Holding Hands

Last night I spent time in the company with my confirmation buddies Annabelle and Sarah, along with our sponsor and dear friend Janet, and our guiding priest, Father Simon.

Amongst many things, we reflected on the time spent as the three of us held hands in the front row, awaiting confirmation, and after confirmation. So many times (but not too many times) the ways we found ourselves describing our confirmation night continually flowed through the themes of surpassing difficulties, of feeling more welcome, more at ‘home’, warmer inside, glowing. We remembered those last words of the Bishop:

God has delivered us
from the dominion of darkness
and has given us a place with the saints in light.

You have recieved the light of Christ;
walk in this light all the days of your life.
Shine as a light in the world
to the glory of God the Father.

Go in the light and peace of Christ.
Thanks be to God.

And we walked down to the back of the church with our candles, smiling, grinning, laughing, glowing with warmth. Walking in the Light together. And we held hands, that physical touch between the three of us, and the spiritual touch between the slightly further away (in physical feet) Father Simon and Janet, and all our other supporters and friends, and the spiritual touch from those who may seem far away sometimes, the angels above us (whether we speak of Gabriel, Michael, Raphael, or in fact Thomas, little Jonny, Brian, Maria, those who have passed on), and of course, our Father, our Brother, our soaring Spirit, our Warmth – all these lie within our hearts. We are indeed holding hands with God and with one another.

There are different kinds of holds, that are spiritual, and both spiritual and physical together… all important in so many various, soul-speaking ways. There are so many different kinds of love, of bonds, of deepness… but let us today remember the importance of holding hands. Of taking one another’s hand, of feeling the energy flow from one to another, through two or through a circle of people, through every inch of our being… let us remember the importance of touch, when words are no longer necessary.

Let us smile. Let us hold hands.

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