Tuesday, March 03, 2009

Ivan Cameron’s funeral

Grief fills the room up of my absent child,
Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me,
Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words,
Remembers me of all his gracious parts,
Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form.

Shakespeare lost a young son - his only son - Hamnet, at the age of 11. Scholars have long thought that these heart-rending words spoken by Constance in King John were quilled with tears streaming down a grieving father’s face.

God lost a son too.

And the agony must have been unbearable.

Cranmer shall be remembering the Cameron family today as they commit the body of their ‘beautiful boy’ to the ground, and his spirit to God. Ivan no longer has need of his earthly body: he is, as Mr Cameron says, ‘in a better place’. Cranmer prays that their faith shall be a source of great strength as they now face a very different life; one that has been much enriched through being blessed by such a special child.

Here is the message they have sent to their friends, colleagues and those who have expressed their condolences:

Sam and I have been overwhelmed by all the letters, cards, emails and flowers we have received about Ivan. Sending an e-mail this week just gives us both a chance to say a big "thank you". It means a lot to know that others are thinking of us and him.

We always knew Ivan wouldn't live forever, but we didn't expect to lose him so young and so suddenly. He leaves a hole in our life so big that words can't describe it. Bed time, bath time, meal time - nothing will feel the same again.

We console ourselves knowing that he won't suffer anymore, that his end was quick, and that he is in a better place. But we all just miss him so desperately.

When we were first told the extent of Ivan's disability I thought that we would suffer having to care for him but at least he would benefit from our care. Now as I look back I see that it was all the other way round. It was only him that ever really suffered and it was us - Sam, me, Nancy and Elwen - who gained more than I ever believed possible from having and loving such a wonderfully special and beautiful boy.


Anonymous mckenzie said...

Doom fills up my heart. It is in the Hands of God. All of it.

3 March 2009 at 08:20  
Anonymous Stonewall said...

1 Peter Ch.2:9...."Ye should show forth the praises of Him who has called you out of darkness into His marvellous light"....

Thus rest in peace young Ivan and know, no life is lived in vain.

God bless David, Samantha, Nancy and Arthur.

3 March 2009 at 09:32  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

So often our society seems to deny death, but recently with the stories of Ivan Cameron and Jade Goody, we have had the reality of death and dying thrust in our faces.

And we need it. Because our Peter Pan culture is dying for denial of its mortality.

The only thing that can save us is the wholesale return of all of us to God through Christ. And what better time of year to do that.

3 March 2009 at 10:13  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Blessed are those that mourn, for they shall be comforted.

3 March 2009 at 12:46  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

God dam, it SO hard. We need to slam this truck into reverse and head back to the cross roads.

3 March 2009 at 13:21  
Blogger The Gentleman Loser said...

How very touching. I am reminded of the words of John Paul II spoken at Southwark Cathedral:

"8. Today I make an urgent plea to this nation. Do not neglect your sick and elderly. Do not turn away from the handicapped and the dying. Do not push them to the margins of society. For, if you do, you will fail to understand that they represent an important truth. The sick, the elderly, the handicapped and the dying teach us that weakness is a creative part of human living, and that suffering can be embraced with no loss of dignity. Without the presence of these people in your midst you might be tempted to think of health, strength and power as the only important values to be pursued in life. But the wisdom of Christ and the power of Christ are to be seen in the weakness of those who share his sufferings.

Let us keep the sick and the handicapped at the centre of our lives. Let us treasure them and recognize with gratitude the debt we owe them. We begin by imagining that we are giving to them; we end by realizing that they have enriched us.

May God bless and comfort all who suffer. And may Jesus Christ, the Saviour of the world and healer of the sick, make his light shine through human weakness as a beacon for us and for all mankind. Amen."

4 March 2009 at 17:55  
Blogger ZZMike said...

I can neither add nor detract from what has been said about young Ivan. But I wonder about

"God lost a son too.
And the agony must have been unbearable."

To begin a perhaps lengthy theological digression, I don't think the first sentence is true. Jesus died for our sins, then went on to sit at the Right Hand.

If there were any agony on God's part, it must have been there throughout time, for the knowledge that it had to happen.

4 March 2009 at 22:54  

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