"Hilary always found it impossible to look at a candle flame and remain gloomy. The shape of it, like tapering hands held palm to palm in faithful prayer, the wavering yet hopeful fight against the darkness, its tiny loving glow of warmth. It was no wonder that Mother church, all down the ages, has had such a passion for lighting candles."
I remember going into one of the side chapels in a European cathedral and finding a stand holding many tea light candles. Not being Catholic, I hesitated to light any, but I overcame my reluctance and lit one for each of our five children saying a prayer for each child as their individual candle was lit. It was a reverent, touching moment for me, and I'm so glad I didn't listen to my fearful self.
In these long winter nights, I light candles throughout the house; ones that smell like the winter. Balsam, Pumpkin Spice, and Apple Vanilla. I do look forward to Spring coming but will miss the coziness of winter after all.
3 comments:
Yay! I love it that you lit a candle for each of your children, Debbie!
I like the cozy days, too. I look forward to Easter of course, but I don't mind the snuggle of my shawl and the flannel sheets on the bed!
I shall read some more EG this summer. I need quiet in order to lose myself in her story telling.
I love lighting candles, especially in fall and winter. Now I'm going to go light some and sit down and read a little.
I love the coziness of candles but only light them in the room I'm in; there have been too many times of wandering off and forgetting them which is Not Good At All!
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