The night church experience on 31st of October was my breifest ever! I came for the last 1/2 an hour, and normally this means the Last Supper. We sat around the alter - candles lit and the cross on alters center. The pictures of Jesus and holy angels around us. Well, i sat there and listend to the vicars words. She was tall and robed!
I listend and came to think of all thoughts of things of a religious nature. And would God, ever allow this world to live in peace. Are we as humans matured enough to handle this, just peace: Cause much of our collective behaviour seems bent towards disruptions, fires and inner turmoils spilling out into the outside world. Well, i also came to think of Benny and my granddad. They seem at peace, at least in the flow of the moment i had there by alter. I had lit a candle for both at them by the churches entrance. I did so to remember them, and their personalities and love. The vicar went on about blood of my blood, flesh of my flesh and then she invited those who wanted/needed to participate in this sacred a ritual. I was the only one standing by my stool! The others had gone up, they kneeled and they ate of the "bread", they drank of the cup and came back. We sang a psalm - and then for me the highlight. All the prayers of the evening which had been gathered in a basket, they were as the vicar said now ready for us to pray. This meant that she would read them aloud! I closed my eyes, as to feel the voice behind these prayers, as much as the prayer itself. Let me repeat - to feel! Not a mental excersise, but something felt in the heart, and it worked. I was touched and moved, and wow this was. In a way a realm of itself opened itself within me. A deeper and more
colourful one, and one with love & one were love is found, more angelical than ever. Like an
ocean and less of a pond, where you dip your toes and wiggle them. An ocean of love, well of course this realm closed again and slowly "the reality of this world" started to crave my attention again. Even working itself towards me. Somehow i have always felt as if prayers are in a real of their own, and how the voices behind really shine through and touch upon this realm: one of love.. unconditionally 2!
Steeping out into the night, i felt rekindled. I do not mind the reality of this world, or the "rules" the world goes by, as long as i am aware there is an entire different one and behind it all. Such love, such depth - such serenity.
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