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I looked into my eyes
Staring through the mirror
All I could see was
Yet a sliver ray
Peeping through the dense tress
Of my thoughts
Like the ray of sunshine
Making its way to my heart
Filling mere brightness
The petty shade of mustard
Turning into apricot
And eventually scarlet,
Leading to nightfall
And I remain
There, staring into my eyes
Looking through the mirror.
Celebrated in the 150th Psalm
Ilad your church been organized three thousand years ago, and had they been as thoughtful of King David’s wants as they were of ours, it would have been celebrated in the 150th Psalm. And when he called upon us to praise God “ upon the loud cymbals ” and upon “ the high-sounding cymbals,” he would have added, with an emphasis, “and also upon the six-stop cabinet organ of Mason & Hamlin, furnished by the munificence of Dr. Adams’s church in New York.”
The church is now finished, the bell hung, and the organ in position, and yesterday the whole was dedicated with ap-propriate services to God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Ghost. In the morning the Pev. Dr. Hamlin preached in Armenian. lie was assisted in the services by Pastor Simon, of Pera, who you will rejoice to hear is again with us, and like one of us, as in former happy times. Wo hope the Lord “ will again turn our captivity as the streams of the south.” Indeed, it really seems as if He had already begun to do so, and all this, we are quite willing to believe, is owing to the increase in your prayers for us; for as a general thing, as I wrote you before, the more a church increases in her contributions the more does she increase in the frequency, fervency, and efficaciousness of her prayers. And this improved state of things first began to appear just about the time your collection was made to furnish us with the organ and the bell.
Preached in Turkish
In the afternoon of yesterday I preached in Turkish, and observed several Jews and also Turks in the congregation. The house was densely crowded both parts of the day, and as one, in describing the aspect of the assembly, remarked, every face seemed radiant with joy. One native sister said that when she heard the sweet music and still sweeter words she could hardly contain herself, but she felt that she must absolutely break out into an exceedingly loud and not bitter, but joyful cry.
Another aged member of the church said she felt like saying, with the aged Simeon, “ Lord, now lettest thou thy servant depart in peace.” It only remains that we pray earnestly that the place may be filled with the glory of God, and that the Lord may “count, when He writ- eth up the people, that this and that man were born there.” We do not forget your former contribution to this mission of a communion service, and for the former and the latter rain, the upper and the nether springs, we thank you. In the name of our whole mission, I thank you. In the name of this poor and very feeble church, I thank you. In the name, the precious name, of Christ, we thank you. May all that pass by your beautiful heritage be constrained to lift up their hands and say, “ The blessing of the Lord be upon you. We bless you in the name of the Lord.”
“ The churches of Asia salute you.”
Your very affectionate brother in Christ,
a St John's Day celebration in Lithuania, Vilkaviškis| Joninių šventė Vilkaviškyje 2021
I remember feeling very melancholic that day. Made some flower crowns with my grandma, a beautiful tradition in Lithuania on St John’s Day. Me and my sister cycled to the lake where the celebration was supposed to happen. We sat there for a few hours listening to live concerts performed by the towns folklore group. A truly unique experience, nothing gets me more in touch with the culture of my country, than this particular day at the end of June. Later on it started raining. I stood there watching fire dancers perform while the rain was penetrating through all of my clothes. I remember thunder and lightning that day. Got home late and wet though my sadness was not forgotten i felt somehow blissful or just peaceful. Can’t even put it into words. I love this celebration. I can not even imagine what is it going to be like the next year. After my grandma passed away i feel like I’m loosing touch with my culture and the history and even the nature. I just hope that I’ll never forget her and these kind of days and the emotions they brought.