All Things St. George Medal.

I just can't believe that we've had another Sunday School Graduation under our collective belts. It's been three years since we started this version of St. Anthony's Sunday School. The children have all grown so much.

Father George had a special treat for them. He had prayer ropes from Mt. Athos, which is the center of Eastern Orthodox monasticism. Mt. Athos is the oldest surviving monastic community in the world and it dates back over one thousand years to the Byzantine times. So this was, indeed, something special. The children were thrilled with the tiny bracelets which fit their little wrists perfectly.

Father also had a special treat for the Riggsby family. For the last year and a half (some things take longer than they should), Alex has been working on his Cub Scout religious medal program. If you are ever bored, click on the link here scroll up and you'll see that hundreds of religions are represented. I find it comforting that we can keep "God" in scouting. Some things truly do not need to change. As in the Cub Scout promise- "I promise to do my best to do my duty to God and my country, to help other people and obey the law of the pack."

But enough of my tangent, the bottom line is that he finally finished it! And yesterday, he was awarded the St. George Medal, which he can now proudly wear on his uniform.

And I, the proud mommy, got to partake in the tradition of pinning it on him. Can't you tell the motherly pride just bursting forth?? It's only because it was a longer journey than we expected.

And oh yes, he makes this face all the time. He thinks it's fierce and funny. Little does he know I plan a montage of these faces on a slideshow in the future. Ah, the embarassing opportunities up ahead. This Mom gig is turning out to have some fun moments after all.

Some things are worth the struggle. As you go about your Monday, keep that thought in mind.


Marfa said...

We are not Russian, but my parents were converts to the Russian Orthodox church and that's where we now go...and our parish here is St. George!

G Zaharoff said...

I stumbled upon your blog doing some research on St George, the face of your son made me do a double-take and then I read your plan of doing a montage...I laughed. You have a blessed life.