Heartfelt Return to Roots
Today touched me deeply, and I want to share why. Let’s start at the beginning.
In New Jersey, I was a regular at church, the hymns etched in my memory. But life’s trials tested my faith. The tragic loss of my girlfriend’s 11-year-old daughter in a car accident shook me profoundly. Then, in 2019, my dad passed away—a devastating blow. As a beloved deacon, he drew over 300 people to his funeral, many traveling across the country to honor him. I had stepped away from church when I moved to Oregon, where the nearest one was a 2.5-hour drive. His funeral was my first time back in years, and I returned to Oregon with little thought of returning to services.
A month ago, I moved to Florida and discovered an Armenian church just 35 minutes away. No matter how far you wander, your roots always call you back.
This morning, I attended services, and the emotions caught me off guard. My eyes welled up, not quite tears but close, stirred by a connection I hadn’t expected. Today was no ordinary Sunday—it was the Feast of the Exaltation of the Holy Cross, a major Armenian celebration. The altar was adorned with basil, symbolizing renewal and royalty, as we honor the cross and bless the four corners of the world. My dad’s name, Hacik, means “cross” in Armenian. My sister’s name, Rehan, is the word for basil. These ties felt like a quiet embrace from my past. (Curious about the basil blessing? A quick Google search on “Armenian Feast of the Exaltation basil” will reveal its rich meaning.) I’ve shared a short video snippet, with a longer version on YouTube for those interested.
I tried filming the church’s serene interior before the service, but the video didn’t save—a small regret for a moment that felt sacred.
I’ve decided to return to church regularly. Faith isn’t one-size-fits-all—some find it in a building, others in quiet moments of gratitude. Wherever you stand, pausing to say “thank you” can lift your spirit in ways that linger.
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