Holy Saturday/Easter Sunday

Church was in the AM, and we all went and had John take communion. He slept through the whole service just about. That evening, Fr. had asked me to carry the Resurrection banner that my mom and dad had bought for the church. Holy Saturday night/Easter Sunday morning is an awesome service, and Fr. made it really special. Just before midnight, all the lights are turned off in the church. Only one light exists – a single candle in the altar the priest is holding, symbolizes the risen Lord. Just before the priest goes out to the congregation, Fr. Stavros read his sermon. It was about what he thought heaven was like. He made a reference to my dad again, recalling a dream my dad was in. It made me so hopeful and so sad at the same time.

I stayed in the altar that whole night, sitting in the chair my Dad sat in about 4 months prior.