<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1799114920282978173</id><updated>2010-01-04T15:17:55.344-05:00</updated><title type='text'>phos hilaron</title><subtitle type='html'>o joyful light</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojoyfullight.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojoyfullight.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;orderby=updated'/><author><name>dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13217297262702709978</uri><email>dylan_tm618@yahoo.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>70</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1799114920282978173.post-918212429483398549</id><published>2009-11-12T06:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T07:51:08.059-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Metropolitan Anthony of Sourozh</title><content type='html'>He died on the cross, and the operative words are the most tragic words of history: He, who is the Son of God, because he has accepted total, final, unreserved and unlimited solidarity with men in all their conditions, without participating in evil but accepting all its consequences; He, nailed on the cross, cries out the cry of forlorn humanity, 'My God, my God, why has thou forsaken me?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who are keen on exegesis explain to us that at that point He was rehearsing a verse of a prophetic song.  If you have seen anyone die a violent death you can't well imagine Him at the last moment rehearsing a prayer He had been taught when he was a little boy!  Besides, it is an error of vision -- for it is prophecy that is turned towards its fulfilment, not fulfilment that is supposed to recite words of prophecy.  No, it was something real.  When Christ said 'My God, my God why hast thou forsaken me', he was crying out, shouting out the words of a humanity that had lost God, and he was participating in that very thing which is the only real tragedy of humanity -- all the rest is a consequence.  The loss of God is death, is forlornness, is hunger, is separation.  All the tragedy of man is in one word, 'Godlessness'.  And He participates in our godlessness, not in the sense in which we reject God, but in a more tragic way, in a way in which one can lose what is the dearest, the holiest, the most precious, the very heart of one's life and soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: :: :: :: ::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from &lt;em&gt;God and Man&lt;/em&gt; (London: Darton, Longman &amp; Todd), pp. 86 &amp; 87&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1799114920282978173-918212429483398549?l=ojoyfullight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/918212429483398549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/918212429483398549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojoyfullight.blogspot.com/2009/11/metropolitan-anthony-of-sourozh.html' title='Metropolitan Anthony of Sourozh'/><author><name>dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13217297262702709978</uri><email>dylan_tm618@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14817866142580161285'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1799114920282978173.post-4057545139333967023</id><published>2009-10-09T22:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T22:32:20.287-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayers of Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>We, thy thankful and unworthy servants, praise and glorify thee, O Lord, for thy great benefits which we have received; we bless thee, we thank thee, we sing to thee and we magnify thy great goodness, and in lowliness and love we hymn thee : O Benefactor and Saviour, glory to thee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, unworthy recipients of thy benefits and gifts, as unprofitable servants dare to turn to thee, O Master, bringing thee thanks according to our powers, and glorifying and hymning thee, the Benefactor and Creator : glory to thee, O most bountiful God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Mother of God, help of Christians, we thy servants, having obtained thy protection, gratefully sing to thee : Hail, purest Virgin, Mother of God, our most speedy succour, ever deliver us by thy prayers from all evils.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1799114920282978173-4057545139333967023?l=ojoyfullight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/4057545139333967023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/4057545139333967023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojoyfullight.blogspot.com/2009/10/prayers-of-thanksgiving.html' title='Prayers of Thanksgiving'/><author><name>dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13217297262702709978</uri><email>dylan_tm618@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14817866142580161285'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1799114920282978173.post-5870558380096471334</id><published>2009-09-14T06:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T06:32:58.462-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Exaltation of the Honourable and Life-giving Cross</title><content type='html'>We venerate the wood of thy Cross, O thou who lovest mankind, for upon it thou, the life of all, wast nailed. O Saviour, thou hast opened paradise to the thief who turned to thee in faith, and thou hast counted him worthy of blessedness when he confessed to thee crying, 'O Lord, remember me.' Accept us like him, as we cry : We have all sinned, in thy merciful kindness despise us