He Is Risen

from Ben

The wackiness continued last night. We went to church again. This time Kyri went in her pajamas. I was really excited to be there and I ran around and made Mom a little cranky. But by the time I had to sit, I was feeling really tired. Kyri was crying and Mom had to take her in the back and bounce her to sleep. Then she slept in her carseat.

I curled up with my blanket and tried to sleep. But some people got dunked in a tank full of water outside and we had to go watch it. Then after awhile Fr. Joe said "Christ is Risen." And everyone shouted: "He is Risen Indeed." And then they rang their bells. Lots of bells. And singing. And I was thinking, "Couldn't we save this for the morning?"

Dad put me in pajamas before we left for home. And then in the car on the way home Mom asked if I wanted a chocolate cookie to celebrate. I never get chocolate cookies, especially in the middle of the night. That's the last thing I remember. But I woke up in my bed this morning.

Editor's Note: We had service from 9:45-midnight. It was supposed to be 9-11 but the baptismal tank (cattle trough) sprung a leak. So they had to move it outside on the portico.We were exhausted, but our Orthodox friends had service until something like 3am. So midnight is good.