It was a very beautiful liturgy this morning.
The choir director sang with such strenght, such depth....
I was praying that this Lent he does not fall ill again, as often happens...
There was one person in the congregation who was not in the choir,
and that was me. ... usually there are a few others or more, but
today it was myself, the choir director, our lovely Matushka and our priest,
in the Altar...
I am often amazed at the beauty of churches when light is steaming in,
and I am amazed that I live in a city that is a bigger small city and
yet so few know of the church in ratio to the city's size and
have any idea of how beautiful it is.
So I pretty much knew I was done with PT in December for various reasons.
Today I went there and made sure everything was paid up....
I ate at the diner next to it, and had a fast-free Friday Eggs Benedict.
They gave me two of them so I took the second one home
and baked it in the toaster oven.
I think it tasted better the second time around,
in the quiet of my own home
and with beautiful dishes....
As I was talking to my Mom, I was putting away laundry.
I love various colours of scarves and bandanas
and it was not until today that it suddenly dawned on me that
I can fold the bandanas in smaller squares so I can see them
and have them organized more by colour.
Funny how all of a sudden something 'clicks' and a better solution is found.
Well, the unbloggable has gotten harder again.
It's wearing on us and I can see it more.
There's not a lot I can do about this situation
other than pray about it and seek God in it.
I find that when I am weary or worried, I want beauty even more.
And order...everything clean, tidy, put away, orderly. Having nice tea,
pretty dishes, washing dishes, organizing things,
help me keep myself afloat when other things are hard.
I am grateful that we made it through January without getting sick.
I am trying to keep hydrated, take my vitamins, rest when needed....
Next week is going to be a less social week,
which is good; I need a bit of time to do other things
but at the same time, still get out.
I managed a walk everyday this week.
I know there is so much sadness in the world, but yet
there is also light, there is someone somewhere
getting married or baptising a godchild or learning
that they do not have cancer or some other joy.
There is both in this world.
I listened to this a few times lately,
it's a beautiful haunting melody.