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
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.
Today is a sober day of reflection for all Americans. As time goes by there is a natural tendency to forget events and their impact. September 11th. should not be one of those days. We mourn the loss of so many of our fellow citizens both on that day and those that have succumb to injuries from that day. We should never forget those who perished in the infernal fires and the first responders whose courage we marveled at on that day.
For us Orthodox Christians the day has additional significance because we lost the humble and historic church of St, Nicholas, destroyed that day. The reconstruction of St Nicholas Church has been a long time coming. It now appears that with the leadership of His Eminence Archbishop Elpidophoros and the generosity of many of our fellow Orthodox believers that St. Nicholas Church and National Shrine is being erected once again. We can be truly grateful to Our Lord for this blessing.
Today, I would ask you all to set aside a moment or two to remember those who sacrificed their lives and the many families that have been impacted as a result of this tragedy.
O Lord comfort those who morn and give them your joy and
O God of spirits and of all flesh, You trampled upon death
and abolished the power of the devil, giving life to Your world.
Give rest to the souls of Your departed servants in a place
of light, in a place of green pasture, in a place of refreshment,
from where pain, sorrow, and sighing have fled away. As a
good and loving God, forgive every sin they have committed
in word, deed, or thought, for there is no one who lives and
does not sin. You alone are without sin. Your righteousness
is an everlasting righteousness, and Your word is truth.
For You are the resurrection, the life, and the repose of Your
departed servant, Christ our God, and to You we offer glory,
with Your eternal Father who is without beginning and Your
all-holy, good, and life-creating Spirit, now and ever
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.
Earlier in the week the “March for Life” rally as held in Washington, D.C. It is held to coincide with the anniversary of the Roe vs. Wade decision. This year marked the 38th. anniversary of that court ruling. The question I would like to pose does not have direct bearing on the issue of abortion, as disturbing as it is; but the general topic of the Church and social consciousness. Do we, as an Orthodox community, speak out as often as we should or with a loud enough voice on pressing social issues and moral concerns in this country?
Looking below the surface of this question, what the real question that underlies this concern is; are we comfortable in this country, yet? Have we grown comfortable and confident enough to freely comment on the pressing issues of our society or that confront our nation? This question has bearing on the degree, which we now view ourselves as fully American. Is this country home; or do we still feel like the Diaspora? If we answer by declaring this home, then we absolutely have an obligation to speak with a loud voice of moral guidance based on an Orthodox ethos and ethics.
There is part of me that looks at our reticence to speak with a loud voice as a consequence of our immigrant background. As an immigrant Church, we did not speak out due to our own sense of isolation and insecurity. Our community and even our leadership, both clergy and laity, felt isolated, inferior and was focused introspectively. We looked inward. Fortunately, these days are behind us; or are they? It is fitting to raise our voices in the event of a catastrophe or a difficulty befalling a sister Orthodox community anywhere in the world. This is our duty and our responsibility, to focus the American society and leadership on the difficulties our fellow Orthodox face. But, do we not also have a responsibility to speak to issues that our country faces. Please, encourage our leadership to speak out. Hierarch, clergy and knowledgable lay leadership need to speak out and to attempt to positively influence the course of our nation. The Orthodox social conscious can be that new perspective that the American society needs to make better choices in these crucial times. May Our Lord Guide us all and may the Theotokos ever protect this great country.
One of the sad consequences of our Orthodox disunity on this continent became so evident this week. Unless you have been totally disconnected from current events, you could not help but noticing the tragic events in traditional Orthodox lands. In Egypt, we witnessed the bloody martyrdom of Coptic Christians. In Alexandria, the city of Sts. Athanasius, Cyril and many more luminaries of Orthodoxy, our sister Coptic Orthodox Christians were massacred by fanatics. In “Northern” Cyprus, Orthodox were murdered and Churches desecrated. In Lebanon, a leader of the Christian community has correctly labeled the systematic elimination of Christians in the Middle East as genocide. In Palestine, we continue to here terrible reports from Fr. and Pres. Khoury about the misery the Palestinian Christians endure each day. Even in New York, we continue to await the resolution of issue of St. Nicholas Church at ground zero. What do all these issues have in common? The small voices of divided Orthodox leaders are barley heard above background noise! Archbishop Demetrios issues a statement, Metropolitan Jonas prays for Egypt and unfortunately Constantinople must remain silent! Since our voices are not united they can barely be heard. Who cares what we say since, we have succeeded in marginalizing ourselves!Our own disunity and divisions assure that no one pays attention to us. We are small ethnic enclaves who are quoted in our own jurisdictional press and by a few niche publications. We don’t make an impact; consequently we don’t make a difference. Critical events and essential issues present themselves and we provide little cogent Orthodox witness. We live not only in a time when national and international events occur at break neck speed, but when moral and ethical judgments need an Orthodox compass. If we insist on staying apart, how can we begin to have a louder voice? What about a joint press office that would issue simultaneous press releases in New York and Washington, perhaps under the auspices of the Assembly of Bishops of the Orthodox Church. What about a joint commission of Orthodox Theologians who could speak to moral and ethical concerns. Little voices are whispers and are not heard. We must begin to act united and who knows it might get to be a habit!!
Question: Are we the Church of Christ or the church or Baklava and Kibbeh? This is a serious question. The reality is what started as a way to share our culture and to expose our ethnic heritage to the American public has now become something else. It was a really good purpose, but somewhere along the way we got hooked. What do I mean? The festivals that our Churches sponsor each year have become an income stream for many parishes. They have become a necessity and not icing on the cake. How many parishes dedicate 100% of the receipts to charity, civic endeavours or philanthropy? Just like a narcotic our parishes have learned to depend upon these yearly events, while allowing us, the parishioners, to avoid our personal responsibility to our parish. Stewardship should be the support for our Churches, yet as we rely on outsiders to fund our Churches: we deny our own duty and let the guests support of our parishes. If we provide according to our means and responsibility then our festivals should be bonuses. There is a deeper question. Are we mature in our faith? Are able to look at our Parish as ours and as given to us by Christ to care for and support. If are faith is centred on Christ, then the parish is Christ and never a burden. The problem is our attitude towards Christ. Are we committed to His Church and to Incarnate Him in the world? During this Nativity season are we prepared to care for Christ out of love or are we content to let others meet our obligations?]]>
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!
ISTANBUL – There are two front gates into the walled compound that protects the home of Ecumenical Patriarch Bartholomew I, the spiritual leader of the world’s 300 million Eastern Orthodox Christians.
Visitors enter through a door secured by a guardhouse, locks and a metal-screening device. They cannot enter the Phanar’s main gate because it was welded shut in 1821 after the Ottoman Turks hanged Patriarch Gregory V from its lintel. The black doors have remained sealed ever since.
A decade ago, bombers who tried to open this gate left a note: “We will fight until the Chief Devil and all the occupiers are chased off; until this place, which for years has contrived Byzantine intrigues against the Muslim people of the East is exterminated. … Patriarch you will perish!”
The capital of Byzantium fell to the Turks in 1453. Yet 400,000 Orthodox Christians remained in greater Istanbul early in the 20th century. That number fell to 150,000 in 1960. Today fewer than 2,000 remain, the most symbolic minority in a land that is 99 percent Turkish. They worship in 86 churches served by 32 priests and deacons, most 60 or older. What the Orthodox urgently need is an active seminary and patriarchate officials are convinced the European Union will help them get one, as Turkey races to begin the formal application process