not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1799114920282978173-5870558380096471334?l=ojoyfullight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/5870558380096471334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/5870558380096471334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojoyfullight.blogspot.com/2009/09/exaltation-of-honourable-and-life.html' title='Exaltation of the Honourable and Life-giving Cross'/><author><name>dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13217297262702709978</uri><email>dylan_tm618@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14817866142580161285'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1799114920282978173.post-368305738041876792</id><published>2009-06-21T12:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T12:39:08.891-04:00</updated><title type='text'>St Isaac the Syrian</title><content type='html'>No one ascends to heaven with comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Quoted by Patriarch Bartholomew in his book &lt;em&gt;Encountering the Mystery&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1799114920282978173-368305738041876792?l=ojoyfullight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/368305738041876792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/368305738041876792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojoyfullight.blogspot.com/2009/06/st-isaac-syrian.html' title='St Isaac the Syrian'/><author><name>dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13217297262702709978</uri><email>dylan_tm618@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14817866142580161285'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1799114920282978173.post-2865379164467338361</id><published>2009-06-19T06:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T06:12:11.995-04:00</updated><title type='text'>St Ephrem</title><content type='html'>Immaculate and pure Virgin Mary, Mother of God, queen of the universe, you are above all the saints, the hope of the patriarchs and the joy of the saints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through you we have been reconciled with God. You are the only advocate of sinners and the safe refuge of those who sail the sea of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the consolation of the world, the ransom of captives, the joy of the sick, the comfort of the afflicted, the refuge and the salvation of the whole world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1799114920282978173-2865379164467338361?l=ojoyfullight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/2865379164467338361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/2865379164467338361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojoyfullight.blogspot.com/2009/06/st-ephrem.html' title='St Ephrem'/><author><name>dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13217297262702709978</uri><email>dylan_tm618@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14817866142580161285'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1799114920282978173.post-1497941782005414611</id><published>2009-06-13T07:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T07:42:59.744-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Prayer of St Basil the Great</title><content type='html'>O Lord Almighty, God of Angelic hosts and of all flesh, that dwellest in the highest, and carest for the humble, that searchest the reins and the heart, and clearly discernest the hidden things of men, Light from eternity and ever-existent, with whom is no variableness neither shadow of turning : Do thou, O King immortal, receive our prayers which we, trusting in the multitude of thy mercies, offer to thee at this present time from our soiled lips; forgive us our transgressions which we have committed knowingly or unknowingly in thought or word or deed; and cleanse us from all stain of body or soul.  Grant us to pass through all the night of this present life with vigilant heart and sober thought, in expectancy of the coming of the bright and manifest day of thy Only-begotten Son, our Lord God and Saviour, Jesus Christ, in which shall come with glory the Judgement of all men, when to each shall be given the reward of his works : may we not fall away into sloth, but take courage and, being roused to action, be found ready and enter into the joy and the divine bride-chamber of his glory, where the voice of those that feast is never silent, and the delight of those that behold the inexpressible beauty of thy countenance passeth all telling; for thou art the true Light that enlighteneth and sanctifieth every manner of thing, and thee doth every creature hymn.  Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1799114920282978173-1497941782005414611?l=ojoyfullight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/1497941782005414611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/1497941782005414611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojoyfullight.blogspot.com/2009/06/prayer-of-st-basil-great.html' title='A Prayer of St Basil the Great'/><author><name>dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13217297262702709978</uri><email>dylan_tm618@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14817866142580161285'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1799114920282978173.post-2614540863633219469</id><published>2009-06-10T18:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T21:40:05.214-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Prayer by St Antiokh</title><content type='html'>O Almighty Lord, Word of the Father, Jesus Christ, who art thyself perfect, for thy great mercy's sake do thou never depart from me, thy servant, but ever abide in me.  