This new year is one of promise and expectation, yet it marks a sad but significant anniversary of which we faithful should always be cognizant. This year is the 50th anniversary of the tragic closure of the historic and renown Patriarchal Theological School of Halki . As an Archon of the Great Church, I deeply feel that we Orthodox Christians should be aware of the impact of this tragic attack on Religious Liberty. Most especially at this time. after the unlawful conversion into a mosque of the Great Cathedral of Hagia Sophia and the historic Church of Our Saviour in Chora by the Turkish government, we need to educate ourselves. Our school of Halki has been educating Orthodox clergy since 1844, yet it remains closed by order of the Turkish authorities. Below please find an excellent paper by Archon Elias Damianakis, the celebrated iconographer. Please take a few minutes to educate yourselves. Tell the story and support the reopening of our school as a matter of Religious Freedom with letters to your elected officials. God Bless and Happy New Year…..Fr. George
As you know I have only recently been ordained into the Holy Priesthood. As the son, nephew and cousin of priests, I can attest to the truth of this article. I know and respect George Stavros who is the Clinical Associate Professor of Pastoral Psychology and serves as the Executive Director of the Danielsen Institute at Boston University. He is a a world authority and expert in this field. He is also a devoted family man and pious Orthodox Christian. As you interact with your parish priest please be aware of the demands on his time and the effect on his family. God Bless…..fr g
On the Saturday prior to the commemoration of the Feast of the Holy Archangels (November 8) our Church commemorates the Feast of Our Father Among the Saints, St. Raphael (Hawaweeny), Bishop of Brooklyn. St. Raphael was born to a Syrian Orthodox family in Beirut (now Lebanon). Educated in Syria, at Halki, the Ecumenical Patriarchal School near Constantinople, and at the Theological Academy of Kiev. Fluent in several languages, he came to America attached to the Church of Russia and was assigned to lead the Syrian Orthodox Spiritual Mission in North America. He was elected bishop and was the first Orthodox hierarch consecrated in North America (1904). He served as bishop guiding theOrthodox, at a time that all ethnic groups were ministered under the Russian mission on this continent. He traveled extensively visiting the scattered Orthodox immigrants all over North America. He founded many churches across the country, including Archangel Michael’s Orthodox Church in Beaumont, TX. He also helped established St. Tikhon’s Monastery in Pennsylvania. He reposed in the Lord, February 27, 1915. He is buried at the Antiochian Village in Ligonier, PA. St. Raphael was glorified by the OCA in 2000
For an excellent article on his life by Bishop Basil (Essey) please see:
May the Christ and the Theotokos always protect our Holy Church
On September 1st. Dumbarton Oaks presented a beautiful and interesting webinar on Hagia Sophia. This is a link to watch it. I hope you enjoy it. Always pray that Our Lord, the Holy Wisdom of God, and the Theotokos, the Protectress of the Queen City, keep this our Church under the shelter of their blessings.
I wanted to re-post this beautiful article on St. Luke, Archbishop of Simferopol, a modern day saint and a true inspiration to us all. It is a little long, but so beautiful. I pray you are all blessed in reading it. Holy Saint Luke, Pray for us!!!
Anyone who has read A.I Solzhenitsyn’s Gulag Archipelago or the works of Shalamov, Solonevitch, and other authors who have written about horrible pages from the history of Lenin’s and Stalin’s enslaved Russia can probably call to mind names of gloomy “islands,” state concentration camp Gulags, such as Turukhansk, Igarka, Dudinka, and Norilsk…
In 2010, the Lord enabled my matushka and me to spend some time in those places so permeated with the blood and tears of those who suffered there. During our four-week long travels down the mighty Yenisei River, we often called to mind awful pages from the Gulag Archipelago that described how hungry, cold, and exhausted people were brought on barges to the Stalinist camps, while other victims were drowned in the deep, fast-moving, icy river current.
During that pilgrimage, we collected mementos of the New Martyrs that had suffered for the Christian Faith. They included several pebbles from the mass graves in Norilsk, a little barbed wire dating back to the period, and pieces of the remnants of a wooden bridge from the town of Dudinka, over which tens of thousands of the ‘repressed’ [i.e. political prisoners] were moved to their places of incarceration and slave labor.
