The fire at Notre Dame Cathedral is indeed devastating, and Frank has chosen worship for his theme this week.
I am not particularly religious, but believe in something greater than all of us.
I love to sing the traditional hymns to the traditional music of my childhood, some of which I don’t need to see the written words as I know them by heart.
I don’t know exactly when it started, probably in Milan when I was in Europe on a business trip, but I now light a candle for my parents, FIL, and friends that have departed this world for the next.
It’s a personal thing, respect for the dead, and if they can see me from the afterlife, to know we are thinking of them.
I don’t think you have to go to church to pray, and have never forgotten the sense of peace I felt in the early hours one morning as I sat at my electronic piano with the headphones on playing hymns. I felt as though someone was there beside me, bringing me comfort and strength to do what I knew had to be done.