O Jesus, Good Shepherd of thy sheep, let me not fall into the disobedience of the serpent, nor leave me to the will of Satan, for the seed of corruption is in me.  Do thou, therefore, O Lord God whom we worship, O Holy King Jesus, preserve me while I sleep with thy unchanging light, thy Holy Spirit, wherewith thou didst sanctify thy disciples.  Grant, O Lord, even to me, thy unworthy servant, thy salvation upon my bed; enlighten my mind with the light of the understanding of thy holy Gospel, my soul with the love of thy Cross, my heart with the purity of thy Word, my body with thy passionless passion; preserve my thought in thy humility, and rouse me at the fit time to glorify thee.  For thou art glorified above all, with thy Eternal Father and with the most Holy Spirit for evermore.  Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1799114920282978173-2614540863633219469?l=ojoyfullight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/2614540863633219469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/2614540863633219469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojoyfullight.blogspot.com/2009/06/prayer-by-st-antiokh.html' title='A Prayer by St Antiokh'/><author><name>dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13217297262702709978</uri><email>dylan_tm618@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14817866142580161285'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1799114920282978173.post-948462758824400485</id><published>2009-06-08T12:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T12:42:36.872-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Staretz Silouan of Mount Athos</title><content type='html'>It is one thing to speak of God; it is quite another thing to know God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1799114920282978173-948462758824400485?l=ojoyfullight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/948462758824400485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/948462758824400485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojoyfullight.blogspot.com/2009/06/staretz-silouan-of-mount-athos.html' title='Staretz Silouan of Mount Athos'/><author><name>dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13217297262702709978</uri><email>dylan_tm618@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14817866142580161285'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1799114920282978173.post-3927647002420592054</id><published>2009-06-06T20:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T20:25:48.021-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Points to Remember</title><content type='html'>(from Archbishop Paul of Finland's &lt;em&gt;The Faith We Hold&lt;/em&gt;, p. 90)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you pray you meet the holy God in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to succeed in your life of prayer, try sincerely to make your conscience clear in relation to God, your neighbour and earthly possessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, do not hesitate to approach God in prayer, however bad you feel yourself to be; all our sins are but a drop compared to the ocean of God's love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1799114920282978173-3927647002420592054?l=ojoyfullight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/3927647002420592054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/3927647002420592054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojoyfullight.blogspot.com/2009/06/points-to-remember.html' title='Points to Remember'/><author><name>dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13217297262702709978</uri><email>dylan_tm618@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14817866142580161285'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1799114920282978173.post-2111641907474787925</id><published>2009-06-05T08:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T08:42:00.384-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Inmost Self</title><content type='html'>It is just as impossible for a man to prevent thoughts as it is to stop the wind by spreading one's cloak.  That is what an elder told his disciple.  Nevertheless there is something essential that can be done.  The elder explained it in the following parable:  "You are walking along a road and come to a place where there is a restaurant.  Enticing odors of food come from the restaurant.  But still it rests with you whether you go in and have a meal or pass by."  By enticing odors the elder meant involuntary bad thoughts that enter our consciousness.  We can stop to examine them:  then we "go in"; in other words, we take a liking to them and admit them into our hearts.  Thus we have already sinned in our thoughts and hearts.  But we can also "pass by," in which case the evil thought or image that passed our consciousness is not considered a sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archbishop PAUL of Finland, &lt;em&gt;The Faith We Hold&lt;/em&gt; (SVS Press, 1980), p. 68&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1799114920282978173-2111641907474787925?l=ojoyfullight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/2111641907474787925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/2111641907474787925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojoyfullight.