I didn't get to spend Easter Sunday in Moscow exactly as I anticipated. But it was still a wonderful holiday and a great weekend.
On Saturday, we finally made it into the Kremlin--something we've been trying to do for over a month now. Only the churches were open in anticipation of the Easter celebration, perhaps the biggest occasion in the Russian Orthodox Church, but the sunshine was so bright and warm, we didn't really want to be inside anyway. Instead, we stretched out along the steps of one of the cathedrals and just soaked it up.
On Easter Sunday, we made several attempts to get into various churches but were unsuccessful. So we spent some time in prayer and then went outside to enjoy the Day of the Resurrection in the park. I wish it had been more reverent (I really wish we'd gotten to a church) and more in remembrance of the reason for the day. But it was by no means a waste of a day. Miles and I had an extensive conversation on Christianity--it's always great for me to hear his perspective, especially since it's so different from mine. And being outside in the park with the bells ringing in celebration reminded me how blessed I am--in every way. And even if I didn't get to go to church, I took a moment to say thanks--I am so incredibly grateful.
Христос воскрес!
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