Among the most famous of the exiles who served terms of incarceration and exile in the grim area of Karsnoyarsk in the 1920s and 1930s was Holy Hierarch and surgeon Luke Voino-Yasenetsky.
The pages of Archbishop Luke’s memoirs provide an expressive, almost pictorial representation of his life in the camps: brutal cold and hunger were constant companions of the professor-clergyman. But sufferings did not break this hero of the spirit. On the contrary, in one of his letters from the time, he wrote that suffering was something that, not unsurprisingly, cleansed the soul.
Holy Hierarch St. Luke was an unusual person, with an improbable fate. Everything about his life was extraordinary, and was filled with paradox.
Archbishop Luke did not perish in a camp, but he passed through every circle of hell. He was not part of any political opposition; yet throughout his biography, he was marked as a social outcast. A physician who wrote scholarly works while incarcerated in a prison cell, he not only lived to see those works published, but for his efforts was awarded the Order of Stalin during Stalin’s lifetime. Holy Hierarch St. Luke was a man of boundless faith, unbending will, and devotion to duty. The pages of Bishop Luke’s memoirs present a very vivid picture of his life in exile: bitter cold and hunger were the professor/clergyman’s constant companions. Yet, suffering could not break his noble heart. On the contrary, in one of his letters from that period, he wrote that he had come to love suffering as something that, amazingly, cleansed the soul.
Known in the world as Valentin Felixovich Voino-Yasenetsky, he was born on April 27, 1877 in Kerch, to pharmacist Felix Stanislavovich and his wife Maria Dmitrievna Voino-Yasenetsky. The future hierarch’s parents soon moved to Kiev, where in 1896 he graduated simultaneously from secondary school and from an art school. The youth manifested artistic talent, and a course permeated and inspired by religious ideas took shape. Valentin went from church to church and to the Kiev-Caves Lavra, and made many sketches of people at prayer, for which he received an award from the art school. He wanted to enroll in the Art Academy, but a desire to directly help the people caused him to change his plans.
Valentin Felixovich spent one year studying law, then transferred to Kiev University’s college of medicine, and graduated with honors.
Ignoring his friends’ attempts to persuade him to pursue research, he announced his intention to be a “muzhik” doctor, spending his life helping the poor.
In January 1904, during the war with Japan, he was sent to the Far East as part of a Red Cross hospital staff, and worked in the city of Chita, as director of the hospital’s surgical division. There he met a nurse named Anna Lansky – whom the wounded referred to as “the holy sister” – and they married.
From 1905 to 1917, the future hierarch worked as a local doctor in various district hospitals (in the Simbirsk, Kursk, Saratov, and Vladimir Administrative Districts) and lived a happy life. During that period, he performed many surgical procedures on the brain, eyes, heart, stomach, intestines, bile ducts, kidneys, spinal vertebrae, joints etc., and introduced many innovative surgical techniques.
During World War I, religious feelings that had been forgotten in the great press of scientific work came to the fore, and he began to regularly attend church.
After the war, the Holy Hierarch was in charge of a hospital in the Simbirsk Administrative District. There he performed surgery day and night: ophthalmic surgery, liver and stomach surgery, trepanning of the skull, and gynecological operations. The remarkable surgeon’s fame quickly spread. People from other districts would line up before the hospital gates. On one occasion, he gave sight to a poor young man who had been born blind. That young man gathered together blind people from all over the area; holding on to one another’s sticks, they came in a long line to the hospital.
In 1917, he became the principal physician and surgeon at Tashkent Hospital, and at the same time taught at a medical school, which was later reclassified as a college of medicine.
In October 1919, based on false accusations made against him by a worker at the hospital morgue, Valentin Felixovich was arrested, and came very close to being executed. His arrest was a great shock to his wife, who was sick with tuberculosis; several days later, at the age of 38, she died, leaving him with four minor children to raise.
