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Sunday, January 23, 2011

Ding dong

We live very close to the Russian Orthodox Church. We've certainly lived near many other churches of many other denominations, but none of those have wormed their way into my heart like the Russian church. We can see the onion domes from Graham's room, and they are pretty spectacular. However, what moves me are the bells.

They start with a series of single bongs a few seconds apart. As soon as the first bong rings, I stop what I'm doing because I know what is coming. After the series of single bongs, the bells play the most beautiful song. It lasts for a couple of minutes and then I go back to what I'm doing. Usually the bells ring only once a day, but this weekend is Epiphany, and that means more bells.

It is obvious that the bells are recorded, but even so, the music is beautiful and joyous and I feel lucky to hear them whenever they play. You couldn't miss them if you tried, because they are L O U D but even when I'm doing something quiet, that first bong reminds me to count my blessings, for these bells are indeed a blessing.


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