Today we celebrated the Feast of the Ascension at Little Ascension (the church’s feast day) and, unbeknownst to us, Bishop Ignaty, one of the vicar bishops of the patriarch, served. After liturgy there was a cross procession around the church:
I think it’s quite interesting, and something that I generally welcome, that several times deviations from “the norm” here in Russia have particularly been at hierarchal services; for instance, the bishop came out with the chalice before communion and had everyone repeat together the pre-communion prayer which is usually only read by the priest. I’m not saying, however, that the priests read it poorly (most I’ve heard read it with feeling) but reading it together makes me feel that those present are really united and part of a community.
And later that day we went for a walk by the canal near our house:
After Tryphon’s baptism on May 2 we had a small gathering at our apartment to celebrate. Tryphon’s godfather, Thomas, a wonderful cook, prepared a sumptuous meal for all present.
I received some more photos of the baptism itself, so I added them to the album.
As Victory Day this year was on a Saturday, the following Monday was a holiday so we decided to go to the estate of Arkhangelskoye which is about a 40 minute bus ride from our apartment. Here’s a little taste:
You can see the rest of my pictures here.
On April 19/May 2 (the feast days of St. Matrona of Moscow and, what we only realized on the morning of the baptism, St. Tryphon, Patriarch of Constantinople) our little Tryphon was baptized into the One Holy Catholic and Apostolic Church at The Church of the Ascension, that is, “Little” Ascension, in Moscow.
This is just an overview, so you can see the full photo report here.
Even though Tryphon had been having the “cry my head off for no reason” fits about every day for the past week, Pascha evening we decided to try our luck and attend the traditional American Paschal celebration at the Hulbert’s. Tryphon sensed that is was his duty to behave for all those present and was a very good little boy. He even played well with the other kids:
He took a little nap before the big trip:
On Tryphon’s first Pascha we went to the local church to have our kulich, pascha cheese, and eggs blessed:
As you can see a lot of other people had the same idea. Since it’s the only church for miles they went in droves and arrived in hordes.
Tryphon thought he would rather sleep.
Some other random shots from Tryphon’s third week of livin’.
At a mere 14 days old Tryphon has learned how to forage for food: