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24 June 2012

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“he who is constantly good”
St. Onuphrios the Great




Св. Онуфри Велики


Troparion, Tone 1
Through desire you have reached the spiritual desert,
Oh, divinely wise Onuphrios, and as fleshless
you have worked exploits in it, [you] labor-lover,
competing with the prophets Elijah and the Baptist,
and from the angelic hand you have delighted in the divine mysteries,
and you are now enjoying in the light of the Holy Trinity
together with them. Pray for us to be saved,
we who revere your memory.



Troparion (Tone 1)
In the flesh you lived the life of an Angel,
you were a citizen of the desert and a treasury of grace,
Oh Onuphrios adornment of Egypt.
Wherefore we honour your struggles as we sing to you:
Glory to Him Who has strengthened you;
glory to Him Who has made you wonderful;
glory to Him Who through you works healings for all.





Тропарь преподобного Онуфрия Великого
глас1
Желанием духовным пустыни достигл еси, богомудре Онуфрие,
и яко безплотен в ней многолетне подвизался еси трудолюбне,
соревнуя пророкам Илии и Крестителю:
и от руку ангельску таин божественных насладився,
ныне во свете Святыя Троицы купно с ними веселишеся.
Моли спастися нам, твою память почитающим. 
Тропарь преподобных Онуфрия и Петра
глас 4
Боже отец наших,
творяй присно с нами по Твоей кротости,
не отстави милость Твою от нас,
но молитвами их
в мире управи живот наш.


Молитва преподобному Онуфрию
О преизящный и превеликий пустынножителю, преподобне отче Онуфрие!
Похваляю твоя неизреченная чудотворения и житие пресветлое, еже еси препроводил от юности твоей даже и до старости: никтоже бо изчести возможет терпений и подвигов твоих, пречестне. Удивися преподобный Пафнутий твоему жестокому, еже в пустыни, житию, вкупе же и зело возрадовася, обрет тя единаго толиких подвигов исовершенства суща образ. Сего ради и подлинно испыта о трудех твоих святых и о еже колико имел еси временнаго жития. Темже и написа, яко шестьдесят лет и три в трудолюбии пребывая, в наготе претерпевая мраз и зной, в глубоцей пустыни со зверьми и птицы обитая, молитвы непрестанно творя, пожил еси. Сего ради ныне радость тебе приношу от недостойных устен моих, преподобне отче, преподобному Пафнутию радосте великая: сподобися бо при кончине со львы послужити тебе, погребсти тело твое и с тобою на Небеси жити, Илии Фесвитянину ревнителю, Иоанну Крестителю наследниче, друже Христов и снаследниче истинный, Египту умная красото, фивеом великое светило, Ливии красная доброто, финиксе краснопроцветающий, орле высокопарный, летающий в поднебесная, на Небесех гражданство обретый, идеже и водворися у Престола Владыки славы, с двадесять четырьми старцы жилище обретый, с ними же и пребываеши. И ныне молю тя, пречудный гражданине Небесный, святых ликов Ангельских совсельниче: услыши мя, грешнаго и недостойнаго раба твоего, в час сей и приими сие малое моление мое, великий заступниче, скорый помощниче притекающим к тебе усердно; заглади рукописание дел моих скверных и нечистых, яже держат демонския полки, покрый мя твоим заступлением, причти мя ко уготованному месту молитвами твоими и сподоби мя Вышняго Иерусалима, ибо по Преблагословенней Владычице нашей Богородице и Приснодеве Марии тебе между теплейшими помощниками и заступниками моими почитаю. Присещаеши бо и даеши руку помощи припадающим к тебе в храме твоем повсюду. Темже и аз, недостойный, ныне тебе молюся и призываю: умоли Милостиваго Бога, да отпустит ми вся прегрешения моя вольная и невольная, сотворенная вся злая дела моя и да избавит мя твоим предстательством от вечных мук, научит мя творити добрая дела, наставит мя на путь ко спасению истинному и сподобит мя купно радости вечныя насладитися со всеми святыми ныне, и присно, и во веки веков. Аминь