After the death of his beloved wife, Valentin found ever greater consolation in the Faith. He began to attend meetings of the local Orthodox religious association, studied theology, and established closer ties with the clergy. As he himself recalled, at a diocesan meeting he once “…presented a very passionate speech on a certain important subject.” After the meeting, Bishop Innokenty (Pustynsky) of Tashkent said to him, “Doctor, you need to become a priest.” Vladyka Luke later recollected, “I had not entertained the idea of [being a priest], but I took the Most-reverend Innokenty’s words as God’s call, made through the lips of the hierarch, and I did not spend a minute reflecting on them, but immediately said, “Fine, Vladyka! I will be a priest if that is pleasing to God!”
Voino-Yasenetsky became a clergyman in 1921, at the very height of the wave of persecution visited upon the Russian Orthodox Church. He feared neither impending repression, nor the threats [his ordination] posed to his quickly and deservedly advancing scientific career.
On February 7, 1921, he was ordained a deacon. Vladyka Luke recollected:
“Of course this unusual event, the ordination to the diaconate of someone who had already achieved the high rank of professor, created an enormous sensation in Tashkent, and a large group of students from the medical college, along with one of the professors, came to see me. Of course, they could not understand or evaluate my action, for they were far estranged from religion. What would have they understood if I had told them that on my seeing carnivals at which our Lord Jesus Christ was mocked, my heart loudly cried out, “I cannot remain silent!” I felt it my duty to preach in defense of our abused Savior, and to praise His boundless mercy toward humankind.”
On the Feast of the Meeting of the Lord, 1921, one week after being ordained a deacon, Fr. Valentin was ordained to the priesthood. Soon after the ordination to the priesthood, Tashkent “people’s prosecutor,” a Cheka agent named Peters, subjected Fr. Valentin Voino-Yasenetsky to a judicial investigation of a trumped-up matter. Among the questions posed was the following: “Tell me, pope [priest] and professor Yasenetsky-Voino, how is it that by night you pray, and by day, you cut up people? Fr. Valentin replied, “I cut up people in order to save them; for what reason do you, citizen people’s prosecutor, cut people?” … Peters continued: “How is it that you believe in God, pope and professor Yasenetsky-Voino? Have you seen Him? Seen your God?” “In truth, I have not actually seen God, citizen people’s prosecutor,” countered the priest. But I have performed many operations on the brain, and upon opening the skull, have never seen the mind within it. Nor have I ever found the conscience ther either. “
In 1923, the wave of renovationism1 reached Tashkent. Diocesan Bishop Innokenty (Pustynsky) left the city without turning over the episcopal throne to anyone. Then Fr. Valentin and Archpriest Mikhail Andreev, who was well known in the city, took upon themselves the task of administering the diocese. They brought together all of the clergy and church wardens who had remained faithful to Patriarch Tikhon, and held a conference. With great determination Voino-Yasenetsky consistently opposed the Renovationist schism, and resolutely cut off any attempts by the authorities to turn him into an “agent within the Church.” Thus, he was of no use to Soviet Russia, and in 1923, his peregrinations through incarcerations and exile began, continuing with new trials endured in the 1930s and 1940s.
In May 1923, Priest Valentin was tonsured a monk, and was named after Holy Apostle and Evangelist St. Luke, who, as is well known, was not only an Apostle, but also a physician and artist.
On May 12, 1923, Hieromonk Luke was secretly consecrated Bishop of Tashkent and Turkestan2. One month after his consecration, Bishop Luke was arrested for the first time for his Faith. In the Tashkent GPU prison he completed his later to be famous great work, Notes on Purulent Surgery.
In August 1923, Bishop Luke was sent to the Moscow GPU. In the Capital, Vladyka was granted the right to live in a private apartment, and he was able to concelebrate Liturgy with Patriarch Tikhon.
In Moscow, Bishop Luke was again arrested; soon he was exiled to Yeniseisk, Siberia. He had to endure the last part of the journey to Yeniseisk – almost 400 km, in a sled, during the fierce hard frost of January.
In March 1924, he was once again arrested, and sent into exile in Turukhansk.
Upon completing his term of exile in 1925, Vladyka returned to Tashkent, and was once again appointed to the cathedra of Tashkent and Turkestan.
In 1930, he was again arrested. In 1931, after one year of incarceration, he was sentenced – without trial – to three years’ exile in Arkhangelsk.
