Each Candle A Story
It caught me off-guard this morning. I introduced All-Saints and invited anyone who wished to bring a lit votive candle to the altar around the other larger pillar candles while we sang "For All the Saints". People came, and came, and came; old and young, as families and alone. And with so many I knew their particular story of loss, separation, hope and anticipation. The stories began to overwhelm me as I tried to sing and had to stop. Then I wafted back in time to other churches and other friends, other deaths and other funerals. A lot of stories, a lot of friends, a lot of hope. Thanks be to God!