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-inmost-self.html' title='Our Inmost Self'/><author><name>dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13217297262702709978</uri><email>dylan_tm618@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14817866142580161285'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1799114920282978173.post-7217531084593871664</id><published>2009-05-31T15:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T16:01:09.441-04:00</updated><title type='text'>After Holy Communion</title><content type='html'>Freely Thou hast given me Thy Body for my food, O Thou who art a fire consuming the unworthy.  Consume me not, O my Creator, but instead enter my members, my veins, my heart.  Consume the thorns of my transgressions.  Cleanse my soul and sanctify my reasonings ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show me to be a temple of Thy One Spirit, and not the home of many sins.  May every evil thing, every carnal passion, flee from me as from a fire as I become Thy tabernacle through Communion ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1799114920282978173-7217531084593871664?l=ojoyfullight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/7217531084593871664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/7217531084593871664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojoyfullight.blogspot.com/2009/05/after-holy-communion.html' title='After Holy Communion'/><author><name>dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13217297262702709978</uri><email>dylan_tm618@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14817866142580161285'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1799114920282978173.post-1917694675752681809</id><published>2009-05-19T13:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T14:04:54.414-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer before Holy Communion</title><content type='html'>I believe, O Lord, and I confess that Thou art truly the Christ, the Son of the living God, who camest into the world to save sinners, of whom I am first.  I believe also that this is truly Thine own most pure Body, and that this is truly Thine own precious Blood.  Therefore I pray Thee:  have mercy upon me and forgive my transgressions both voluntary and involuntary, of word and deed, committed in knowledge or in ignorance.  And make me worthy to partake without condemnation of Thy most pure Mysteries, for the remission of my sins, and unto life everlasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of Thy Mystical Supper, O Son of God, accept me today as a communicant; for I will not speak of Thy Mystery to Thine enemies, neither like Judas will I give Thee a kiss; but like the thief will I confess Thee:  Remember me, O Lord, in Thy Kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the communion of Thy holy Mysteries be neither to my judgment, nor to my condemnation, O Lord, but to the healing of soul and body.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1799114920282978173-1917694675752681809?l=ojoyfullight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/1917694675752681809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/1917694675752681809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojoyfullight.blogspot.com/2009/05/prayer-before-holy-communion.html' title='Prayer before Holy Communion'/><author><name>dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13217297262702709978</uri><email>dylan_tm618@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14817866142580161285'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1799114920282978173.post-7713973486051049143</id><published>2009-05-06T16:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T16:06:29.457-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer to the Most Holy Trinity, by St Basil the Great</title><content type='html'>Arising from sleep I thank thee, O Holy Trinity, that, for the sake of thy great kindness and long-suffering, thou hast not had indignation against me, for I am slothful and sinful, neither hast thou destroyed me in my transgressions : but thou hast shown thy customary love towards man, and hast raised me up as I lay in heedlessness, that I might sing my morning hymn and glorify thy sovranty.  Do thou now enlighten the eyes of my understanding, open my ears to receive thy words and teach me thy commandments.  Help me to do thy will, to hymn thee, to confess thee from my heart, and to extol thine All-holy name, of Father, Son and Holy Ghost, now and for ever, and unto the ages of ages.  Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1799114920282978173-7713973486051049143?l=ojoyfullight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/7713973486051049143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/7713973486051049143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojoyfullight.blogspot.com/2009/05/prayer-to-most-holy-trinity-by-st-basil.html' title='Prayer to the Most Holy Trinity, by St Basil the Great'/><author><name>dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13217297262702709978</uri><email>dylan_tm618@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14817866142580161285'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1799114920282978173.post-6477219003272979247</id><published>2009-04-27T18:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T18:25:00.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisdom 15:1-3</title><content type='html'>But thou, O God, art gracious and true, longsuffering, and in mercy ordering all things,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;For if we sin, we are thine, knowing thy power: but we will not sin, knowing that we are counted thine.