Yesterday, the children broke off into mixed-class groupings to walk through the Easter story. We considered different concepts along the way that were related to the children's own lives and said some prayers for those lonely, sad or in need. We finished our journey at the St. Peters church, where the children learned about the resurrection.
The heavens did open up at one point, to the stage that several of the groups who attended were joined by two ducks, who stayed perfectly still and seemed to be contemplating the Easter story along with the rest of us. Or at least, that's what I like to think.