Venerable Onuphrius the Great

       The vision of the Venerable Onuphrius, a tall slender man with a long white beard flowing to the ground before him, has been an inspiration for Eastern Christians for hundreds of years. ... For several decades Orthodox seminarians in Poland have begun their spiritual training in the monastery of St. Onuphrius in Jablechna. It is said that he himself chose the place for it, appearing nearly four hundred years ago to fishermen and leaving them an Icon of himself on the banks of the river Buh.
       The story of this remarkable Saint is shrouded in mystery for he was one of the Desert Fathers who made such an impression on Eastern spirituality in the third and fourth centuries, around the time that Christianity was emerging as the dominant faith of the Roman Empire. At that time many folks joined the Church with little understanding and still less intent to live according to the teachings of Our Lord Jesus as proclaimed in the Gospels and especially in the Beatitudes. At this time many Christians were inspired to go out into the desert and live in prayer under the providence of God alone in this harsh environment of extreme heat and cold, very little to eat and drink surrounded by all sorts of dangerous animals and desperadoes.
       We know of the life of St. Onuphrius from the testimony of the monk Paphnutius. The saintly hermit had lived in the desert for sixty years when Paphnutius visited him. His hair and beard reached to the ground. This does not normally happen – the beard reaches a certain length and grows no further. His beard, related the Saint, grew to his feet in one day to cover his nakedness when the clothes with whish he had come to the desert fell away. All the hairs on him were as white as snow and his entire appearance glistened, sublime and awesome.
       As soon as he saw Paphnutius, Onuphrius called him by name and related to him his life in the wilderness. He said that it was his guardian angel who had brought him to this desolate place. For a long time he fed only on vegetables which could rarely be found in the wilderness and after that, when he had overcome by patience and faith violent attacks of temptations by demons and when his heart was fortified and centred upon the love of God, an angel of God brought him bread for nourishment. Besides that, by the good Providence of God, a palm tree grew next to his cell which brought forth dates in abundance and a spring of water began to flow there.
However, Onuphrius said, his face shining: "I mostly feed and quench my thirst on the sweet words of God." To Paphnutius' question: "How do you receive Communion?" the hermit replied that an angel of God brings him Holy Communion every Saturday. The next day, the elder said to Paphnutius that this would be the day of his departure from this world. He knelt in prayer and quietly gave up his spirit to God. At that moment, Paphnutius saw a heavenly light as it illumined the body of the reposed saint and heard the singing of angelic hosts. Having buried the body of Onuphrius, Paphnutius returned to his monastery and related to others the wondrous life of this man and the greatness of God's Providence which always nourishes and protects those who have completely given themselves over to the service of God. Onuphrius died in the year 400 A.D. Perhaps it is the thought of God being able to keep a man alive for so many years in a situation where most could only live for a few days that has inspired Eastern Christians and led them to honour St. Onuphrius. Although it is not immediately obvious, we too live in deserts for even though comforts, food, clothing and shelter abound, their very abundance often leads to starvation of that which is most essential for a happy human life: the soul and the spirit. Without the nourishment of prayer and the sweet words of God these atrophy and people are filled with anxiety and despair which they seek in vain to dispel with more and more toys and pleasures. And so our lives flow by. Let us look to the strong figure of St. Onuphrius and recall where our true nourishment and health are to be found!






Life of St. Onuphrius the Great

Rev. Onuphrius the Great was one of those glorious desert-dwellers who took refuge in the wild, picturesque Thebaid desert in Egypt, who in the 4th century, during the time of the emperors Constantius and Valens, defended the holy Christian faith, persecuted by the Aryan heretics, with fervent prayer, fasting and repentance.

Rev. Onuphrius was born around the year 320 into the family of a Persian king. His father, having no offspring for a long time, prayed with all his soul to the Lord to give him a son, and God heard him. But even before the birth of St. Onuphrius, one day a demon came to his father disguised as a wanderer and said: “Oh Tsar, your wife will give birth to a son, but not from you, but from one of your servants. If you want to make sure that I'm telling the truth, order the newborn to be thrown into the fire. And if I tell a lie, then God will keep him safe.” The father did not comprehend the deceit of the enemy and, believing the imaginary wanderer, fulfilled the crafty advice, throwing the newborn child into the fire. A miracle happened: the child stretched out his hands to the sky, as if praying to the Creator for salvation, and the flame, splitting into two sides, left the baby unharmed. Meanwhile, an angel of God appeared to the father and, having exposed him of reckless trust in the slanders of the devil, ordered him to baptize his son, to name him Onuphrius and take him where God would indicate.

