Forgive

I cannot walk. Yesterday was the Forgiveness Vespers service, and BOY was there a lot of forgiving. For those that don’t know, Forgiveness Vespers is where everyone, starting with the priests, goes around asking everyone to forgive them and forgiving everyone in turn. Before it started we even called a few of our family and friends (well, the ones we could get a hold of) to ask for their forgiveness over the phone. It’s a way to start off the cleansing of Lent with a humble attitude, knowing that to be forgiven is and should be the first and foremost of priorities.

But the service was just for parishioners. It was especially moving to see 80 year old Archbiship Dimitri ask forgiveness from even the smallest of children. What an amazing display of humbleness! To hear such a great man who literally spends his LIFE working for the church apologize to us all for the little time that he spends on himself instead of giving all 100% away to others was unforgettable. Makes my manicures look pretty selfish!

Anyways, the service takes a while, especially at St. Seraphim. Last year, at St. Barnabas there were at least a 100 people, and we bowed and apologized to each one. At St. Seraphim, there were around 200, and we didn’t just bow- we prostrated. Yes, we full on got down to touch our foreheads to the ground and prostrated before each person. And then we had to give the kiss of peace to each and every one. Anyone who knows my issues with boundaries and personal space knows that kissing people three times in a row on the cheek is NOT my cup of tea.

But both Jesse and I made it through. After around an hour of this, we were finished. Granted, we were covered in the sweat and kisses of 200+ people, but we made it. Afterwards, we went out to eat with Heather, Josh, Jenny, Christopher, Photius, Carissa and their children at a fun place called Cuba Libre in the Center of Dallas. It was a great “Mardi Gras” moment for all.

It wasn’t until this morning that we realized we can no longer walk without immense pain. It’s like our thighs and backs have ceased to work.

One thing’s for sure. I’ll never feel awkward about Lenten prostrations ever again. Practicing over 200 times in a row sure gets any self-consciousness out of one’s system!

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  • http://www.shelbymanor.wordpress.com nyx

    so i am confused. it sounds like you just started Lent recently; but, Easter is just about here. so either it is a lot shorter of a fast than I seem to remember from watching last year; or, i am missing something. *slightly confused* =)

  • http://coneheads@blogspot.com The Mrs. CoNe

    Our Easter is different from the Western one every once in a while. This year ours is at the end of April. SO yeah, we just started Lent:)

  • http://www.shelbymanor.wordpress.com nyx

    hmm…. so what are you going to do about Easter this year? nothing and wait till your easter? Do you both at least get spring break about the same time? do you celebrate Good Friday at a different time too? Will you be able to get it off of work? sorry for all the questions–just curious. =)

  • http://www.magnoliamountain.wordpress.com testostercone

    For us there is even a pre-Lenten season to help us prepare. All of the Sundays of Great Lent are special, beginning with the Sunday of Orthodoxy, then each one celebrates a special Saint or theme to help us work on repenting…thus preparing us for Holy Week. Our Holy Week (which is technically right after Lent) is when we participate in the last week of Christ’s life, including Great and Holy Friday.

    But as for Western Easter, we acknowledged it by wishing friends and family happy Easter… while we celebrated the Sunday of St. Gregory of Palamas.

    It’s really unfortunate that this year our Easters were so far apart, especially since I will be in school for Holy Week this year, and have to miss several of the services.