Tell me, what can be as great ‘in heaven or on earth,’
(cf Ps 73:25) than that one may become a son of God, His heir and fellow-heir
with Christ (cf Rom 8:17)? Nothing
whatever! But because we prefer earthly
things and things that are at hand, and do not seek the blessings that are ‘laid
up in heaven,’ (Col 1:5) nor cleave to them with longing, we provide a sure
proof to those who look at us that we are victims of the disease of unbelief,
as it is written, ‘How can you believe, who receive glory from men and do not
seek the glory that comes from the only God,’ (Jn 5:44)? Then, when we have become slaves of passion
we are nailed fast to the earth and what is on it and altogether refuse to look
up to heaven and to God. Being deceived
by folly of soul, we disobey His commandments and fall away from His adoption
of us as His sons.
Saturday, March 16, 2013
Friday, March 15, 2013
The essence of Orthodoxy
What is the essence of Orthodoxy? It is the God-man Christ. Everything that is Orthodox has a
divine-human character: knowledge, the
senses, the will, the mind, mortality, dogma, philosophy, and life. Divine humanity is the only category in which
all the manifestations of Orthodoxy are received and fully operate. In all creation, God occupies the first
place, man the second. God leads while
man is led; God acts and man cooperates.
God does not act transcendentally, He is not the abstract God of deism,
but rather the God of the most immediate historic reality, the God of
revelation, the God who became man and lived within the categories of our human
existence while appearing everywhere as absolute holiness, goodness, wisdom,
justice and truth.
Wednesday, March 13, 2013
On co-suffering with others
Those who do not co-suffer with those who live in great pain are suffering
from the most fatal of spiritual illnesses … mercilessness.
Saturday, March 9, 2013
Before the Day of Judgment comes
The following message by Metropolitan Anthony of Sourozh, of blessed memory, is a lengthy read, but worth it and since it is a Sunday, I hope you will have time to read it in its entirety. Thanks be to God, who enlightens us through the gifts of His servants. Pres. C.
Metropolitan Anthony of Sourozh
AN INTRODUCTION TO LENT
Source: http://www.metropolit-anthony.orc.ru/eng/eng_19.htm
AN INTRODUCTION TO LENT
Source: http://www.metropolit-anthony.orc.ru/eng/eng_19.htm
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This talk was given by Metropolitan Anthony to the London Group
of the Fellowship of Saint Alban and Saint Sergius and their friends on
Saturday, 17 February 1968. It was taken down in shorthand, transcribed,
corrected by Metropolitan Anthony and published at the time in booklet form by
the Fellowship, but has long been out of print. The editor of the original
booklet mentioned in his introduction that 'because of the large crowds the
meeting at Saint Basil's House (the London centre of the Fellowship) had to be
transferred to the Church of Saint John the Baptist, Notting Hill.'
Contrary to what many think or feel, Lent is a time of joy. It is
a time when we come back to life. It is a time when we shake off what is bad and
dead in us in order to become able to live, to live with all the vastness, all
the depth, and all the intensity to which we are called. Unless we understand
this quality of joy in Lent, we will make of it a monstrous caricature, a time
when in God's own name we make our life a misery. This notion of joy connected
with effort, with ascetical endeavour, with strenuous effort may indeed seem
strange, and yet it runs through the whole of our spiritual life, through the
life of the Church and the life of the Gospel. The Kingdom of God is something
to be conquered. It is not simply given to those who leisurely, lazily wait for
it to come. To those who wait for it in that spirit, it will come indeed: it
will come at midnight; it will come like the Judgement of God, like the thief
who enters when he is not expected, like the bridegroom, who arrives while the
foolish virgins are asleep. This is not the way in which we should await
Judgement and the Kingdom. Here again we need to recapture an attitude of mind
which usually we can't manage to conjure up out of our depth, something which
had become strangely alien to us: the joyful expectation of the Day of the Lord
- in spite of the fact that we know this Day will be a Day of judgement. It may
strike us as strange to hear that in Church we proclaim the Gospel - the 'good
news' - of judgement, and yet we do. We proclaim that the Day of the Lord is not
fear, but hope, and declare together with the spirit of the Church: 'Come, Lord
Jesus, and come soon' (cf. Rev. 22.20). So long as we are incapable of speaking
in these terms, we lack something important in our Christian consciousness. We
are still, whatever we may say, pagans dressed up in evangelical garments. We
are still people for whom God is a God outside of us, for whom his coming is
darkness and fear, and whose judgement is not our redemption but our
condemnation, for whom to meet the Lord is a dread event and not the event we
long and live for. Unless we realise this, then Lent cannot be a joy, since Lent
brings with it both judgement and responsibility: we must judge ourselves in
order to change, in order to become able to meet the Day of the Lord, the
Resurrection, with an open heart, with faith, ready to rejoice in the fact that
he has come. Every coming of the Lord is judgement. The Fathers draw a parallel
between Christ and Noah. They say that the presence of Noah in his generation
was at the same time condemnation and salvation. It was condemnation because the
presence of one man who remained faithful, of just one man who was a saint of
God, was evidence that holiness was possible and that those who were sinners,
those who had rejected God and turned away from him, could have done otherwise.
So the presence of a righteous man was judgement and condemnation upon his time.
Yet it was also the salvation of his time, because it was only thanks to him
that God looked with mercy on mankind. And the same is true of the coming of the
Lord. There is also another joy in judgement. Judgement is not something that
falls upon us from outside. Yes, the day will come when we will stand before God
and be judged; but while our pilgrimage still continues, while we still live in
the process of becoming, while there still lies ahead of us the road that leads
us towards the fullness of the stature of Christ, towards our vocation, then
judgement must be pronounced by ourselves. There is a constant dialogue within
us throughout our lives. You remember the parable in which Christ says: 'Make
your peace with your adversary while you are on the way' (Mt. 5.25). Some of the
spiritual writers have seen in the adversary not the devil (with whom we cannot
make our peace, with whom we are not to come to terms), but our conscience,
which throughout life walks apace with us and never leaves us in peace. Our
conscience is in continuous dialogue with us, gainsaying us at every moment, and
we must come to terms with it because otherwise the moment will come when we
finally reach the Judge, and then our adversary will become our accuser, and we
will stand condemned. So while we are on the road, judgement is something which
goes on constantly within ourselves, a dialogue, a dialectical tension between
our thoughts and our emotions and our feelings and our actions which stand in
judgement before us and before whom we stand in judgement. But in this respect
we very often walk in darkness, and this darkness is the result of our darkened
mind, of our darkened heart, of the darkening of our eye, which should be clear.