On December 13, 1937 he was again arrested. In the prison, Vladyka Luke was subjected to torture for 13 days, with sleep deprivation and demands that he sign minutes of the interrogations. He declared a hunger strike that lasted 18 days. Vladyka Luke recollected the following about his tribulations:
“…The Yezhov regime was truly horrifying. At the interrogations, those under arrest were even subjected to torture. They invented something they called “conveyor interrogation,” which I had to endure twice… The Cheka interrogators took turns [working in shifts], and the person being interrogated was not allowed to sleep, day or night…
…They consistently demanded that I admit to espionage, but in response I would but ask them to indicate to me the state for which I was spying. Of course, they could not answer…”
Vladyka Luke’s autobiography records many precious details about his life in exile The following excerpt from the Holy Hierarch’s recollections will give the reader some idea of the extremely difficult conditions the exiled hierarch and the other prisoners had to endure. Vladyka recalled that because of his resolute adherence to the Faith, one of the servants of the CheKa came to hate him with such fierce hatred that he succeeded in having him moved from Turukhansk to the even more remote taiga. In the village of Plakhino, Vladyka Luke was assigned quarters “…with two windows; instead of having outer [storm windows], their exteriors were covered with flat sheets of ice. Cracks in the windows were left unsealed, and in the corner, the light of day could be seen through a large gaping crack. There was a snowdrift on the floor. At the threshold there was a second pile of snow that never melted. To provide places to sleep at night and to rest during the day, the peasants had constructed wide sleeping platforms, covered with deer hides…. It would be freezing cold when I got up in the morning; there would be a thick layer of ice in the water bucket. When I sat, warmly dressed, at the table, I would feel warm above the waist, but would be cold below the waist.”
Under such awful conditions, the bishop-surgeon continued to treat and perform surgical operations on people.
Upon learning that war with Nazi Germany had begun, Vladyka sent a telegram to Kalinin, Director of the Presidium of the Supreme Soviet of the USSR. “I, Bishop Luke, Professor Voino-Yasenetsky, am serving an exile under article such-and-such in the settlement of Bolshaya Murta in the area of Krasnoyarsk. As a specialist in purulent surgery, I could be of use to the troops at the front or in the rear, wherever I am entrusted to serve. I ask that my exile be interrupted and I be sent to a hospital. At the end of the war, I will be ready to return to exile. Bishop Luke.”
His request was granted. During the war, Holy Hierarch St. Luke was in charge of a hospital surgical division. He personally took on the most severely ill and most severely wounded, and performed surgery upon them brilliantly. After the war, he was awarded a medal “For valiant effort in the Great Patriotic War.”
No matter whom he treated, no matter where he treated them, he was not afraid to sincerely respond to his patients’ words of thanks by saying “It was God Who healed you through my hands. Pray to Him.”
The archbishop/surgeon could not tolerate indifference to one’s medical duty. Vladyka Luke taught his helpers “humane surgery.” He seemed to enter into a personal relationship with each of the wounded – remembering his face, knowing his name, remembering all of the details of the operation and post-op recovery period. Vladyka was widely known for saying, “For a surgeon, there must not be an ’instance,’ but only a living, suffering person. ”
Once, upon learning of a sick person’s death, Bishop Luke demanded a detailed account of everything that had been done for the patient. The doctor began to recite a list of medications prescribed, but then with a wave of his hand, stopped himself, saying, “What is there to talk about here! The patient was doomed in any case…” Doomed? The stately, always unperturbed Bishop Luke literally exploded. “You had no right to stop fighting for the sick patient’s life! You do not even have the right to think about failure! You just [have to] do everything that is necessary! To do everything, do you hear?!”
In January 1944, Vladyka was appointed Archbishop of Tambov and Michurinsk, while also continuing to do his medical work; he was in charge of 150 hospitals!
In May 1946, Vladyka Luke was appointed to the cathedra of Simferopol and Crimea. However, Archbishop Luke’s long years of imprisonment and exile, the rigors and sequel of things he experienced throughout his difficult life took a toll on his health. He began to lose his sight, and his heart began to fail more and more.
