For starters, Graham was singing a solo that evening. The second verse of "We Three Kings." Graham's first choir solo was back when he was in junior choir at Christ Church. Any guesses what it was? Second verse of "We Three Kings." As Graham explained, when he was asked which verse he wanted to sing this time around, he picked the second one, it wasn't random. It seemed like nice bookends...
"We Three Kings" also happens to be one of Adelaide's favorite songs. Not just at Christmas-time, but all year. There's something about it that she just loves.
So the girls and I were going to go the service. My intention was to be there with the girls for as long as we could make it but that once Graham's solo was over and if they were at all itching to go, we'd just leave. It was a smaller service, people gathered in chairs brought up around the altar, most of it by candlelight. Our church has a lot of young families, and for good reason - the kids feel loved and are welcomed at every turn. But this is one of those services where I knew there would be few families in attendance. We wouldn't distract.
We heard Graham sing. It was wonderful. Proud smiles on both girls faces.
Then the priest walked around with holy water and sprinkled those gathered symbolizing our baptism. A few extra spritzes seemed to come our direction. From atrium (our church's Sunday School program, the girls immediately understood the significance). And then the candles were lit. The girls were mesmerized. Taken by the light. And I have to admit, I was, too. The readings, the music, the light. I felt a sense of calm and peace that I haven't felt in months. Much more than just a calendar item.
I'm so thankful to a friend of ours who loves to take pictures (and as you can see is quite good at it!) who had her camera on hand that evening to document the service for the church.
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