It is only if the Lord himself sheds his light into our soul and upon our life,
that we can begin to see what is wrong and what is right in us. There is a
remarkable passage in the writings of John of Kronstadt, a Russian priest of the
19th and the beginning of the 20th century, in which he says that God does not
reveal to us the ugliness of our souls unless he can see in us sufficient faith
and sufficient hope for us not to be broken by the vision of our own sins. In
other words, whenever we see ourselves with our dark side, whenever this
knowledge of ourselves increases, we can then understand ourselves more clearly
in the light of God, that is, in the light of the divine judgement. This means
two things: it means that we are saddened to discover our own ugliness, indeed,
but also that we can rejoice at the same time, since God has granted us his
trust. He has entrusted to us a new knowledge of ourselves as we are, as he
himself always saw us and as, at times, he did not allow us to see ourselves,
because we could not bear the sight of truth. Here again, judgement becomes joy,
because although we discover what is wrong, yet the discovery is conditioned by
the knowledge that God has seen enough faith, enough hope and enough fortitude
in us to allow us to see these things, because he knows that now we are able to
act. All this is important if we want to understand that joy and Lent can go
together. Otherwise the constant, insistent effort of the Church - and of the
word of God - to make us aware of what is wrong in us can lead us to despair and
to darkness, until finally we have been brought so low that we are no longer
capable of meeting the Resurrection of Christ with joy, because we realise - or
imagine that we realise - that the Resurrection has nothing to do with us. We
are in darkness, God is in light. We see nothing but our judgement and
condemnation at the very moment when we should be emerging out of darkness into
the saving act of God, which is both our judgement and our salvation. The
Orthodox Church introduces Lent with a series of preparatory weeks in which the
readings of the Gospel lead us step by step from outer darkness, as it were, to
the point of judgement. I would like to remind you quickly of these stages. The
first, dramatic stage in which we find ourselves consists in the fact that we
are blind and yet are unaware of our blindness. We are in darkness and are
unaware that this darkness is within and around us. Our eye is dark and darkens
all that is inside us, while we remain unaware of it. The first reading from the
Gospel that confronts us with this aspect of our preparation for Lent is the
story of Bartimaeus, the blind man at the gate of Jericho, a man who either had
lost his sight or was born blind, but was left there in the darkness, in the
outer darkness. There was no light for him, there was no life for him, either,
and there was no joy for him. He probably had come to terms with his distress.
He continued to exist, since he could not live. He continued to exist day after
day thanks to the cold, indifferent charity of passers-by. But one thing made
his misery both dramatic and tragic: he lived in the time of Jesus. More than
once Bartimaeus must have heard of this man of God who had come to the world,
who was healing and renewing people and things, a man who had opened the eye of
blind men, who had given sight to the man born blind. The presence of the
possibility of salvation, of an impossible healing, must have made his darkness
even darker. Possible it was, if God came his way, yet impossible, because how
could he find the itinerant preacher and healer who never was still, never in
the same place? How could a blind man keep pace with him? Darkness came into his
awareness because there was a possibility that he might see. His despair became
deeper than ever before, because there was hope. And so, when Christ came near
him he could ask for healing from the very depth of his despair and from the
very depth of a total, passionate longing for salvation. The coming of God had
made him aware of darkness as he had never been before, aware as never before of
the tragedy which he lived. This is the first step, which we must accept and
which we find so difficult to accept: we must face our true situation, not
consoling ourselves with the thought that we have some sort of life within us
that can replace divine life. We must accept that we are in darkness as far as
the light of God is concerned. And then we must do something about it. First of
all we must become aware of the fact that without light we are lost, because the
darkness in which we are left is death, the absence of God. But when it comes to
doing something, there are two things that stand in our way. First of all, we
will not act unless we are aware that we are in a desperate situation. If we are
not aware that it is really a question of life and death, of the only thing that
matters, then we will do nothing. We will pray God to do something. We will hope
that even though we are not even praying, he will come and act. But it is only
out of a sense of deadly urgency that we can begin to act, like Bartimaeus, whom
no one could stop from crying out, shouting for help, since he knew that this
was the decisive moment. Christ was passing by. In a minute he would be gone and
the darkness would become permanent, irremediable. Another thing that prevents
us from doing something is the way we are afraid of people. I remember a man in
prison who told me how marvelous it was to be found out, because, as he said,
'So long as I had not been found out, I spent all my time, an my effort, trying
to look as though I was alright. The moment I was caught I felt, "Now I can
choose: I can either remain what I was, a thief and a cheat, or else I can
change. Now I am free to become different, and no one will be any more surprised
than they were to discover that I was a thief."' As long as you have appearances
to maintain it is terribly difficult to change, and this is what the parable of
Zacchaeus, which follows the story the Blind Man, brings out so clearly. The
problem of Zacchaeus was this: he wanted to see Christ. Would he take the risk
of being ridiculous or not? To be ridiculous is a lot more difficult than to be
disapproved of, because when we are sharply disapproved of we can hide behind
our own pride. We feel that we stand against the whole world, even if this world
is so small that it is not even worth noticing. But to be laughed at, to be
ridiculed, is something which is beyond the courage of most of us. Can you
imagine a bank manager in a small town climbing a tree in the midst of a big
crowd, with all the boys whistling, pointing at him with their fingers, making
cat-cries and the rest, just for the sake of meeting Christ? Well, that was the
position of Zacchaeus, the rich man. But for him meeting Christ was so
essential, such a question of death and life, that he was prepared to disregard
the ridicule, the humiliation, attached to his action - and he saw Christ. There
are two ways out of our dependence upon human opinions and human judgements. We
must either do what Zacchaeus did, accept humiliation because it is essential to
be saved, or we can let our hearts be hardened, and accept the pride that will
negate the judgement of others. There is no third way. There is only the
spontaneous oscillation which we all experience, knowing what is right, knowing
what is wrong, and never deciding for either right or wrong because whenever we
turn to the wrong we are afraid of the judgement of God, while whenever we turn
to the right we are afraid of the judgement of men. Pride or humility are the
only two paths by which we can leave this situation. And then there is the
problem of God's judgement. The story of Zacchaeus shows how we can oscillate
between the judgement of men and the judgement of God. Now comes the opportunity
for another move. Isn't it time, when we are confronted with life and death, for
us to judge ourselves and not be completely dependent upon others? We see this
in the Publican and the Pharisee - the first, sharp, definite judgement which is
both human and divine, because both coincide. If we ask ourselves how it is
possible that the Pharisee could be so proud in spite of knowing so much about
God and things divine, how it was that the Publican could be so truly humble in
spite of being simple, I think we can find the answer in this: the terms of
reference for the Pharisee were found in the law, the letter of the law. One can
always be right as far as the law and the letter is concerned. One can always
fulfil rules and commandments. One can always have 'done one's duty' and feel
irreproachable. The terms of reference of the Publican, however, were different.
