When Time Stops!

Yesterday, at ten o’clock at night, I met, online, with brethren, with whom we had been brought together by the Orthodox Youth Movement (MJO) in Mount Lebanon, back in the eighties of the last century. Some of them are scattered in Lebanon, and some others are now in the United States and Canada. Most of the brethren remain adhered to the life of the Church. This is due to the wound of love that does not heal, the love of Jesus. We talked about different matters; about them; about their families; their businesses; about the past, and the present; about the brethren who have gone to heaven ahead of us. Then we talked a little about the continuation of the Paschal witness in us. The idea of the meeting was, like it, a gift. We did not intend to recall what we used to do in the past, but to call the running time to stop for one or two hours. Is it possible to repeat this meeting? Last night, we proved that the meeting is stronger than the running of the time!