Each Day and Night, I pour libations to the Gods, Spirits, Heroes, Deified Mortals, Ancestors and the Blessed Dead at my outside altar. While it's a set practice for me, sometimes the prayers can slightly differ based on my current circumstances or how I may address the Gods and other Beings. The ending to my prayer, before the closing of khaire, was, Gods please accept my apology for all of my offenses, and bless my temple, home, family, me and all the people of the world. After the last word, the Sky lit up with a flash of lightning above me, opening my eyes back up.
The space in which it happened meant that the flash interrupted the closing word of the prayer. The Gods closed the prayer themselves and sealed the rite. My devotion was accepted, the past that I was referring to was put behind me forever, my prayer answered. It was a sign I really needed at that time. In ancient Greek religion, this would very likely not be viewed as random because of the precise timing, but that the Gods responded positively. I think the Gods also loved the fact that my prayer was selfless. While I asked for blessings upon myself, I also included more than myself, such as my family, temple, home and all the people of the world.
There is no feeling like the Presence of the Gods and the peace it always brings.
In the Goodness of the Gods,
I'll see you at the next Herm down the road,
Chris Aldridge.