He was not a good man. What he knew of the law was this: certain aspects of the
law condemned him because he knew what he was like. Certain other aspects of the
law he could use in order to extort whatever he wanted out of other people. The
law for him was a powerful, cruel, hard instrument in his hands or in the hands
of God. And as he knew life, he knew perfectly well that the only salvation from
the law was human mercy, human compassion, a human approach and attitude to one
another. That was the only thing that could save a debtor from prison or save an
extortioner from the judgement of the magistrate: a human touch. And so his
terms of reference were in tension between a law which was inexorable,
implacable, always a power that could not be fulfilled because he was too weak
for it and, on the other hand, a law that could be used with such cruelty
against others - and then the human relationship that could redeem all. The
Publican's terms of reference were people, his neighbours, including that
invisible neighbour, God. This is why he could stand at the threshold of the
temple and beat his breast, though hopelessly: in spite of all the logic of
things, he knew that in his world of hard, cruel, implacable men there were
moments when all things become possible, for a man can be a man even when he is
hardened and cruel. And so it was with God. The law was there to condemn him,
but God was 'someone'. He was not only the law-giver. He was not only the one
who made sure that the law is observed. He was free within his law to act with
humanity. This knowledge made the Publican humble before God, because his terms
of reference contained hope, and the object of his hope was mercy, pity,
charity. This made all things possible, in spite of the fact that it is so
humiliating to be loved and to be saved by love. The same truth appears in
another way in the next parable, that of the Prodigal Son. Here again we find
two men, one who is righteous and another who is unrighteous. The Prodigal Son
is in a way another aspect of the Publican, and the elder brother is the same as
the Pharisee. But here we are confronted not only with the tension between a law
that is objective, and therefore dead, and mercy, which is subjective because
alive and personal, but we are confronted with the theme of sin itself. What
does it mean to be in sin? It can be clearly defined in terms of the short
conversation between the son and the father at the beginning of the parable. And
if you want to put it in words more modern and cruder than the Gospel, it really
amounts to this: 'Father, I want to live, and you stand in my way. As long as
you are alive the goods are yours. Die, for all intents and purposes. Let us
suppose that you are already dead. I have no time to wait until you die in fact.
Let us agree that as far as I am concerned I have no father left, but I have his
goods because I have inherited them'. This is the sort of speech which we find,
with the same or perhaps lesser hardness, on so many occasions between children
and parents, between people who are related to one another in one way or
another. It really involves saying: 'As a person you do not matter. You stand in
my way. The only thing that is of value to me is what I can get out of you. And
so that I may get all I can from you, you must surrender even your existence.
You must accept not to be'. This is sin, sin with regard to God, and sin with
regard to man. With regard to God we are happy to take everything he gives and
then turn him out of our lives. We are happy to go into a strange country to
spend all he has given, while denying his existence with the same ruthlessness
with which, in Holy Week, the soldiers covered the eyes of Christ so he could
not see, so that they would be able to laugh at him more freely. The same is so
often true of our relationships with people. And this is also sin. This is the
very point: to rule the other out because he doesn't matter. What matters are
things - and the use I can make of them. And then there is another aspect in
this parable: hunger, distress, loneliness, all those things which we so hate in
life, and yet which come to us as our only salvation, because as long as we are
surrounded with comfort, we don't notice our true situation. We prove unable to
move inward and to see that we are lonely in the midst of this crowd and that we
are poor in the midst of all this richness. It is important for us to realise
that all that comes our way which is bitter, which is hard, which is difficult,
which we hate with all our greed and with all or fear - that is our salvation.
To be deprived is essential for us. And if we are not deprived, we must learn to
deprive ourselves to the point of becoming aware that we are face to face with
the living God in the final, total nakedness and dereliction which is man's
condition when he does not hide behind things. We misjudge our situation so
badly in this respect. There is a beautiful passage in the Tales of the Hassidim
translated by Martin Buber, in which he tells about a man, a rabbi, who lived in
appalling misery and yet every morning and every evening thanked God for his
generous gifts. One of those who heard his prayer said to him, 'How can you be
so hypocritical? Don't you see that God has given you nothing?' And he said,
'No, you are mistaken. God looked on me and thought, "This man, to be saved,
needs hunger and thirst and cold and loneliness and illness and dereliction."
And he has given me these things in abundance'. This is the true, Christian
attitude, the attitude of a believer for whom the soul really matters. And this
is what the return of the Prodigal Son to himself shows us. It also shows us
another thing. The Prodigal Son comes back, having rehearsed his confession, and
says: 'I have sinned against heaven and against thee. I am no longer worthy to
be called thy son. Let me be like the hired servants'. But the father does not
allow him to say the last words. Each of us can be a prodigal son, a prodigal
daughter, an unworthy son, an unworthy daughter, an unworthy friend. What no one
can do is to adjust himself to a relationship, however worthy, below his rank.