When they noticed that the child did not take mother's milk at all, the father hurriedly set off on a journey with his son, fearing that the baby would die of hunger. In the desert, a white doe ran up to them and, having fed the baby with her milk, ran forward, as if showing them the way. So they reached the monastery near the city of Hermopolis. The abbot, informed of this from above, met them and took Saint Onuphrius into his upbringing. After saying goodbye to his son, the king left and until his death did not stop visiting the monastery. The deer fed St. Onuphrius until the age of three.

When the boy was seven years old, a miracle happened to him. The monastery's dean gave him a piece of bread every day. Saint Onuphrius, visiting the temple, approached the icon of the Most Holy Theotokos with the Eternal Divine Infant in her arms, in his angelic simplicity he addressed the Divine Infant Jesus with the words: “You are the same Infant as I am; but the clerk does not give you bread. So take my bread and eat." The infant Jesus stretched out His hands and took bread from Saint Onuphrius... One day the priest noticed this miracle and informed the abbot about everything. The Abbot ordered the next day not to give Saint Onuphrius bread, but to send him to Jesus for bread. Saint Onuphrius, in obedience to the words of the key-keeper, went to the temple, knelt down and, addressing the Divine Infant on the icon, said: “The key-keeper did not give me bread, but sent me to You to receive it; give me a piece, for I am very hungry.” The Lord gave him wonderful and miraculous bread, and so large that Saint Onuphrius barely carried it to the Abbot. The abbot, together with the brethren, glorified God, marveling at the grace that rested on Saint Onuphrius.

At the age of ten, Saint Onuphrius went into the wilderness, wishing to imitate the holy prophets Elijah and John the Baptist. When he secretly left the monastery at night, a ray of light appeared before him, showing him the way to the place of his desert exploits. Here Saint Onuphrius found a marvelous hermit elder, with whom he lived for some time, learning from him the rules of hermitage. A few years later, the elder died, and Saint Onuphrius lived for sixty years in complete solitude. He endured many sorrows and temptations during this time. When his clothes decayed, and he suffered greatly from the heat and cold, the Lord clothed him with a thick covering of hair on his head, beard, and body. For thirty years, the Angel of God brought him daily bread and water, and for the last thirty years he ate from a date palm that grew, by the grace of God, near his cave, which had twelve branches, which alternately bore fruit every month. He now drank water from a spring miraculously opened by the cave. During all sixty years, the Angel of God came to Rev. Onuphrius on holidays and communed him with the Holy Mysteries of Christ.

The narrator of the lives of many desert-dwellers, Rev. Paphnutius, reports that when he, led by Divine Providence, came to the cave where Rev. Onuphrius lived, he was greatly frightened when he saw the monk, overgrown with white wavy hair. Rev. Paphnutius wanted to flee, but Rev. Onuphrius stopped him with the words: “Man of God, do not be afraid of me, for I am a sinful person like you.” This calmed Rev. Paphnutius, and a long conversation took place between the ascetics.

Rev. Onuphrius told about himself, how he came to this place and how many years he lived here. During the conversation, suddenly, by no one knows who, bread and a vessel with water were placed in the middle of the cave. The ascetics, having refreshed themselves with food, talked and prayed to God for a long time. The next day, Rev. Paphnutius noticed that the face of Rev. Onuphrius had changed greatly. Rev. Onuphrius said: “God sent you, Paphnutius, for my burial, for today I will complete my service to God in this world.” Rev. Paphnutius began to ask Rev. Onuphrius to be allowed to stay on in this place in the desert, but Rev. Onuphrius did not allow him, saying: “God chose you so that, having visited many hermits, you would tell the monks and all Christians about their lives and deeds. Therefore, return to your brethren and tell that the Lord heard my prayers ; and that everyone who honors my memory in any way will be worthy of God's blessing. The Lord will help him with His grace in all good undertakings on earth, and in Heaven he will accept him into holy villages.