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;For to know thee is perfect righteousness: yea, to know thy power is the root of immortality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1799114920282978173-6477219003272979247?l=ojoyfullight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/6477219003272979247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/6477219003272979247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojoyfullight.blogspot.com/2009/04/wisdom-151-3.html' title='Wisdom 15:1-3'/><author><name>dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13217297262702709978</uri><email>dylan_tm618@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14817866142580161285'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1799114920282978173.post-8519410803647533803</id><published>2009-04-22T18:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T18:55:08.209-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Olivier Clément</title><content type='html'>We need to discover our own finiteness, and at the same time our longing for the infinite, that we are not self-sufficient, that we have not the source of joy within ourselves, that at every moment we must receive ourselves at the Gospel's merciful hand -- and this word "Gospel" resounds with all the depth of the Unknowable and the wonderful trust of the child discovering his origin.  In the Gospel the very root of sin is the pretense that we can save ourselves by our own effort, that we can find security in ourselves and one another.  This was the condition the Pharisees had been brought to in the end by their strict keeping of the law.  To save ourselves we must give up all security, any notion of being self-sufficient; we must look at the world with wonder, gratefully receiving it anew, with its mysterious promise of the infinite.  Everything -- the world, history, other people and myself -- can be a source of revelation, because through everything we can discern, like a watermark, the face of the Risen Christ, the Friend who secretly shares with each of us the bread of affliction and the wine of mirth.  To this paradox, that the Inaccessible has allowed himself to be crucified for us to reveal that "God is love," our only response can be one of humility and trust, tearing ourselves away from all that holds us back, in our desire to worship, even in the midst of our suffering.  The publicans and harlots enter the Kingdom before the just because they are well aware that they cannot save themselves; knowing the wretchedness of their condition, they are open to the Love that has come within their reach. [...]  It is the consciousness of a desire that cannot be satisfied, the inner emptiness crying out to be filled with it knows not what.  "The hearts of human beings," says Nicolas Cabasilas, "were made great enough to contain God himself."  If they do not contain the Uncreated they will turn their desire toward created objects, and then only nothingness can spring forth, for every person is a gaping space waiting to be filled with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(from &lt;em&gt;On Human Being&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1799114920282978173-8519410803647533803?l=ojoyfullight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/8519410803647533803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/8519410803647533803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojoyfullight.blogspot.com/2009/04/olivier-cl.html' title='Olivier Cl&amp;eacute;ment'/><author><name>dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13217297262702709978</uri><email>dylan_tm618@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14817866142580161285'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1799114920282978173.post-2591536012340493857</id><published>2009-04-15T20:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T20:45:01.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'>St John Chrysostom</title><content type='html'>As long as we remain sheep, we overcome. Even though we may be surrounded by a thousand wolves, we overcome and are victorious. But as soon as we are wolves, we are beaten: for then we lose the support from the Shepherd who feeds not wolves, but only sheep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(from Homily 34 on St Matthew)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1799114920282978173-2591536012340493857?l=ojoyfullight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/2591536012340493857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/2591536012340493857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojoyfullight.blogspot.com/2009/04/st-john-chrysostom.html' title='St John Chrysostom'/><author><name>dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13217297262702709978</uri><email>dylan_tm618@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14817866142580161285'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1799114920282978173.post-3050871732026521108</id><published>2009-03-06T15:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T15:48:24.424-05:00</updated><title type='text'>St Ephrem the Syrian</title><content type='html'>Woe is me, a sinner!  For because of my weakness I have become defiled, and ever do I defile the purity of my heart.  Apathy and slothfulness have shamed the boldness of my heart.  Evil desire commands me, like a master commands his slave, and I, like a child, immediately obey with fear.  It leads me into sin and this gladdens me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woe is me, O Lord!  Your grace draws me toward life, but I instead prefer death.  You take pains that I might become as honorable as the angels; but I, in my depravity, debase myself.  