I went to Church. A wonderful, very well-attended memorial service for a dear-friend-of-a-dear-friend.
I have only once been to a Lutheran Church before. A few observations:
* I went with K, another Bahai. She noticed she was the only black person.
* The eulogies were beautiful.
* I liked the hymns. I didn't know the words, except the one about Amazing Grace.
* According to the pastor, children who aren't baptized won't be fairing so well in the next world. (I'm pretty sure I was the only person there not baptized.)
* It was a modern building right off the freeway. There was a beautiful white dove hanging from the ceiling.
* I don't understand how communion works.
* I'm so, so, so thankful my parents are healthy.
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Yes, we are lucky to be healthy.
I don't realise it enough.
And none of your cousins has been baptised. It doesn't matter. We try to live as good as we can. That's what matters.
I know you do!
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auntie
lieve tante! yes, you are right. it was strange to be in a place where people said something different. heel veel liefs van je nichtje xxx
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