As long as he retained his sight, Vladyka tried to serve the Liturgy every day. He continued to serve even after he had gone completely blind. Vladyka’s ascetic struggle was amazing. After all, he was burdened not only by blindness, but by diabetes and attendant severe weakness, so that all of his vestments would be wet [with perspiration]; moreover, his legs were afflicted with thrombophlebitis and gout. Before each service, he had to re-bandage his legs.
It was during his administration of the Crimea Diocese that Vladyka Luke delivered most of his homilies. He had begun to preach in Tashkent, but for many years, because of his arrests and exiles, had had to remain silent. However, from the Spring of 1943, when a church was opened in Krasnoyarsk, and until the end of his life, Archbishop Luke preached tirelessly. He composed instructional materials, spoke them aloud, made necessary corrections, and disseminated printed brochures of his instructions in cities throughout the land. He would say, “I consider it my principal hierarchical duty to preach Christ everywhere.” Over the course of 38 years of priestly service, Vladyka Luke delivered 1,250 homilies.
Vladyka called upon the clergy of his diocese to constantly proclaim the Word of God:
“If a priest has made it the principal work of his life to fill his mind and heart with Christ’s teachings, the overabundance in his heart will cause his lips to speak. And his homily need not be a work of oratory. The Holy Spirit, living in the priest’s heart as in Its own temple, will preach through his humble lips.” (From an encyclical issued in June 1955)
He openly and fearlessly spoke his mind on current issues:
“…In prior days, the Church was in the hands of the government, of the Tsar, and the Tsar was religious, and built churches. Today, there is no such government. Our government is atheist, unbelieving. We are left with a handful of faithful believing Russian people, and the others tolerate lawlessness… You will say that the government has done you Christians harm. Well, yes, it has. But remember days of old, when rivers of Christian blood were spilled for our Faith. It only strengthened the Christian Faith. This is all from God.”
In a homily delivered on November 9, 1947, Vladyka strove to console the faithful people suffering at the hands of the atheists, and he predicted the future easing of their woes:
“If you were to ask me when these deprivations will come to an end and when life will be good, I would tell you that the past thirty years are an insignificant span. It will be many decades before our life is entirely normal.”
As is known, under Khrushchev, another campaign against the Church was announced. There followed a new rush of anti-religious propaganda. At the onset of the Khrushchev persecutions, Holy Hierarch St. Luke addressed a homily to his bewildered and frightened flock:
“Fear not, little flock…” That was the title of his homily preached on the Feast of the Protection of the Most-holy Theotokos in 1954.”Everywhere and in all places, despite the success of atheist propaganda, Christ’s little flock has endured, and continues to endure. You, you, all of you who are listening to me, are the little flock. And know and believe that Christ’s little flock is invincible, that nothing can be done to it, that it fears nothing, because it knows and always treasures Christ’s great words, “I will build My Church, and the gates of hell shall not prevail against it…” (Matthew 16:18). So if even the gates of hell shall not prevail against His Church, why should we be troubled, why should we worry, why should we be sorrowful?! There is no cause, no cause! Christ’s little flock, Christ’s true flock, is unassailable by any kind of propaganda.”
What enormous courage, what solid faith and unquestionable hope in God’s help did it take to tell people the truth in the midst of a torrent of lies, cynicism, and lack of faith!
Toward the end of his life, on February 15, 1954, the 30th anniversary of his ordination to the diaconate, the holy hierarch St. Luke said,
“My thirty-year long journey was difficult and thorny, but at the same time it was also a remarkably blessed one. God’s grace was with me along the way, and my path was illumined by the light of Christ. And it is a joy for me, a very great joy, to have traveled that path. It was a great act of kindness done by God for me. I consider the difficult years of priesthood, soon followed by my service as a bishop, not as burdensome, but as the most blessed, best, happiest, years of my life.”
On June 11, 1961, the feast day of All Saints in the Russian Land, and at the age of 84, Archbishop Luke reposed. For three days, an unending wave of people came to the coffin of their Vladyka and physician, and at his funeral, the procession stretched out for 3 kilometers. Soon after Holy Hierarch St. Luke’s blessed repose, reports began to surface of many sick people receiving healing after coming to pray at his grave.
