Last Thursday was a huge holiday here in Eastern/Central Europe called “All Saints.” Hundreds of people flock to the cemeteries to pray for their ancestors who are buried there. They pray that God will let them into heaven. There are thousands of candles all around the cemetery that are lit in honor of those they know that have passed on. Obviously the theology here is all out of sorts and I wasn’t going in support of the tradition, but more as a witness as to what other twisted tradition the church can find itself locked into. Seeing all the candles going up the hill and in the entrance way was a fascinating site, but more than anything else, I felt really saddened that this is what these people really believe.