No one who is an unworthy son can become a worthy hireling. We cannot step down
from our birthright, from the right which love gave us in the first place. And
therefore we are not to look for compromise and for legal readjustments with God
and say, 'I can't give you my heart but I will behave well. I can't love you but
I will serve you', and so forth. This is a lie, a relationship which God is not
prepared to accept and will refuse to accept. The last step on our way towards
Lent is one which is shown to us in the Parable of the Sheep and the Goats. It
sets before us the following problem: what are we going to judge and to be
judged about? And the answer is absolutely clear. In all this process of
judgement we may have thought that we will be judged on whether we have a deep
knowledge of God, whether we are theologians, whether we live in the
transcendental realm. Well, this parable makes it absolutely clear that God's
question to us, before we can enter into any kind of divine reality, is this:
have you been human? If you have not been human, then don't imagine that you
will be able to become like God-become-man, like the God-Man Jesus, who is the
measure of all things. This is very important, because the type of judgement
which we are constantly making is a falsified judgement. We notice how pious we
are, how much knowledge of God we have, questions belonging to the realm of what
an English writer has called 'Churchianity' as contrasted with Christianity. But
the question which Christ asks us is this: Are you human or sub-human? In other
words, are you capable of love or not? I was hungry, I was thirsty, I was naked,
I was in prison, I was ill. What did you do about it? Were you able to respond
with your heart to my misery, were you able to respond at a cost and with all
your humanity - or not? At this point we must remember what we have said before
concerning the Pharisee and the Publican. Christ does not ask us to fulfil the
law. He will not count the number of loaves of bread and of cups of water and
the number of visits we pay to hospitals and so forth. He will measure our
heart's response. And this is made clear from the words of Christ in another
part of St John's Gospel, where he says, 'And when ye shall have done all those
things which are commanded you, say, we are unprofitable servants'. The doing
means nothing. We become human at the moment when, like the Publican, like the
Prodigal Son, we have entered into the realm of broken-heartedness, into the
realm of love which is a response both to divine love and to human suffering.
This cannot be measured. We can never, on that level, say, 'I am safe. I will
come to the judgement and be one of the sheep', because it will not be a
question of whether or not we have accomplished the law, but whether this law
has become so much ourselves that it has grown into the mystery of love. There,
at that point, we will be on the fringe, on the very threshold of entering into
that spring of life, that renewal of life, that newness of all things, which is
Lent. We will have gone through all these stages of judgement, and will have
emerged from blindness and from the law into a vision of the mysterious
relationship which may be called 'mercy' or 'grace'. And we will be face to face
with being human. But we must remember that to be human does not mean to be
'like us' but 'like Christ'. With this we can enter Lent and begin to experience
through the readings of the Church, through the prayers of the Church, through
the process of repentance, that discovery of the acts of divine grace which
alone can lead us towards growth into the full stature of the likeness of
Christ. I have brought you to the gate. Now you must walk into it.
Sourozh 1987. N. 27. P. 3-13
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Thursday, March 7, 2013
The Forty Holy Martyrs of Sebaste
Last year, on March 9, I honored the Forty Holy Martyrs of Sebaste with a posting, noting that it was my Name Day. My name, Candace, is a derivative from the name of St. Candidus (Kandidos), one of the Forty. This year, because of the First Saturday of the Souls, the commemoration is occurring on March 8.
This year I would like to share the posting from Full of Grace and Truth's blogspot on the Forty Holy Martyrs of Sebaste which is thorough and greatly edifying. I would like to thank the blogger behind that site because the postings found there are routinely edifying, uplifting and educational. To God be the glory--Forty Holy Martyrs, pray to God for us!
Pres. Candace
The Martyrdom of the Holy Forty Martyrs
"When the pagan Licinius ruled the eastern half of the Roman Empire (307-323 AD), it was his evil intent to eliminate Christianity from the lands under his control, and especially, for fear of treason, among the troops. One of his supporters was a cruel man by the name of Agricola who commanded the forces in the Armenian town of Sebaste, in what is now eastern Turkey. Among his soldiers were forty devout Christians who wielded equally well the sword of battle and the sword of the spirit, which is the word of God (Eph. 6:17). These men formed an elite bodyguard. When it came to Agricola's attention that they were Christians, he determined to force them to renounce their' faith and bow down to the pagan gods. He gave them two alternatives:
"Either offer sacrifice to the gods and earn great honors, or, in the event of your disobedience, be stripped of your military rank and fall into disgrace."
The soldiers were thrown into jail to think this over. That night they strengthened themselves singing psalms and praying. At midnight they were filled with holy fear upon hearing the voice of the Lord: "Good is the beginning of your resolve, but he who endures to the end will be saved" (Matt. 10:22 ).
The next morning Agrricola summoned them once again. This time he tried to persuade them by flattering words, praising their valor and their handsomeness. When the soldiers remained unmoved, they were again thrown into prison for a week to await the arrival of Licius, a prince of some authority.
During this time they prepared themselves for the trial of martyrdom. One of them, Cyrion by name, exhorted his fellow soldiers:
"God so ordained that we made friends with each other in this temporary life; let us try not to separate even in eternity; just as we have been found plea sing to a mortal king, so let us strive to be worthy of the favor of the immortal King, Christ our God."
Cyrion reminded his comrades in arms how God had miraculously helped them in time of battle and assured them that He would not forsake them now in their battle against the invisible enemy. When Licius arrived, the soldiers marched to the interrogation singing the psalm, "O God, in Thy name save me" (Ps. 53), as they always did when entering upon the field of contest.
Licius repeated Agricola's arguments of persuasion, alternating between threats and flattery. When he saw that words were of no avail, he ordered the soldiers sent to jail while he thought up a form of torture sure to change their minds.
After prayers that night, for a second time the soldiers heard the voice of the Lord:
"He who believes in Me, though he die, yet shall he live. Be bold and have no fear of short-lived torment which soon passes; endure...that you may receive crowns."
[“When [Licinius] threatened to strip them of their honor as soldiers, one of them, St. Candidus, responded, "Not only the honor of being a soldier, but take away our bodies, for nothing is more dear or honorable, to us than Christ our God." After that, the commander ordered his servants to stone the holy martyrs. While the servants were hurling stones at the Christians, the stones turned and fell back on the servants, severely striking them. One of the stones struck the commander's face and knocked out his teeth.” (http://www.westsrbdio.org/prolog/my.html?day=9&month=March)]
The next day the soldiers were led to a lake. It was winter and a frosty wind was blowing. The soldiers were stripped of their clothes and ordered to stand through the night in the freezing waters. A guard was set to watch over them. In order to tempt the holy warriors of Christ, warm baths were set up on the side of the lake. Anyone who agreed to sacrifice to the idols could flee the bitterly cold waters and warm his frozen bones in the baths. This was a great temptation which in the first cruel hour of the night overpowered one of the soldiers. Scarcely had he reached the baths, however, than he dropped to the ground and died.
Seeing this, the rest of the soldiers prayed the more earnestly to God: "Help us, O God our Saviour, for here we stand in the water and our feet are stained with our blood; ease the burden of our oppression and tame the cruelty of the air; O Lord our God-on Thee do we hope, let us not be ashamed, but let all understand that we who call upon Thee have been saved."
