a melancholy mood. \u00a0\u201cAll real life is meeting,\u201d said the great Jewish philosopher Martin Buber. \u00a0\u201cAlles wirkliche Leben ist Begegnung.\u201d \u00a0(Another way of rendering the German would be \u201cAll actual life is encounter.\u201d) \u00a0 This is true, I guess. \u00a0And we can hope that, in the end, it\u2019s [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1019,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-74516","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"yoast_head":"<!-- This site is optimized with the Yoast SEO plugin v21.1 - https:\/\/yoast.com\/wordpress\/plugins\/seo\/ -->\n<title>Real life, right now, is parting<\/title>\n<meta name=\"description\" content=\"&nbsp; 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