The Easter Fire is prepared on Holy Souls Mountain. The Sun is just now going down. The skies are clear. There’s not even a slight breeze. All is in expectation of the King of kings, the Lord of lords, the Prince of the Most Profound Peace to rise up in His resurrected Body after having reprimanded the damned angels in hell. I’m fully expecting earthquakes, storms, thunder, lightning, hail, tumultuous winds. But wait! That was when He went down to hell. Now that He’s about to rise… what?… I’m expecting… well, just great, great joy… Time to vest up for the Vigil of all vigils, the Most Solemn, Joyous Liturgy of the year!