Their prayer was heard. In the third hour of the night a warm light bathed the holy martyrs and melted the ice. By this time all but one of the guards had fallen asleep. The guard who was still awake had been amazed to witness the death of the soldier who had fled to the baths and to see that those in the water were still alive. Now, seeing this extraordinary light, he glanced upward to see where it came from and saw thirty-nine radiant crowns descending onto the heads of the saints, immediately, his heart was enlightened by the knowledge of the Truth. He roused the sleeping guards and, throwing off his clothes, ran into the lake shouting for all to hear, "I am a Christian too!" His name was Aglaius, and he brought the number of martyrs once again to forty.
The next morning the evil judqes came to the lake and were enraged to find that not only were the captives still alive, but that one of the guards had joined them. The martyrs were then taken back to prison and subjected to torture; the bones of their legs were crushed by sledge-hammers. The mother of one of the youngest, Heliton, stood by and encouraged them to endure this trial. To their last breath the martyrs sang out, "Our help is in the name of the Lord," and they all gave up their souls to God. Only Meliton remained alive, though barely breathing.
Taking her dying son upon her shoulders, the mother followed the cart on which the bodies of the soldiers were being taken to be burned. When her son at last gave up his soul, she placed him on the cart with his fellow athletes of Christ.
The funeral-pyre burned out leaving only the martyrs' bones. Knowing that Christians would collect these relics to the eternal glory of the martyrs and their God, the judges ordered them to be thrown into the nearby river. That night, however, the holy martyrs appeared to the blessed bishop [Peter] of Sebaste and told him to recover the bones from the river. Together with some of his clergy, the bishop went secretly that night to the river where the bones of the martyrs shone like stars in the water, enabling them to be collected to the very last fragment. So also do the holy martyrs shine like stars in the world, encouraging and inspiring believers everywhere to be faithful to Christ even to the end.
[For a full account of the finding of the Holy Relics of the Forty Martyrs, see: http://www.johnsanidopoulos.com/2010/03/discovery-of-relics-of-forty-holy.html.]
Thus they finished the good course of martyrdom in 320, and their names are: Acacius, Aetius, Aglaius, Alexander, Angus, Athanasius, Candidus, Chudion, Claudius, Cyril, Cyrion, Dometian, Domnus, Ecdicius, Elias, Eunoicus, Eutyches, Eutychius, Flavius, Gaius, Gorgonius, Helianus, Herachus, Hesychius, John, Lysimachus, Meliton, Nicholas, Philoctemon, Priscus, Sacerdon, Severian, Sisinius, Smaragdus, Theodulus, Theophilus, Valens, Valerius, Vivianus, and Xanthias."
(http://www.40martyrs.org/forty-martyrs.html)
Excerpt from St. Gregory of Nyssa's Homilies on the Forty Martyrs
"I wish to commemorate one person who spoke of their noble testimony because I am close to Ibora, the village and resting place of these forty martyrs' remains. Here the Romans keep a register of soldiers, one of whom was a guard ordered by his commander to protect against invasions, a practice common to soldiers in such remote areas. This man suffered from an injured foot which was later amputated. Being in the martyrs' resting place, he earnestly beseeched God and the intercession of the saints. One night there appeared a man of venerable appearance in the company of others who said, "Oh soldier, do you want to be healed [J.167] of your infirmity? Give me your foot that I may touch it." When he awoke from the dream, his foot was completely healed. Once he awoke from this vision, his foot was restored to health. He roused the other sleeping men because he was immediately cured and made whole. This men then began to proclaim the miracle performed by the martyrs and acknowledged the kindness bestowed by these fellow soldiers.
I will now speak of an important matter which concerns me. At one time we were observing the first feast day when the cinerary urn containing [the martyrs] remains was transferred to a church. When I was young, my mother [M.785] (for her life in God wonderfully adorned this feast day) asked me to participate in the celebration. Although I was not present and counted among the congregation, she urged me even though I was occupied and failed to comprehend her request. I therefore did not delay to attend this feast and put aside my numerous concerns before attending the synod. At the time I was keeping watch at night in the garden where people honored the saints' remains by reciting psalms. A vision then appeared behind those who were sleeping and seemed to enter the garden where the night watch was posted. When I approached the gate, a multitude of soldiers stationed at the entrance rose up, brandished their weapons in a threatening manner and prevented anyone from entering. They beat me with the exception of one who appeared more human and then fled. When I woke up and realized that I abandoned my calling, [J.168], I understood what this fearful vision of soldiers had wanted and shed many tears in my perplexity. I bitterly wept over the saints' urn that God pardon me and that the holy soldiers forgive my insensibility.
I have mentioned this for the purpose of strengthening our faith because the martyrs are alive; they are our bodyguards and companions who even today serve and adorn the Church. The tessarakoste [40th day or observance of the martyrs' feast] of the forty martyrs is a splendid, renowned feast which celebrates their memory and is of greater importance than other monthly feasts. The hardship of winter is thus no longer severe, nor do I bitterly complain of its ferocity. Instead, it has become an occasion to recall their persecution and serves as a holy phalanx. Similarly, the mother of the seven Maccabeans (cf. 2Mac 7.1+) loved God with her soul instead of her body and did not reproach the cruel tyrant of Antioch in Syria. She courageously bore the punishment leveled against her sons (She was well disposed towards this desolation and considered her bereavement as a support). She suffered, for example, when Stephen was stoned (Acts 7.1+) but saw that he was brought to life. Thus we should receive mercy from these combatants of God who come to our help because they enabled us to become not only instruments of doing good but by engaging in combat. Our enemies do good when they are hostile and thereby cause no dishonor. The devil assists Job instead of harming him (Job 1+); the king of the Assyrians helps Daniel (Dan 3.1+); the three youths in the furnace profess God's grace (Dan 3.24); Isaiah praises the Hebrews when he was sawed in half (cf. Heb 11.37); Zachariah blessed his murderers [J.169] while standing between the temple and altar of incense (Mat 23.35-7); John proclaimed God's help when Herod beheaded him (Mat 14.1+); the Apostles [blessed] those who bound and persecuted them; all the martyrs loved [M.788] their persecutors and could not hold fast unless these athletes maintained their courage.