My sins have multiplied, O Lord, and ceaselessly do they multiply and there is no limit to their multitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And who will mourn for me or pray for me?  Do you, O my Savior, yourself condescend to have mercy on me through your grace and regard me who despair with compassion!  For how will I pray to you, O Master, when my mouth is filled with vile words?  Or how will I sing praises to you, when my conscience is defiled?  Or how will I love you, when I am filled with passions?  Or how will truth dwell in me, when I have cursed myself with lies?  Or how will I call upon you, when I have not kept your commandments?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1799114920282978173-3050871732026521108?l=ojoyfullight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/3050871732026521108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/3050871732026521108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojoyfullight.blogspot.com/2009/03/st-ephrem-syrian.html' title='St Ephrem the Syrian'/><author><name>dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13217297262702709978</uri><email>dylan_tm618@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14817866142580161285'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1799114920282978173.post-8076869939094660237</id><published>2009-01-24T06:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T07:05:16.769-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer for the Departed</title><content type='html'>With the souls of the righteous dead, give rest, O Saviour, to the soul of thy servant &lt;em&gt;N.&lt;/em&gt;, preserving him unto the life of blessedness which is with thee, O Thou who lovest mankind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the place of thy rest, O Lord, where all thy Saints repose, give rest also to the soul of thy servant &lt;em&gt;N.&lt;/em&gt;, for thou alone lovest mankind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Ghost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thou art the God who didst descend into hell and loose the bonds of the captives.  Do thou give rest also to the soul of thy servant &lt;em&gt;N.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both now and ever, and unto the ages of ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Virgin, alone pure and undefiled, who without seed didst bring forth God, pray thou that his soul may be saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the Saints give rest, O Christ, to the soul of thy servant &lt;em&gt;N.&lt;/em&gt;, where there is neither sickness, nor sorrow, nor sighing, but life everlasting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1799114920282978173-8076869939094660237?l=ojoyfullight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/8076869939094660237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/8076869939094660237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojoyfullight.blogspot.com/2009/01/prayer-for-departed.html' title='Prayer for the Departed'/><author><name>dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13217297262702709978</uri><email>dylan_tm618@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14817866142580161285'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1799114920282978173.post-6731329064214152599</id><published>2009-01-19T16:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T16:28:36.455-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer</title><content type='html'>O Lord,&lt;br /&gt;when we consider what we are&lt;br /&gt;and remember our mistakes,&lt;br /&gt;then, conscious of our misdeeds,&lt;br /&gt;our thoughts turn&lt;br /&gt;to your terrible day of judgement;&lt;br /&gt;our assurance of a favourable verdict&lt;br /&gt;lies in our one and only refuge&lt;br /&gt;who loves all mankind;&lt;br /&gt;and so it is right&lt;br /&gt;that we pray you now&lt;br /&gt;to grant us&lt;br /&gt;the great gift of your merciful forbearance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the grace, mercy&lt;br /&gt;and all-embracing love&lt;br /&gt;of your only-begotten Son,&lt;br /&gt;to whom with you&lt;br /&gt;and your holy and life-giving Spirit&lt;br /&gt;be all blessing,&lt;br /&gt;now and for ever,&lt;br /&gt;to the ages of ages.  Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1799114920282978173-6731329064214152599?l=ojoyfullight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/6731329064214152599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/6731329064214152599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojoyfullight.blogspot.com/2009/01/prayer.html' title='Prayer'/><author><name>dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13217297262702709978</uri><email>dylan_tm618@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14817866142580161285'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1799114920282978173.post-2385803956882652997</id><published>2009-01-17T16:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T16:53:48.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'>St Leontius of Cyprus</title><content type='html'>Through heaven and earth and sea, through wood and stone, through all creation visible and invisible, I offer veneration to the Creator and Master and Maker of all things.  For the creation does not venerate the Maker directly and by itself, but it is through me that the heavens declare the glory of God, through me the moon worships God, through me the stars glorify him, through me the waters and showers of rain, the dews and all creation, venerate God and give him glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: :: :: :: ::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Quoted by Bishop Kallistos Ware in &lt;em&gt;The Orthodox Way&lt;/em&gt;, SVS Press, 1995, with the comment that "man is priest of the creation through his power to give thanks and to offer the creation back to God"; &lt;em&gt;op. cit.