There was a wonderful chapel today. It goes back a bit. There were hymns, liturgy and water... We sang some golden oldies from my Catholic days. It has been a long time since I have been in a liturgical experience of worship. Today was different.
The service focussed on water and it's symbolism in the Word of God. It was exciting! They poured water on our hands and reminded us to reflect on the day we were baptized. We went away and took time for reflection.
It was at DPC and S was there. The days were dark, dismal and we both could relate to each other. He just came out of a very heavy and scary time in his life. I was in the dumps as well. It was time for us to get baptized. He felt alot better after it was done. I remember that sedated, euphoric look in his eyes. He was a lot slower.
The BC (Before Christ) friends came to watch. I'm glad they were there.
B was there as well. She came up to us and said that watching us get baptized made their whole trip worthwhile. God I miss her.
Later I met another friend. She happened to have pictures of the baptism. My hair looked like hell. It was in a time when the walk was in the valley of the shadow of death. It was scary and lonely and all you can think of is when will it all be over.
Sitting back and reflecting, the same word keeps popping up. Hope!
"But the needy will not always be forgotten, nor the hope of the afflicted ever perish." (Psalm 9:18)
The trials will all be over.
"For He Himself has said, “I will never leave you nor forsake you.” (Hebrews 13:5)
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