The next morning at Liturgy, we celebrated Sts. Joseph the Betrothed, David the King, and James, the brother of the Lord. Trapeza afterwards featured kholodetz with horseradish, plus the ever-popular string cheese. Commenting on the events of the last four days, Father Zachary remarked, “That’s a lot of church when you’re only ten years old.” Other voices immediately chimed in, “or 26,” “or 37,” “or 65!”
Cleanup interspersed with spontaneous Christmas caroling left us tired, joyful, and grateful: grateful for the Feast and the unspeakable gift of Christ’s Incarnation, grateful for the services of the Church, grateful for the presence of our priest, and grateful for each other.
Having now celebrated the Circumcision of Christ and given greetings to St. Basil’s church in St. Louis, we sing the Forefeast of the Theophany of Christ. Step by gentle step, the hymnography of the Church teaches us and leads us from feast to feast. From the Missouri-Kansas border, we send festal greetings across the plains and up and down the great rivers to the sister parishes of our diocese.
A participant