Our church, First Presbyterian Church of Lake Charles, does communion on the first Sunday of every month. Eric took communion today for the first time since January. I don't know how meaningful this was to Eric, but to Pastor Fred and me, it was incredibly poignant. Just to be able to take Eric to church, I'm so emotional. Just talking to people at church about how well he's doing, I get choked up. Music in church has always affected me emotionally, but lately even moreso. I've got so much to praise God for.
Eric has a unique way of holding his hands during prayers. Instead of folding them or pressing his palms together, or doing nothing at all with his hands, he holds them open and together, forming a cup facing heavenward. Then at the end of the prayer, he tips his hands toward himself, as if he's saying, "Fill me with more of You, Lord. I want to drink you in." I'm not sure where he picked this up or when he started doing it, whether before or after his illness, but it is special.