&lt;/em&gt;, p. 54)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1799114920282978173-2385803956882652997?l=ojoyfullight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/2385803956882652997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/2385803956882652997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojoyfullight.blogspot.com/2009/01/st-leontius-of-cyprus.html' title='St Leontius of Cyprus'/><author><name>dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13217297262702709978</uri><email>dylan_tm618@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14817866142580161285'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1799114920282978173.post-8743182002469799711</id><published>2009-01-11T07:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T07:37:33.355-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer at the Beginning of the Day</title><content type='html'>(by Metropolitan Philaret of Moscow, d. 1867)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Lord, grant me to greet the coming day in peace.  Help me in all things to rely upon thy holy will.  In every hour of the day reveal thy will to me.  Bless my dealings with all who surround me.  Teach me to treat all that comes to me throughout the day with peace of soul, and with firm conviction that thy will governs all.  In all my deeds and words guide my thoughts and feelings.  In unforeseen events let me not forget that all are sent by thee.  Teach me to act firmly and wisely, without embittering and embarrassing others.  Give me strength to bear the fatigue of the coming day with all that it shall bring.  Direct my will, teach me to pray, pray thou thyself in me.  Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1799114920282978173-8743182002469799711?l=ojoyfullight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/8743182002469799711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/8743182002469799711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojoyfullight.blogspot.com/2009/01/prayer-at-beginning-of-day.html' title='Prayer at the Beginning of the Day'/><author><name>dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13217297262702709978</uri><email>dylan_tm618@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14817866142580161285'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1799114920282978173.post-5915769593158857863</id><published>2008-11-30T19:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T19:22:43.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Paul Evdokimov</title><content type='html'>In the catacombs, the most frequent image is the figure of a woman in prayer, the &lt;em&gt;Orans&lt;/em&gt;; she represents the one true attitude of the human soul. It is not enough to &lt;em&gt;say&lt;/em&gt; prayers; one must become, &lt;em&gt;be&lt;/em&gt; prayer, prayer incarnate. It is not enough to have moments of praise. All of life, each act, every gesture, even the smile of the human face, must become a hymn of adoration, an offering, a prayer. One should not offer what one has, but what one is. ... It translates the message of the Gospel : &lt;em&gt;khaíre&lt;/em&gt;, "rejoice and be glad," "let everything that has breath praise the Lord." This is the astonishing lightening of the weight of the world, when man's own heaviness vanishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Via &lt;em&gt;Daily Readings in Orthodox Spirituality&lt;/em&gt;, ed. P. Bouteneff (Templegate Publishers, 1996), p. 55. Originally appeared in &lt;em&gt;The Sacrament of Love&lt;/em&gt; (SVS Press, 1985), pp. 61-63.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1799114920282978173-5915769593158857863?l=ojoyfullight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/5915769593158857863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/5915769593158857863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojoyfullight.blogspot.com/2008/11/paul-evdokimov_1825.html' title='Paul Evdokimov'/><author><name>dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13217297262702709978</uri><email>dylan_tm618@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14817866142580161285'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1799114920282978173.post-3574374601910224994</id><published>2008-11-30T19:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T19:14:54.185-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Paul Evdokimov</title><content type='html'>Eve is called "mother of all the living," but the author of Genesis who, in his prophetic clear-sightedness assigned this name, envisioned infinitely more than a mere biological continuation, more than a "seal of grace promised," more than the prospect that from such a race, would arise "the queen arrayed in gold of Ophir" (Ps 45:10). Our biological conformity to the life of our species reflects our spiritual conformity to eternal life. The second Eve was proclaimed "God-bearer" (&lt;em&gt;Theotokos&lt;/em&gt;) by the Third Ecumenical Council (Ephesus, 431). The one who gives birth to the Eternal God, the one who gives human life to the Ever-Living One, is herself immortalized. It is in this magnificent sense that Eve is called Life (Gen 3:20). Now we can understand why it is the woman who received the message of salvation. The message of the Annunciation is addressed to a woman; the risen Christ appears first to a woman, and it is "the woman robed with the sun" (Rev 12:1) who represents the New Jerusalem. &lt;em&gt;Scripture exalts woman as the religious element of human nature.