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Thinking of my Dad and the Trisagion: Love is Stronger than Death.

My family was Catholic, Episcopalian, Lutheran, Pentecostal, and Orthodox (sort of).

We would never miss Jesus on a technicality.

When my Dad was an old man, he lived with us.

‘And when they sang the Trisagion with lilting Orthodoxy voices:

“Holy God,”

Holy Mighty

Holy Immortal,”

Great big tears rolled down his cheeks and he would cross himself in the Orthodox way.

(I am not sure why, maybe it was dyslexia or Orthodoxy).

And one time, he leaned over and whispered in my ear.

“This is the real thing. This is the real shit of salvation.

This is about the Almighty.”

My Dad was a penitent,

And I never loved God or my Dad more than in that moment.

If there is a God, how could he not love such a person?

I hope that you enjoy your times together. Dad and God,.

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Thoughtful + Beautiful.

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Thanks Tom

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