The contrast between a Hebridean beach and the Emirates cricket ground in Old Trafford could hardly be more stark. A lone piper plays laments as the flag-draped coffin of a 14 year-old girl is carried across the beach en route to its final resting place.
Today a family laid to rest their beautiful daughter, one of 22 people killed in Manchester. Today their reaonsable hopes and dreams for her were buried in the rich earth of the place where she had played a child.
There are no words to speak in the face of such tragedy. There is nothing that can begin to touch the pain the sorrow of those who knew and loved Eilidh MacLeod.
Eilidh is one person, and in some small way symbolises the countless people who, world-wide, are innocent victims of terror attacks. She is one of "the least of these" of whom Jesus speaks - and the way we treat them, the things we do or fail to do for them, are done to him.
Rest peacefully, Eilidh. I never knew you, you are, to me, just a name, just a photograph on a television screen. To your family, and to all who knew and loved you, you are more precious than gold, more beautiful than diamonds, and leave an unfillable gap in their lives. May God hold you - and all vitims of terror and violence - safely in the arms of love.
Eternal rest grant unto her, oh Lord,
And let perpetual light shine upon her
May she rest in peace