By a decision of the Synod of the Ukrainian Orthodox Church in November 1995, Archbishop Luke was glorified as a locally-venerated Saint. On March 20, 1996, Holy Hierarch St. Luke’s relics were uncovered in Simferopol, and were transferred to the Holy Trinity Cathedral
In August 2000, the Council of Bishops of the Russian Orthodox Church canonized St. Luke for veneration as a Saint throughout the Church.
The holy hieroconfessor St. Luke Voino-Yasenetsky was a precious vessel of Divine grace. Like his heavenly patron, the Holy Apostle St. Luke, he was a physician and a furtherer of Apostolic work. Like St. Paul, he preached Christ’s salvific word not only in church, but in prison, and in exile, and to both friends and persecutors alike. He was one of those exceptionally important people who are incapable of doing something merely for themselves alone, incapable of limiting themselves to doing what they like. For them, the duty of serving one’s neighbor is not an empty phrase. Accordingly, they do not make random choices in pursuing their activities, and do not build on others’ foundations, but instead strive to discover what has to be done here and now, and what will be useful to all society. These are builders, workers who bravely enter the field of life in response to the Lord’s call. With the ten talents given them by God, they produce another ten. And that is a realized Gospel model for all of us pastors of the Church.
The Holy Church of Our Saviour in the Country(Chora) – ἡ Ἐκκλησία τοῦ Ἁγίου Σωτῆρος ἐν τῇ Χώρᾳ, is one of the greatest churches and monastery complexes of Constantinople. Originally build by St. Constantine the Great and continually rebuilt and adorned from the 4th to the 14th centuries, it falls victim to the tyrannical whims of a present day dictator. All these sacred icons and more are now to be desecrated by the decree of the Turkish government. It is being established as a mosque. These steps are part of a continuous attack on the Orthodox Christian legacy of Byzantium. If you wish to be inspired by the other priceless great icons of the Church link to https://www.google.com/search?client=safari&rls=en&q=images+and+Icons+of+Chora+Church&ie=UTF-8&oe=UTF-8
This current persecution comes only one month after the Blessed Hagia Sophia was opened as a mosque. Let us pray most especially for Our Patriarch and the Patriarchate because these calculated moves are a direct attack on its position in Constantinople. Please take the time and write our elected representatives decrying the lack of Religious Freedom in Turkey. As an Archon of the Great Church, I urge you to stand with us to protect our Church. This effort can be assisted by educating yourself and signing a petition at: https://www.archons.org
In the age of COVID and our hustle bustle lives, issues come and go. The issue of the Great Church of Christ cries out for our attention. I am re-printing this letter to refresh our memories and to remind us all that we need to be united, write our congressional representatives and above all bend our knees in prayer. Don’t let this issue slip from your hearts and minds. God Bless….dn g
THE HOLY EPARCHIAL SYNOD
OF THE GREEK ORTHODOX ARCHDIOCESE OF AMERICA
Holy Wisdom, Arise! – Ἁγία Σοφία, Ὀρθοί!
Sunday, July 12, 2020
To the Reverend Priests and Deacons, the Monks and Nuns, the Presidents and Members of the Parish Councils of the Greek Orthodox Communities, the Distinguished Archons of the Ecumenical Patriarchate, the Day, Afternoon, and Church Schools, the Philoptochos Sisterhoods, the Youth, the Hellenic Organizations, and the entire Greek Orthodox Family in America
Dear Brothers and Sisters in Christ,
We, the Members of the Holy Eparchial Synod of Greek Orthodox Archdiocese of America, under the presidency of His Eminence Archbishop Elpidophoros of America, write to you in the power of the Holy Spirt in these anguished days when the Great Church of Christ, the Patriarchal Cathedral of Holy Wisdom, Ἁγία Σοφία, institutionalized for the past ninety years as a museum and world cultural monument, has been re-converted into a mosque. This egregious and unnecessary action has gravely wounded all Orthodox Christians, indeed all Christians around the world and all people of faith and good will.
