When my grandmother was dying of tuberculosis in the 1940s, my mother remembers answering the door for the priest while holding a blessed candle. She led the way to the sickroom by candlelight. My grandmother also held a candle.
She remembers lighting blessed candles during storms--not because the electricity had flickered off, but for protection from harm. (We are also told to have blessed candles ready to be lit during the "Three Days of Darkness".)
Generally, these candles were blessed at Candlemas.
During the next few days I'm going to find out as much as I can about candles, blessed candles, and Candlemas. I'll update as I find it.
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