Yesterday our neighbours were putting up bunting. I’ve no idea how a socially distanced street party works – but we’re giving it a go.
There are very few folk who can remember the outpouring of joy and relief that marked 8th May 1945. For so many those emotions were shadowed with grief and loss: war had, as war does, destroyed lives, hopes and dreams.
With the perspective of 75 years the war was won and peace was forged with a sense of togetherness and shared purpose. Indeed, one could argue that the peace was ‘won’. Think about the beginnings of the NHS, education reforms, the Marshall Plan (the European rescue project), the foundation of the United Nations (which, incidentally, first met at Westminster Central Hall – the home of Methodism) and the coming together of bitter foes that was pivotal to the formation of the EEC, which grew into the European Union.
Lord of us all,
On this day of national commemoration
help us to celebrate not only the quieting of guns
and the defeat of an evil regime
but, also, those who ‘made’ the peace.
May we be minded in these troubled days
to look forwards and outwards as peace makers;
that we may shape the future
for the sake of all ‘our’ children and grandchildren.
“Blessed are the peacemakers, for they will be called the children of God.” (Matthew 5:9)