As your Shepherds and the guardians of the Faith, we mourn with you. But we all know the truth: Ἁγία Σοφία was built as a Christian Church, the greatest Christian Church for a thousand years, until it became the spoils of war and was converted into a mosque. It was the glory of the civilized Christian world for centuries, an architectural marvel of the transfiguration of terrestrial into the manifestation of the celestial. From its central dome, borne aloft on clouds of light, the Great Church comprised a vision of Heaven on earth, and its Liturgy was the most magnificent the world has ever seen. As the embassy of Saint Vladimir, Prince of Kyiv and All Rus uttered after being present for the Divine Service: “We did not know whether we were on earth or in heaven!” Such is the spiritual intensity of every aspect of the Great Church. Her iconography is a crowning spiritual aesthetic, achieving the vision, the θεωρία of God among humankind. Through the centuries, all who approached Constantinople by sea or land beheld her towering majesty rising above the massive walls that encircled the Queen of Cities. She was a reminder of the triumph of Resurrection over sin and death, and the surety of God’s love and care for His People. She was and indeed still is the very heart of Orthodoxy, for she manifests even now the way to be true co-creators with the Creator of all of a truly Christian culture, civilization, and polity.
Even during the centuries of the Ottoman period, the power of Ἁγία Σοφία, although now used as an Islamic shrine, was unmistakable, and unmistakably Christian. Throughout the Orthodox world the Great Church remained a symbol of the Orthodox Faith of the Ecumenical Councils which bound the far flung Orthodox Peoples together. Even the stunning design of the Church was repeated across the Islamic world in every city and town, as the overwhelming beauty of its presence inspired builders throughout what we now call the Middles East.
But let us make it very clear. For the Orthodox Christian, there is only one Great Church of Christ. There would be many other “Hagia Sophias” built around the world; most notably in Kyiv for the People of Rus, but none dared to imitate the original. She was to stand alone, at the center of the circle of the Orthodox World for all to relate to as do the spokes on a wheel. We are all connected to the Great Church, whether we know and acknowledge this or not.
Therefore, in response to what has happened, we also ask the question posed to the Apostles on the Day of Pentecost: “Τί ποιήσομεν, ἄνδρες ἀδελφοί –Brethren, what then must we do?” (Acts 2:37). First and foremost, we must bend our knees before the Holy Wisdom of God, our Lord Jesus Christ, and beseech Him through the intercessions of His Holy Mother to protect the Great Church of Christ that lives on in the person of our Ecumenical Patriarch and the Holy Ecumenical Patriarchate of Constantinople. We must pray that God will arise and scatter every ill intention that may manifest toward our community of faith and indeed all the religious minorities in Turkey.
And we must arise, beloved Christians. We must arise and speak out for the silent stones of Ἁγία Σοφία. We must go to our Christian neighbors and friends here in this free land of America, and ask for their prayers and their help. We must arise and speak to our elected leaders and demand that they act in conscience and righteousness to protest by every means possible this defiance of the modern sensibility which respects not only diversity, but the status quo that allows for the peaceful and harmonious cohabitation of nations, religions, races, and ethnicities.
We must arise and as the People of God, make our voices heard from Washington State to Washington, DC, and not lose heart, lose faith, or lose courage because, though our struggle may be long, it is not without our ultimate hope. Remember that there is no one alive today who remembers Ἁγία Σοφία as either a Church or a mosque. Everyone knows it as the former of both which was honored as an international monument, on par with the Parthenon and the Pyramids of Egypt. It should be allowed to retain its status quo as a place of encounter for Christians and Muslims, and for all people who desire to behold how faith in God can transform the world.
Therefore, let us arise – as Orthodox Christians, as people of conscience with a righteous cause. Let us make our presence and our voices known. Your every breath expended will add to “a sound from Heaven as of a rushing mighty wind” (Acts 2:2) that will sweep across the world carrying our message. Not one of hate but one of love, of decency, of understanding, and of mutual respect.
We will never give up our hope, never give up our faith; and we will never give up our love.