Having said many more edifying words, Rev. Onuphrius prayed to God, lay down on the ground and, folding his arms crosswise on his chest, reposed in the Lord. His face shone like the sun, and the cave was filled with fragrance; angelic singing and a wondrous Divine voice were heard: “Leave your mortal body, my beloved soul, so that I can take you to a place of eternal rest with all My chosen ones.” Rev. Paphnutius was greatly saddened by the fact that he had no tools at hand for digging the grave, and the soil was stony. But then two lions come running and with their claws at one moment prepare a grave in the place that Paphnutius, having taken off his sackcloth and wrapped it around the body of Rev. Onuphrius, intended for the burial of the deceased. Then Paphnutius betrayed it with a prayer to the earth; the lions filled the grave and then left. Heaping a heap of stones on the grave so that the predatory beast of the desert would not disturb the peaceful sleep of God's saint, Paphnutius wanted to look at least once into the cave of St. Onuphrius, but the latter collapsed, the date palm withered and fell to the ground with its roots; dried up and the source. Paphnutius thus clearly understood that God was not pleased with his asceticism in this place and, glorifying God, marvelous in His saints, returned to Egypt, preaching to everyone about what he had seen and heard.

Soon after this, the pious monks compiled a description of the life of the Rev. Onuphrius, sent it throughout Egypt and the East, glorifying the holy life of this great wilderness dweller.

 



 

Akathist to Rev. Onuphrius, the Great
Desert Dweller, Prince of Persia.

 

Kontakion 1

You chosen and marvelous Father Onuphrius, shining with a dawn of tri-radiant life, do you enlighten me – darkened by sinful passions, do extort me from the deadly wounds and with your prayers save me from all troubles, so I may call unto you: Rejoice, Father Onuphrius, brightest luminary of the whole universe.

Ikos 1

You Father made the angelic ranks marvel at the feat that you constantly practiced in the desert; You fasted for sixty three years, you were vouchsafed to receive the Divine Mysteries from the hands of the angels, and now honoring you as a fellow villager and interlocutor of the Angels, thus I cry out unto you, St. Onuphrius:

Rejoice, O most amazing miracle of angels;

Rejoice, O destroyer of soul-destroying passions.

Rejoice, O enlightener of impenetrable deserts;

Rejoice, O punisher and teacher of abstinence.

Rejoice, O betterment of desert dwellers;

Rejoice, O divinely inspired luminary of monks.

Rejoice, O most graceful servant of Christ;

Rejoice, O warmest zealot of silence[-keeping].

Rejoice, O strong trampling of demonic forces;

Rejoice, O true instructor of salvation.

Rejoice, O giver of joy to the faithful;

Rejoice, O quick helper to those who venerate you.

Rejoice, Fr. Onuphrius, brightest luminary of the whole universe.

Kontakion 2

Rev. Paphnutius was greatly amazed at your strange and wondrous way of living, so am I – contemplating on your measure of hard-working desert exploits – I chant to the Lord, Who strengthened you for this: Hallelujah.

Ikos 2

Having prayed, O Rev. Onuphrius, that I be given divine reason, you shining with divine light and together with the angels helping settle in those who venerate you and joyfully bringing you this praising chant:

Rejoice, you having strangely shone with virtues;

Rejoice, you brighter than sunshine.

Rejoice, you led by an Angel into the wilderness;

Rejoice, you desert-loving turtledove.

Rejoice, you crimson-blooming wildfire;

Rejoice, you all-honorable temple and sanctified to God.

Rejoice, you fulfillment of God's gifts;

Rejoice, you marvelous astonishment in men.

Rejoice, terrible and formidable deterrence of demons;

Rejoice, you most dear Adamante.

Rejoice, you viewer of the Trinity light;

Rejoice, you warm intercessor in prayers.

Rejoice, Fr. Onuphrius, brightest luminary of the whole universe.

Kontakion 3

The power of the Most High lit you up from the maternal bed, O Reverend Onuphrius, and showed the adobe and dwelling of the Holy Spirit, Whom I the unworthy am willing to accept, and I chant a song unto the Lord: Hallelujah.

Ikos 3

Having thee, father, as a great intercessor and quick helper in adversity, we call on you to help sustain various adversities, and triumphantly in your blessed memory, we joyfully cry unto you thus:

Rejoice, O quick listener to those who pray to you in faith;

Rejoice, O renowned pleader of the righteous Judge.

Rejoice, O honored dwelling of the Most Holy Spirit;

Rejoice, O undefiled minister of the Most Holy Trinity.

Rejoice, O dearest pearl of Christ the Lord;

Rejoice, O unspoken joy to the great Paphnutius.

