A dream that describes me

I woke up today sweating a bit thanks to the heater still on and multiple blankets with my wife way too early before my alarm clock, then I realized what dream I had. It was like, I can retell without mincing words nor telling a lie:

Me and my wife went into a "haunted house" and saw some really scary ghosts, the one you see mostly on Halloween Day television stories, or experiences by people suffering mostly from PTSD. My wife was scared, but I told her to pray instead while not closing our eyes. So, before I told her to say Our Lord's Prayer, I told the ghosts to "have peace", "we will pray for you and don't worry your loved ones, God is with us all!" and simultaneously, me and my wife mentioned Lord's Prayer(Orthodox Christian) repeatedly while making sure the ghosts will finally have peace, knowing that we gave them a heartwarming sendoff. They vanished, and suddenly I woke up this morning while not panicking.

That dream just told my way of life: pray for the living and the dead's repose, as well as making sure my wife will have emotional power, as strong as I do.

I had never seen any ghosts, nor believe it, even before I became an Orthodox Christian, although my parents, two older sisters and other extended family members have their experience seeing one, even if they remain strong Roman Catholics, or it was ingrained on their culture, that has a strong belief in ghosts.

It just mean one thing: prayer is the best weapon for emotional strength.

Celebrating Lazardan

This was my first time celebrating Vidovdan or specifically, Lazardan or the Feast day of Sveti Knez Lazar/Saint Prince Lazar, the Great martyr of Serbia that protected Kosovo till the very end against the Ottoman empire. It wasn't an earthly defeat but it was God's victory.

It wasn't easy though because of time constraints and it fell on a Tuesday but to commemorate his martyrdom and holiness, I bought a bread and a candle, have it blessed to the priest the night before. I have to wake up very early to say the prayers for Lazardan/Vidovdan and the desk. I placed the bread, wine, candle, Sv. Knez Lazar's ikone in the desk and start immediately.

The prayers I mentioned were:

"In the name of the Father and of the son and of the holy spirit. AMIN".

"Oče Naš"

"Christ among us! He is and he shall be."

"I raise this glass and drink the Holy Slava!"

"To Saint Prince Lazar"

"Let Slava save us all, and let us celebrate it as we have done it so far!"

"Whoever drinks wine on this Slava-day, may God help him!"

"O Lord and the Holy Slava, my patron saint Sveti Knez Lazar, you can help me, so help me!"

I was filming myself but forgot to cross the ikone with the incense, even if it was running. But the important thing is that I commemorated how my patron saint sacrificed his life for God's heavenly kingdom than an earthly one. May the next celebration of Krsna Slava, I will have friend here or my own family.

Srećan Slava!