Today I was at the memorial service for Peggy Moore, the wonderful lay sponsor I had for my ordination. She had been a hospital matron, and then renounced further promotion and became a district nurse. Hers was a deep and somewhat quirky spirituality which was as natural as breathing. It brought her through some very real suffering.
One of the readings was from Winnie the Pooh, one of her favourite books. We all giggled at it, and it was an apt reminder of Peggy’s sense of humour. She had laid down exactly what she wanted in the service, so I wondered what made her choose this particular passage. The thought came to me – and it may well be reading more into it than she intended – that it is a beautiful example of God (the bee) becoming known and delighted in:
‘Winnie the Pooh sat down at the foot of the tree, put his head between his paws and began to think. First of all he said to himself, “That buzzing noise means something. You don’t get a buzzing noise like that, just buzzing and buzzing, without its meaning something. If there’s a buzzing noise, somebody’s making a buzzing noise, and the only reason for making a buzzing noise that I know of is that you are a bee.” The he thought for another long time and said: “And the only reason for being a bee that I know of is making honey.” Then he got up, and said, “And the only reason for making honey is so as I can eat it.” So he began to climb the tree.’