Rejoice, O mentor and teacher to that same Paphnutius;

Rejoice, O quick consolation to those who mourn.

Rejoice, O all-desired visitor to those desponding;

Rejoice, O doctor of the blind and healer of the lame.

Rejoice, O health to those who are sick and healing to those who are ailing;

Rejoice, O salvific haven of the faithful.

Rejoice, Fr. Onuphrius, brightest luminary of the whole universe.

Kontakion 4

Having come to hate the storm of passions of the much-rebellious world, Father, you removed all its beauties, settling in the wilderness, reverend, you followed the Baptist in living, and imitated prophet Elijah, and now having received eternal glory in the heavenly abodes, together with the heavenly inhabitants you stand before God and chant together with them: Hallelujah.

Ikos 4

The luminous sun and the golden-dawning luminary have you as faithful, Holy Onuphrius, we implore you with tenderness, do enlighten, bring to our senses, teach us to cry out unto you thus:

Rejoice, you brightest illumination of the desert;

Rejoice, you golden-dawning lamp of the world.

Rejoice, you most wonderful beauty of Thebes;

Rejoice, you beautiful kindness to Lebanon [Levia].

Rejoice, you brightest ornament of Egypt;

Rejoice, you great instructor of Mesopotamia.

Rejoice, you true and aye imitator of John the Baptist;

Rejoice, you fragrant cedar of the desert.

Rejoice, for you serve God equally with the angels;

Rejoice, for having interceded for all who warmly call on you for help.

Rejoice, Fr. Onuphrius, brightest luminary of the whole universe.

Kontakion 5

Seeing you in the desert as the [flowing with] divine dawn, Father, the great Paphnutius diligently followed you, and held unto you like a lamp of teaching, and curious of the desert experienced that life – and learned it well from you, tenderly chanting a song of praise to the Lord: Hallelujah.

Ikos 5

Having seen your strange life, O reverend Onuphrius, the Church Cathedral [willed and] ordered that your blessed memory be honored with reverence. For this sake I, too, willing to receive salvation, read with joy and cry out unto you thus:

Rejoice, O brightest beauty of the Church of Christ;

Rejoice, O unremitting representative of those who seek your intercession.

Rejoice, for you always cry out unto the Lord for us;

Rejoice, for the inner wilderness has been enlightened by you.

Rejoice, for your good deeds have shone, as the sun on earth and in heaven;

Rejoice, for you have gazed your mind onto God.

Rejoice, for you have been enriched by the poverty of spirit;

Rejoice, you eagle of heaven's nest.

Rejoice, for you scorch the charms of demons like a reed;

Rejoice, you listener of the Gospel of Christ.

Rejoice, you who have humbled the flesh philosophizing by the strength of the Divine Spirit;

Rejoice, you earthly angel, heavenly man.

Rejoice, Fr. Onuphrius, brightest luminary of the whole universe.

Kontakion 6

The Lord God trulu saw you as the creator of gospel sermons, who even didn’t worry about robe or what to eat, thee are true, Onuphrius, see and at once with white hair, like a garment, vested you wonderfully, and enriched you with glory from on-high in your repose; pray that we, too, receive that from Christ, crying out unto Him: Hallelujah.

Ikos 6

You have shone from Egypt, being instructed by a pillar of Divine light, O reverend Onuphrius, a refugee who cannot endure the army of demons the in the desert; do deliver us, too, from their slanders with your prayers, for we are crying out unto you thus:

Rejoice, you consumer of demonic charms;

Rejoice, you exorcist of fearful demons.

Rejoice, you who wounded the head of the serpent with your prayers;

Rejoice, you overfilled with gifts of the Holy Spirit.

Rejoice, you having subdued the spirits of wickedness with humility of wisdom;

Rejoice, for you have taken up your cross on your shoulder.

Rejoice, for you have cast down the power of that mental Amalek;

Rejoice, for you have taken up the light burden of Christ upon your shoulder.

Rejoice, for from youth you have come to love the yoke of Christ;

Rejoice, for you have been saved from the enemy's nets, thankfully crying out unto God.

Rejoice, for you have dilligently helped the faithful, as well, against enemies;

Rejoice, for you have changed the disturbing passions of those who venerate you.

Rejoice, Fr. Onuphrius, brightest luminary of the whole universe.

