risen

our Easter was joyful and full. i awoke early with archer, 5:50 am. i had planned on overnight cinnamon rolls but never got to it the night before. but dangit i was just set on homemade cinnamon rolls! they are my very favorite food group. eggs and toast just did not seem special enough for the most wonderful day of the year.

so…. with our black coffee we indulged in:::

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archer even had a teeny pinch of my roll. then, after a bath for archer, we put on our sunday best for mass. what a joyful mass it was! my voice threatened to crack [whether from jubilation or awe i’m unsure] as we sang “Christ the Lord is risen today, Hallelujah!” our little bean was a trooper through the whole [almost] 2 hour service. he certainly entertained the folks seated around us. then we feasted with the rest of the parish! there were even “spirits” in the o.j. // so festive!

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the sun was just right as we left church, this bench begged for a photo op. lots of photos…

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we came home and cooked those cinnamon buns right off… the menu for our Paschal feast: garlic rosemary fennel [local] lamb sausages, sage and thyme sweet potatoes with [natural] bacon, fresh ambrosia fruit salad, broccoli kale feta quiche, hot cross buns, deviled eggs, brie, gouda, bread, what am i forgetting???? it was quite delicious and so much fun! friends, coworkers, family all gathered to celebrate with us. we had a late night, but it was well worth it!table3

He is risen indeed! from Psalm 66, the psalm for this evening:::

Praise our God, all peoples,
let the sound of his praise be heard;
he has preserved our lives
and kept our feet from slipping.
10 For you, God, tested us;
you refined us like silver.
11 You brought us into prison
and laid burdens on our backs.
12 You let people ride over our heads;
we went through fire and water,
but you brought us to a place of abundance.

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on sunday

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a nap like this just did not happen yesterday

Hebrews 4:9-10 So then, there remains a Sabbath rest for the people of God, for whoever has entered God’s rest has also rested from his works as God did from his.

we went to solemn mass instead of low mass, braving the longer service. the men & boys choir is remarkable, but they don’t sing during low mass. i crave the music. the ancient melodies are so moving, much more so than most contemporary christian ballads. the strong notes of the organ seem to penetrate the deepest parts of me. especially during lent the more contemplative and traditional setting seems so appropriate… my friend offered to take archer down with her girls during the homily and following prayers. during this time i nudged robert and whispered, “this is so nice!” i am glad to say i left inspired and revived.

after the service there were coffee hour handshakes and how do you dos. then it’s the guessing game of “will archer nap today?” and of course he slept for the fifteen minute ride in the car. i think at least two teeth are rearing their heads, so little man is a bit more ornery than usual.

we decided to make greek salads and walked to the local lebanese [greek?] pita shop to buy feta and kalamata olives. mmmmm. i whipped out some dressing, and boy did that hit the spot. not quite a st. patrick’s day meal…  we drank guinness extra stouts on the side to be festive.

it was during our lunch time that archer kept arching his back [true to his name] trying to climb out of his high chair. terrifying to say the least. i said, “sit on your bum!” and tried a strong, “no!” and he cried alligator tears. robert put him in his crib for a little “time out” but does he understand yet? it wasn’t until after robert went to work at 3:30 and about an hour of reading books, playing, lots of holding and whining that i threw in the towel. i let archer lay in the big bed with me for a fitful nap of about 30 minutes.

and then later, after archer’s surrender to bedtime, i bundled up on the back porch and closed my eyes hearing not the rush of traffic but of a river. or maybe a waterfall. could it be the ocean waves? i lifted my gaze to a clear sky above this little village. the moon, the constellations, and the bare branches against the deep blue–they wrapped around me. this is where i found my sabbath rest. the night held me still as fir needles shimmered in the street lamp. my mind relaxed and recalled that life flows from God.

happy

april 2012 will always be remembered as a very happy time for us. and joyful. and ecstatic. and full. and so much more.

happy birth day for archer

happy birth day to me

happy easter

happy every day

so we’re a little behind, but i wanted to share some photos from easter day! archer was just 4 days old and we took him to our friends’ easter dinner. this was our first outing as a family.

see leah hiding in the back? she and adam (front left) have been amazing friends for us throughout pregnancy and these first weeks of archer’s life. this easter dinner was no exception. on a day when visiting another new church didn’t seem like the best plan for our 4 day old we were able to celebrate with the church in a different traditional way.