Where are they? As some of you know I am a cradle Orthodox. The truth is that I am also a generational, cradle Orthodox. I grew up in the Church with many contemporaries that are no longer in the Church. Where did they go and why did they leave? These are questions we are either ashamed or frightened to ask. I believe we delude ourselves by not seeking the answers to these questions. What is it about the Orthodox Churches in America, all jurisdictions, that greet and speak with pride of the “new” Orthodox; people who embrace the faith, while generations walk out the back door? There are many others who are primarily unchurched or who are holiday Orthodox. What do I mean? They come with parents or family for holidays or for family events either marriages, baptisms or funerals, but are absent the rest of the time. Years ago, we used to say it was “the language issue” or the “ethnic issue” Hogwash! Even in the most ethnic or single language areas, there are still churches which are predominately English speaking. This is not the reason, this is an excuse. We must look deeper, the vast majority of us need to ask serious question. Do I really understand what is going on in my Church? Is it meeting my inner needs? Obviously, by the exodus of faithful, we as the Church are missing the boat. Are we prepared to ask hard questions and listen to the answers. Over the next few blog posts I would like to ask some of these questions, but I would like this to be a dialogue. Comment and let’s try to engage the issue. Personal note: Today is St. Eleftherios’ Feastday – to my beautiful wife Ria, Thea Ria, Granddaughter Ella, and Son Vastan (Eleftherios) I Love you all. Hronia Pola!
You who are on the road
Must have a code that you can live by
And so become yourself
Because the past is just a good bye.
I saw this beautiful photograph and immediately thought of this song from my youth by Crosby Stills and Nash. Now that I am a grandfather, the sentiment means so much more to me than it did in the sixties. The lesson you learn as a clergy man who is privileged to offer the Body and Blood of Our Lord to the faithful is that children show if they have been taught well. How children approach the Holy Chalice says worlds about their first Church, the Church of the Home. I have heard many opinions and arguments concerning frequent communion, but none are as powerful as a child approaching the Holy Cup with love and joy. Please, don’t misunderstand me all of us, even children, will have an off day. Perhaps, they’re tired or restless or it’s just one of those days. But, you can always tell a little one who comes to Church often and receives Christ in their life often. They show the love in their hearts with their eyes.
Teach your children well…All of us parents, grandparents and Godparents should teach well. There are many of us who teach, even if we don’t have children. Yes, we are all on a road and for a short time we carry little ones, until they walk on their own. Instilling a code they can live by is our responsibility. The community of faith is all of us; and we all have a duty to pass on this faith. We live in a world that at best ignores faith. Even worse, it can ridicule and denigrate faith. We cannot teach faith only on a Sunday morning. We must live our faith each day and reflect the love of Christ in our hearts with joy. Carefully answer questions of the young putting Christ first. We have all heard the expression, “We teach by example.” The lyric says: “so become yourself,” becoming your genuine self is living in Christ each day. Do this and with God’s help, you will teach your children well!
“A Turkish official says restoration workers have uncovered the never-before-seen mosaic face of an angel at Istanbul’s Haghia Sophia – a former Byzantine cathedral.”
This was a headline on the Fox News website. This really disturbed me, as it should all Orthodox Christians. “Never before seen,” what about those countless Christians who worshipped in the Church of the Holy Wisdom from the time of Justinian, until the fall of Constantinople. Don’t they count? This is revisionist history at it finest! The angel was not seen since the Ottomans plastered them over to hide the Truth. So, those Orthodox Christians who prayed in the Cathedral, who placed the mosaic are not to be heard. How sad! Where are the voices telling the world how false these assertions are? Who speaks for the Church in captivity, forced to keep it mouth shut to endure? Where is St. Maximos, St. Mark of Ephesus, the voice of the Church? We are a Church in captivity, a Church muzzled for the sake of political expediency. But, where are the voices in the West? Cannot we speak with a loud voice? The sad thing is the only time we scream with our voices is to criticise the Church and her leaders. The Patriarch did this, the Archbishop didn’t do this, our Metropolitan said the wrong thing. How very sad. Why can’t we speak with a loud voice to decry injustice and to say, this is not a dead Church. It was, is and always will be, at its heart a Church built to the Glory of God. That angel’s image should reminds us of the Seraphim that surrounds the throne God. “Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord of Hosts; the whole earth is full of Your Glory!”