What greater love do we have than this faithful multitude of witnesses who displayed fortitude and unanimity? Let us neither be insensitive nor ungrateful towards them. With intercessors like these, we never lack their prayers and entreaties. The witness of their trust and hope is God when he spoke with Abraham. Abraham interceded with God not to destroy the city if he found ten just men in Sodom, not simply forty (Gen 18.32). We, like the Apostle, have a great cloud of witnesses and pronounce blessed those who rejoice in hope, persist in prayer, and recall the saints (Heb 12.1). The forty martyrs are powerful opponents against our enemies and worthy advocates before the Lord. Let a Christian depend upon their hope, resist the devil's temptations, rise against evil men and the seething wrath of tyrants which resembles the sea's ferocity. They should also be unconcerned with earthly matters which occupy most people, including any assistance which comes from the sky (cf. Gen 1.29-30). The bountiful grace of Christ is sufficient for every necessity and circumstances, to whom we should attribute all glory forever and ever. Amen."
(http://www.sage.edu/faculty/salomd/nyssa/martyrs.html)
Short Excerpt from St. Basil the Great's Homily on the Forty Martyrs
"O sainted band! O sacred fraternity! O invincible army! protectors of the human race, solace of the troubled, hope of your petitioners, most powerful intercessors, light of the world, bloom both intellectual and material of the Churches! The earth has not hidden you from sight, heaven has received you. May its gates be opened to you. The spectacle is worthy of angels and patriarchs, prophets, and just."
(http://www.fordham.edu/halsall/basis/johndamascus-images.html; full Greek text available here: http://users.uoa.gr/~nektar/orthodoxy/paterikon/basil_the_great_homilia_40_martyrs.htm)
For a sermon by St. Theodore the Studite on the Holy Forty Martyrs, see: http://www.johnsanidopoulos.com/2010/03/sermon-for-feast-of-forty-holy-martyrs.html.
For more on the Forty Martyrs and the Monastery of Xeropotamou on Mount Athos, along with two miracles, see: http://www.johnsanidopoulos.com/2010/03/xeropotamou-monastery-and-forty-holy.html.
Stichera Idiomela of the Forty Martyrs in Tone 2
by John the Monk
The holy Martyrs threw their clothes aside; fearlessly they entered the lake and encouraged one another: “Remember that our fallen nature has been deprived of Paradise! Let us care nothing for our corruptible flesh today! The serpent once deceived us, handing over our bodies to death; now let us win Resurrection for all! Let us scorn the ice and cold; let us hate our flesh, and Christ will crown us with the laurel of victory! He is our God and the Savior of our souls.
The holy Martyrs accepted their torments with joy. They hurried to the frozen lake as to a comforting bath. They said: “We will not fear the bitter cold. Only let us escape Gehenna's flames! Let a foot be burned, that it may rejoice eternally! Let a hand be lost, offered to the Lord in sacrifice! Let us not refuse death in the flesh! Embrace death, and Christ will crown us with the laurel of victory! He is our God, and the Savior of our souls.
The holy Martyrs bravely endured their present suffering; they rejoiced in things hoped for but not yet seen. They said to each other: “By stripping off our garments we have put off the old man. The winter is cold and bitter, but Paradise will be warm and sweet. The freezing is painful, but the reward will bring us joy. Let us not be defeated, O brothers! We suffer a little, but Christ will crown us with the laurel of victory. He is our God and the Savior of our souls.
(http://www.oca.org/PDF/liturgicaltexts/03.March/2010-0309-texts.doc)
This year I would like to share the posting from Full of Grace and Truth's blogspot on the Forty Holy Martyrs of Sebaste which is thorough and greatly edifying. I would like to thank the blogger behind that site because the postings found there are routinely edifying, uplifting and educational. To God be the glory--Forty Holy Martyrs, pray to God for us!
Pres. Candace
The Holy Forty Martyrs of Sebaste
The Holy
Forty Martyrs of Sebaste - Commemorated on March 9th
(http://christopherklitou.com/icon_9_march_the_forty_martyrs_of_sebaste.htm)
The Martyrdom of the Holy Forty Martyrs
"When the pagan Licinius ruled the eastern half of the Roman Empire (307-323 AD), it was his evil intent to eliminate Christianity from the lands under his control, and especially, for fear of treason, among the troops. One of his supporters was a cruel man by the name of Agricola who commanded the forces in the Armenian town of Sebaste, in what is now eastern Turkey. Among his soldiers were forty devout Christians who wielded equally well the sword of battle and the sword of the spirit, which is the word of God (Eph. 6:17). These men formed an elite bodyguard. When it came to Agricola's attention that they were Christians, he determined to force them to renounce their' faith and bow down to the pagan gods. He gave them two alternatives:
"Either offer sacrifice to the gods and earn great honors, or, in the event of your disobedience, be stripped of your military rank and fall into disgrace."
The soldiers were thrown into jail to think this over. That night they strengthened themselves singing psalms and praying. At midnight they were filled with holy fear upon hearing the voice of the Lord: "Good is the beginning of your resolve, but he who endures to the end will be saved" (Matt. 10:22 ).
The next morning Agrricola summoned them once again. This time he tried to persuade them by flattering words, praising their valor and their handsomeness. When the soldiers remained unmoved, they were again thrown into prison for a week to await the arrival of Licius, a prince of some authority.
During this time they prepared themselves for the trial of martyrdom. One of them, Cyrion by name, exhorted his fellow soldiers:
"God so ordained that we made friends with each other in this temporary life; let us try not to separate even in eternity; just as we have been found plea sing to a mortal king, so let us strive to be worthy of the favor of the immortal King, Christ our God."
Cyrion reminded his comrades in arms how God had miraculously helped them in time of battle and assured them that He would not forsake them now in their battle against the invisible enemy. When Licius arrived, the soldiers marched to the interrogation singing the psalm, "O God, in Thy name save me" (Ps. 53), as they always did when entering upon the field of contest.
Licius repeated Agricola's arguments of persuasion, alternating between threats and flattery. When he saw that words were of no avail, he ordered the soldiers sent to jail while he thought up a form of torture sure to change their minds.
After prayers that night, for a second time the soldiers heard the voice of the Lord:
"He who believes in Me, though he die, yet shall he live. Be bold and have no fear of short-lived torment which soon passes; endure...that you may receive crowns."
