Bells Are Ringing
By Lynn Betsanes
My daughter was recently in a play called ‘Bells Are Ringing’ which I enjoyed very much, but the bells I enjoy most are the church bells at St. Luke. I am not quite sure why I am so fond of them but my heart is full whenever I hear them. My dream to complete our set with a giant blagovest bell gets stronger every time I visit somewhere that has one.
On our recent mission trip to Guatemala, the sound of the blagovest bell at the orphanage was so incredibly beautiful. I considered stuffing the bell into my suitcase but as you can imagine it slightly exceeded the weight limit for my luggage. I was very blessed in that I got to ring their bells during the services and teach the girls how to do more than they had previously been doing. They had a great set up so one person can ring multiple bells with the largest two having pedals to manipulate them. Father Andrew and I would like to rig up our large bell and hopefully someday an even bigger one with pedals for ringing.
I recall Bishop Job saying we had come such a long way from our beginning days of ‘rusty’ ringing. It meant so much to me that he noticed. I wait patiently for the Lord to inspire someone, as he did me, so I can share my passion and knowledge in bell ringing. I want to ensure that the bells of our parish don’t ever become quiet. After all, the more they are rung the more beautiful they sound!
I will always enjoy the memory of my daughter in ‘Bells Are Ringing’ but I never want the sound of bells at St. Luke to become just a memory!