&lt;/em&gt; Woman is the mouth of humanity through with the humble "Be it done unto me" (&lt;em&gt;fiat&lt;/em&gt;) of the servant of God replied to the creative &lt;em&gt;fiat&lt;/em&gt; ("Let it be done") of the heavenly Father. Woman is this free "Amen" of all humanity which, in the work of the Incarnation, becomes the indispensable human foundation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul Evdokimov, &lt;em&gt;Woman and the Salvation of the World : A Christian Anthropology on the Charisms of Women&lt;/em&gt;, trans. A. P. Gythiel (St Vladimir's Seminary Press, 1994), pp. 155-6.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1799114920282978173-3574374601910224994?l=ojoyfullight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/3574374601910224994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/3574374601910224994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojoyfullight.blogspot.com/2008/11/paul-evdokimov_30.html' title='Paul Evdokimov'/><author><name>dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13217297262702709978</uri><email>dylan_tm618@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14817866142580161285'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1799114920282978173.post-7665856858791842258</id><published>2008-11-20T00:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T00:36:26.798-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Paul Evdokimov</title><content type='html'>From his book &lt;em&gt;Woman and the Salvation of the World&lt;/em&gt; (St Vladimir's Seminary Press, 1994), pp. 223-5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To woman belongs the task of correcting the masculine zeal that blunders so frequently, deeper and deeper, into a profanation of the mysteries, to the detriment of the spiritual values.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: :: ::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Kontakion of the Annunciation, the Virgin is called the "victorious leader of triumphant hosts" -- not as a woman warrior but as one who is, by nature, deadly to demons and invincible by her triumphant purity. She has the power to bruise the head of the serpent, but not by her deeds (the domain of the masculine). It is through her very being that "in her invincible power, she keeps us free from every peril."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: :: ::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that a woman gave birth to God shows the power of every woman, when she is indeed a "new creation," to bring forth God in devastated souls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: :: ::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salvation will come only from holiness; but in the conditions of actual life, sanctity is more at home to woman. The Virgin "treasured up all these things in her heart" (Lk 2:51); every woman holds an innate intimacy, almost a complicity, with the tradition, with the continuity of life. In God, existence coincides with essence. In holiness, a woman is more apt to come close to this relationship of essence and existence through the power of humility, since "humility is the art of finding oneself exactly at one's place." In contrast to all egalitarianism and all demands, this is the most natural resplendence of her charismatic state. This is the ministry of the Paraclete, the grace of consolation and of joy, which presupposes a feminine being as a mother for whom each being is a child. The world will be saved by Beauty -- not just any beauty, but that of the Holy Spirit, that of the woman "robed with the sun."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1799114920282978173-7665856858791842258?l=ojoyfullight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/7665856858791842258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/7665856858791842258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojoyfullight.blogspot.com/2008/11/paul-evdokimov_20.html' title='Paul Evdokimov'/><author><name>dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13217297262702709978</uri><email>dylan_tm618@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14817866142580161285'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1799114920282978173.post-6186424844485341110</id><published>2008-11-17T16:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T16:24:22.708-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Paul Evdokimov</title><content type='html'>In the immense cathedral which is the universe of God, each man, whether scholar or manual laborer, is called to act as the priest of his whole life -- to take all that is human, and to turn it into an offering and a hymn of glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Quoted by Bishop Kallistos Ware in &lt;em&gt;The Orthodox Way&lt;/em&gt;, SVS Press, 1995, p. 65)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1799114920282978173-6186424844485341110?l=ojoyfullight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/6186424844485341110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1799114920282978173/posts/default/6186424844485341110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojoyfullight.blogspot.com/2008/11/paul-evdokimov.html' title='Paul Evdokimov'/><author><name>dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13217297262702709978</uri><email>dylan_tm618@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14817866142580161285'/></author></entry></feed>