[“When [Licinius] threatened to strip them of their honor as soldiers, one of them, St. Candidus, responded, "Not only the honor of being a soldier, but take away our bodies, for nothing is more dear or honorable, to us than Christ our God." After that, the commander ordered his servants to stone the holy martyrs. While the servants were hurling stones at the Christians, the stones turned and fell back on the servants, severely striking them. One of the stones struck the commander's face and knocked out his teeth.” (http://www.westsrbdio.org/prolog/my.html?day=9&month=March)]
The next day the soldiers were led to a lake. It was winter and a frosty wind was blowing. The soldiers were stripped of their clothes and ordered to stand through the night in the freezing waters. A guard was set to watch over them. In order to tempt the holy warriors of Christ, warm baths were set up on the side of the lake. Anyone who agreed to sacrifice to the idols could flee the bitterly cold waters and warm his frozen bones in the baths. This was a great temptation which in the first cruel hour of the night overpowered one of the soldiers. Scarcely had he reached the baths, however, than he dropped to the ground and died.
Seeing this, the rest of the soldiers prayed the more earnestly to God: "Help us, O God our Saviour, for here we stand in the water and our feet are stained with our blood; ease the burden of our oppression and tame the cruelty of the air; O Lord our God-on Thee do we hope, let us not be ashamed, but let all understand that we who call upon Thee have been saved."
The
Holy Forty Martyrs, with Christ bestowing on them Crowns from
Heaven (Icon courtesy of
www.eikonografos.com used with permission)
Their prayer was heard. In the third hour of the night a warm light bathed the holy martyrs and melted the ice. By this time all but one of the guards had fallen asleep. The guard who was still awake had been amazed to witness the death of the soldier who had fled to the baths and to see that those in the water were still alive. Now, seeing this extraordinary light, he glanced upward to see where it came from and saw thirty-nine radiant crowns descending onto the heads of the saints, immediately, his heart was enlightened by the knowledge of the Truth. He roused the sleeping guards and, throwing off his clothes, ran into the lake shouting for all to hear, "I am a Christian too!" His name was Aglaius, and he brought the number of martyrs once again to forty.
The next morning the evil judqes came to the lake and were enraged to find that not only were the captives still alive, but that one of the guards had joined them. The martyrs were then taken back to prison and subjected to torture; the bones of their legs were crushed by sledge-hammers. The mother of one of the youngest, Heliton, stood by and encouraged them to endure this trial. To their last breath the martyrs sang out, "Our help is in the name of the Lord," and they all gave up their souls to God. Only Meliton remained alive, though barely breathing.
Taking her dying son upon her shoulders, the mother followed the cart on which the bodies of the soldiers were being taken to be burned. When her son at last gave up his soul, she placed him on the cart with his fellow athletes of Christ.
The funeral-pyre burned out leaving only the martyrs' bones. Knowing that Christians would collect these relics to the eternal glory of the martyrs and their God, the judges ordered them to be thrown into the nearby river. That night, however, the holy martyrs appeared to the blessed bishop [Peter] of Sebaste and told him to recover the bones from the river. Together with some of his clergy, the bishop went secretly that night to the river where the bones of the martyrs shone like stars in the water, enabling them to be collected to the very last fragment. So also do the holy martyrs shine like stars in the world, encouraging and inspiring believers everywhere to be faithful to Christ even to the end.
[For a full account of the finding of the Holy Relics of the Forty Martyrs, see: http://www.johnsanidopoulos.com/2010/03/discovery-of-relics-of-forty-holy.html.]
Thus they finished the good course of martyrdom in 320, and their names are: Acacius, Aetius, Aglaius, Alexander, Angus, Athanasius, Candidus, Chudion, Claudius, Cyril, Cyrion, Dometian, Domnus, Ecdicius, Elias, Eunoicus, Eutyches, Eutychius, Flavius, Gaius, Gorgonius, Helianus, Herachus, Hesychius, John, Lysimachus, Meliton, Nicholas, Philoctemon, Priscus, Sacerdon, Severian, Sisinius, Smaragdus, Theodulus, Theophilus, Valens, Valerius, Vivianus, and Xanthias."
(http://www.40martyrs.org/forty-martyrs.html)
The
Holy Forty Martyrs (Icon courtesy of
www.eikonografos.com used with
permission)
Excerpt from St. Gregory of Nyssa's Homilies on the Forty Martyrs
"I wish to commemorate one person who spoke of their noble testimony because I am close to Ibora, the village and resting place of these forty martyrs' remains. Here the Romans keep a register of soldiers, one of whom was a guard ordered by his commander to protect against invasions, a practice common to soldiers in such remote areas. This man suffered from an injured foot which was later amputated. Being in the martyrs' resting place, he earnestly beseeched God and the intercession of the saints. One night there appeared a man of venerable appearance in the company of others who said, "Oh soldier, do you want to be healed [J.167] of your infirmity? Give me your foot that I may touch it." When he awoke from the dream, his foot was completely healed. Once he awoke from this vision, his foot was restored to health. He roused the other sleeping men because he was immediately cured and made whole. This men then began to proclaim the miracle performed by the martyrs and acknowledged the kindness bestowed by these fellow soldiers.
I will now speak of an important matter which concerns me. At one time we were observing the first feast day when the cinerary urn containing [the martyrs] remains was transferred to a church. When I was young, my mother [M.785] (for her life in God wonderfully adorned this feast day) asked me to participate in the celebration. Although I was not present and counted among the congregation, she urged me even though I was occupied and failed to comprehend her request. I therefore did not delay to attend this feast and put aside my numerous concerns before attending the synod. At the time I was keeping watch at night in the garden where people honored the saints' remains by reciting psalms. A vision then appeared behind those who were sleeping and seemed to enter the garden where the night watch was posted. When I approached the gate, a multitude of soldiers stationed at the entrance rose up, brandished their weapons in a threatening manner and prevented anyone from entering. They beat me with the exception of one who appeared more human and then fled. When I woke up and realized that I abandoned my calling, [J.168], I understood what this fearful vision of soldiers had wanted and shed many tears in my perplexity. I bitterly wept over the saints' urn that God pardon me and that the holy soldiers forgive my insensibility.
