Writing with the light beams on life's pages... I am alive... raised from the death by the Holy One...
Friday, August 06, 2010
A Warm Night!
A Warm Lebanese Night
In memory of the holy glow of our Lord Jesus on mount Hermoun, the believers in our village used to lighten candles on their balconies. My mother put a candle for each of us, saying, "Lord, give me a long life so I can lighten a hundred candle." It is perhaps the only night that we used to hope the off power cuts of electricity, because we feel the warmth in our hearts... And I asked God to respond to the seeker, whoever and whatever the demand is... This phenomenon is unfortunately seen rarely these days, because many people left the village or abandoned the faith...
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