The person 'doing' the 'service' then did a sort of committal but instead of the perhaps more familiar 'earth, ashes and dust ' that goes along with a Christian funeral we got the deceased 'being consigned to eternity' and lots of talk about them 'moving on' - and this raised the question in the back of my head (just next to the, 'Is it time to eat' section I reckon by the way my stomach rumbled): 'Moving on to where, with whom - why and how?'
After all, if you're a humanist then surely there's no divine being and no one to go anywhere with!
Yes indeedy, I was experiencing syncretic atheism at its very best (should that be 'worst'?) as somehow some 'god being' had crept in to the proceedings and whilst untheological thinking should have been being peddled it was obvious that there was an emerging theology , complete with an emerging god (or someone who could lead the deceased to somewhere by some hitherto unspecified and uncarpeted (or desired) being!
But which god could it be? After all, there are so many on offer and up until then I assume that, being a humanist service, none of those on offer were desired, invited or engaged with!
Then, as is to offer me some clue the service drew to a close wth the person conducting the thing offering 'an opportunity to take some comfort and draw on words, and thinking, that have provided solace to so many for so very long!'
Then the music started playing and I nearly dropped (metaphorically speaking) me chips!
Amazing Grace - full version complete with '... the Lord has given good to me ...'
Like a veggie meal ending with a burger!