I have mentioned this for the purpose of strengthening our faith because the martyrs are alive; they are our bodyguards and companions who even today serve and adorn the Church. The tessarakoste [40th day or observance of the martyrs' feast] of the forty martyrs is a splendid, renowned feast which celebrates their memory and is of greater importance than other monthly feasts. The hardship of winter is thus no longer severe, nor do I bitterly complain of its ferocity. Instead, it has become an occasion to recall their persecution and serves as a holy phalanx. Similarly, the mother of the seven Maccabeans (cf. 2Mac 7.1+) loved God with her soul instead of her body and did not reproach the cruel tyrant of Antioch in Syria. She courageously bore the punishment leveled against her sons (She was well disposed towards this desolation and considered her bereavement as a support). She suffered, for example, when Stephen was stoned (Acts 7.1+) but saw that he was brought to life. Thus we should receive mercy from these combatants of God who come to our help because they enabled us to become not only instruments of doing good but by engaging in combat. Our enemies do good when they are hostile and thereby cause no dishonor. The devil assists Job instead of harming him (Job 1+); the king of the Assyrians helps Daniel (Dan 3.1+); the three youths in the furnace profess God's grace (Dan 3.24); Isaiah praises the Hebrews when he was sawed in half (cf. Heb 11.37); Zachariah blessed his murderers [J.169] while standing between the temple and altar of incense (Mat 23.35-7); John proclaimed God's help when Herod beheaded him (Mat 14.1+); the Apostles [blessed] those who bound and persecuted them; all the martyrs loved [M.788] their persecutors and could not hold fast unless these athletes maintained their courage.
What greater love do we have than this faithful multitude of witnesses who displayed fortitude and unanimity? Let us neither be insensitive nor ungrateful towards them. With intercessors like these, we never lack their prayers and entreaties. The witness of their trust and hope is God when he spoke with Abraham. Abraham interceded with God not to destroy the city if he found ten just men in Sodom, not simply forty (Gen 18.32). We, like the Apostle, have a great cloud of witnesses and pronounce blessed those who rejoice in hope, persist in prayer, and recall the saints (Heb 12.1). The forty martyrs are powerful opponents against our enemies and worthy advocates before the Lord. Let a Christian depend upon their hope, resist the devil's temptations, rise against evil men and the seething wrath of tyrants which resembles the sea's ferocity. They should also be unconcerned with earthly matters which occupy most people, including any assistance which comes from the sky (cf. Gen 1.29-30). The bountiful grace of Christ is sufficient for every necessity and circumstances, to whom we should attribute all glory forever and ever. Amen."
(http://www.sage.edu/faculty/salomd/nyssa/martyrs.html)
Short Excerpt from St. Basil the Great's Homily on the Forty Martyrs
"O sainted band! O sacred fraternity! O invincible army! protectors of the human race, solace of the troubled, hope of your petitioners, most powerful intercessors, light of the world, bloom both intellectual and material of the Churches! The earth has not hidden you from sight, heaven has received you. May its gates be opened to you. The spectacle is worthy of angels and patriarchs, prophets, and just."
(http://www.fordham.edu/halsall/basis/johndamascus-images.html; full Greek text available here: http://users.uoa.gr/~nektar/orthodoxy/paterikon/basil_the_great_homilia_40_martyrs.htm)
For a sermon by St. Theodore the Studite on the Holy Forty Martyrs, see: http://www.johnsanidopoulos.com/2010/03/sermon-for-feast-of-forty-holy-martyrs.html.
For more on the Forty Martyrs and the Monastery of Xeropotamou on Mount Athos, along with two miracles, see: http://www.johnsanidopoulos.com/2010/03/xeropotamou-monastery-and-forty-holy.html.
The Troparion of the Forty Martyrs
in Tone 1
Those noble soldiers of the Master of all
let us honor, for they were united by their faith as they passed through fire
and water, and being enlisted by Christ they entered to divine refreshment. Now
those pious warriors stand and intercede with Christ God for those who cry out.
Glory to Him that hath given you strength. Glory to him that hath crowned you.
Glory to Him that made you wondrous, Holy Forty Martyrs.
Another Troparion of the Forty
Martyrs in Tone 1
Be Thou entreated for the sake of the
sufferings of Thy Saints which they endured for Thee, O Lord and do Thou heal
all our pains, we pray, O Friend of man.
The Kontakion of the Forty Martyrs
in Tone 2
Having left every military array on the
world, ye cleaved unto the Master Who is in the Heavens, O Forty Prizewinners of
the Lord; for having passed through fire and water, O blessed ones, ye rightly
received glory from Heaven and a multitude of crowns.
The Holy
Forty Martyrs of Sebaste, 14th Century portable mosaic icon (http://pravicon.com/images/sv/s1838/s1838002.jpg)
Stichera Idiomela of the Forty Martyrs in Tone 2
by John the Monk
The holy Martyrs threw their clothes aside; fearlessly they entered the lake and encouraged one another: “Remember that our fallen nature has been deprived of Paradise! Let us care nothing for our corruptible flesh today! The serpent once deceived us, handing over our bodies to death; now let us win Resurrection for all! Let us scorn the ice and cold; let us hate our flesh, and Christ will crown us with the laurel of victory! He is our God and the Savior of our souls.
The holy Martyrs accepted their torments with joy. They hurried to the frozen lake as to a comforting bath. They said: “We will not fear the bitter cold. Only let us escape Gehenna's flames! Let a foot be burned, that it may rejoice eternally! Let a hand be lost, offered to the Lord in sacrifice! Let us not refuse death in the flesh! Embrace death, and Christ will crown us with the laurel of victory! He is our God, and the Savior of our souls.
The holy Martyrs bravely endured their present suffering; they rejoiced in things hoped for but not yet seen. They said to each other: “By stripping off our garments we have put off the old man. The winter is cold and bitter, but Paradise will be warm and sweet. The freezing is painful, but the reward will bring us joy. Let us not be defeated, O brothers! We suffer a little, but Christ will crown us with the laurel of victory. He is our God and the Savior of our souls.
(http://www.oca.org/PDF/liturgicaltexts/03.March/2010-0309-texts.doc)
The Holy
Forty Martyrs of Sebaste, 16th Century Fresco from Dionysiou Monastery, Mount
Athos (http://pravicon.com/images/sv/s1838/s1838003.jpg)
Through the prayers of our Holy
Fathers, Lord Jesus Christ our God, have mercy on us and save us!
Amen!
How the devil harms us
When the devil looks at a man who sincerely desires not to sin,
he is not so unintelligent as to suggest to him (as he would to a hardened
sinner) that he go and commit fornication or go and steal. He knows we do not want that and he does not
set out to tell us something we do not want to hear; but he finds out that
little bit of self-will or self-righteousness and through that, with the
appearance of well doing, he will do us harm.
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