Nightmares

I dreamed Fr. Christodoulos was telling me my baptism/chrismation was not valid, because it had not been public enough. I protested that it had indeed been public, but he said a few invited guests and a few people from the parish who had come of their own accord did not make it public enough.

I was devastated. It meant I could no longer receive Holy Communion or have Confession. Worse still, I had never legitimately received those Mysteries at all. The dilemma was either to accept his pronouncement or to decide my beloved Fr. Christodoulos was some sort of fanatic, a nut case.

The next night I dreamed Demetrios was trying to decide whether he could any longer be Orthodox. After all, he said, “When it comes right down to it, can you actually prove there is a god?”

“No,” I said, “I cannot prove there is ‘a god’. But I can take you to Holy Apostles Church in Leyland where, unless your heart is completely closed, you will run headlong into the Holy Spirit, Who will make you aware of the living Presence there of Jesus Christ, and Christ will make known to you His Father, the God.”