Remembering My Dad on All Souls’ Day | Grief, Hope, and the Eucharist

On All Souls’ Day, the Church prays for the faithful departed, remembering with love those who have gone before us. For me, this day is deeply personal — it is a chance to honor the soul of my father, Michael, who passed away at age 55 when I was just 17.

The words from Wisdom 3:1–9 bring peace:

The souls of the just are in the hand of God,

    and no torment shall touch them.

They seemed, in the view of the foolish, to be dead;

    and their passing away was thought an affliction

    and their going forth from us, utter destruction.

But they are in peace.

For if before men, indeed, they be punished,

    yet is their hope full of immortality;

chastised a little, they shall be greatly blessed,

    because God tried them

    and found them worthy of himself.

As gold in the furnace, he proved them,

    and as sacrificial offerings he took them to himself.

In the time of their visitation they shall shine,

    and shall dart about as sparks through stubble;

they shall judge nations and rule over peoples,

    and the Lord shall be their King forever.

Those who trust in him shall understand truth,

    and the faithful shall abide with him in love:

because grace and mercy are with his holy ones,

    and his care is with his elect. (Wisdom 3:1-9)

Grieving and Finding Consolation

Losing my dad was the most devastating and unexpected grief of my life. I remember going to confession soon after his death, angry with God for taking him. Years later, during a retreat in college, a priest told me that every time Communion is consecrated, I can offer it for my father’s soul. That truth transformed my grief into prayer.

The Eucharist and the Communion of Saints

The Gospel reminds us: “I will not reject anyone who comes to me.” Jesus did not reject me in my anger or grief; instead, He consoled me and drew me deeper into His love.

At Mass tonight, I sang the Gloria with fervor, imagining my father singing with the communion of saints. During “Healed in Christ” by Sara Hart, the lyrics touched my heart:

“Blessed be our God healing us in Christ, making all that once was broken whole.”

Through the Eucharist, God has made me whole again, filling the space grief once occupied.

A Prayer of Hope

Today, I pray:

“Father, thank You for shining on me with Your light. May that same radiant light shine on the soul of my earthly father as he serves You in Heaven. Dad, I love you, and I pray to be united with you again in eternal joy.”

On All Souls’ Day, I am reminded that love never ends — it is carried into eternity, where we will sing forever with God, the saints, and the angels.

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I’m Amy

After learning about a saint who played tennis and hung out with her friends at coffee shops, I realized you don’t have to be a martyr or a nun to get to Heaven! Through this blog, I share that awesome truth. When I’m not writing, you can find me coding, frequenting Adoration, ice skating, or finding another corgi on Instagram to obsess over.