Kontakion 7

Having left the monastery into the inner desert, Paphnutius saw those working for the Lord, he beheld you in a strange way with God's gaze and was horrified; according to your words [spoken] to him, knowing you to be a man who faithfully and marvelously works for God, he cried out: Hallelujah.

Ikos 7

You have appeared to be a new true victor over carnal passions, O Reverend, and who may be pleased to sing praise to your struggles? Who will be able to enumerate your labors, illnesses and deeds, which you performed in the course of fasting? Being dissatisfied with this praise, we further venerate you more with love and faithfully cry out unto you thus:

Rejoice, you having oppressed your flesh with hunger and thirst;

Rejoice, O having eternally conquered the representative of darkness.

Rejoice, for you have withered all voluptuousness by all-night vigils;

Rejoice, for abiding legitimately in prayers and fasting, you have vested yourself in dispassion.

Rejoice, O mirror of miraculous abstinence;

Rejoice, O great glory to the rank of reverend [saints].

Rejoice, for your flesh is frozen with frost, your spirit is warmed by the warmth of Christ's love;

Rejoice, for the dew of Divine grace cools you from the scorching swelter, O Reverend.

Rejoice, O beautiful decoration of the desert;

Rejoice, O image of heroic deeds and perfection.

Rejoice, for you have portrayed every [single] virtue in you;

Rejoice, for you did appear to be a pleaser of the all-beloved ascetic [founder of exploits] Christ.

Rejoice, Fr. Onuphrius, brightest luminary of the whole universe.

Kontakion 8

Your life was strange, you Onuphrius: looking at the date that grew near your cave, you nurtured rather with abstinence. For this sake, having improved the lofty table, you sing to God: Hallelujah.

Ikos 8

You were all in the on-high and your eye of the soul gazed at the mountain unceasingly in all your strange fasting, [and] now you having gained boldness to the Lord, O reverend, you intercede for all who call upon you for help and cry out unto you thus:

Rejoice, O great dweller of the wilderness;

Rejoice, like a star that shone up in the deserts.

Rejoice, you who imitated Christ’s footsteps from your infancy;

Rejoice, you zealot of angelic life.

Rejoice, you banisher of the invisible enemy’s slander;

Rejoice, you indicator of the wonderful abstinence.

Rejoice, you teacher of the most graceful perfection;

Rejoice, you who shows the strange and wondrous path unto heaven.

Rejoice, for you have lived on earth like an angel;

Rejoice, for you have worthily received glory and honor equal to the angels.

Rejoice, for in the heavenly adobes you now bring prayers to the Creator for all;

Rejoice, for you – as an intercessor for those who have acquired it – have begged [out] the great grace of God.

Rejoice, Fr. Onuphrius, brightest luminary of the whole universe.

Kontakion 9

All nature have marveled at you, O holy Onuphrius: having hated the beautiful world from your heart and having come to love the one God from your soul, you have fasted in a desert manner. While exercising all alone in vision like this, you appeared as an Angel, alive in the flesh, chanting to the Lord: Hallelujah.

Ikos 9

The ornate tongues cannot praise you according to your acquisition, O God-wise Fr. Onuphrius: you, having brought your meaning closer to God from your mother’s womb, were very nigh to the Almighty King, bringing fruits worthy of Him of your feats in all your life, O reverend. I, having truly seen from the Church of God that glorifies you for these [feats], cry out unto you thus:

Rejoice, O you dedicated to monastic training from your infancy;

Rejoice, O you introduced in youth by God's instruction into the wilderness without a temple.

Rejoice, for having followed Christ's word, you renounced the world, as well as the fatherland and family;

Rejoice, for you have taken up your gospel cross on your shoulder.

Rejoice, you neglecting the robe, but having made an incorruptible robe for yourself;

Rejoice, sowing with tears, but reaping your helves with joy.

Rejoice, for by non-eating, by needy poverty and by constant standing at prayer you exhausted the flesh;

Rejoice, for you have kept the cruel ways for the words of the mouth of your Lord.

Rejoice, having mortified your bodily passions to the end with your exploits;

Rejoice, [you] having preserved a purity equal to the angels.

Rejoice, for you have lived for many years like a fleshless one;

Rejoice, for the Crown Giver has now counted you amongst the incorporeal rank.

Rejoice, Fr. Onuphrius, brightest luminary of the whole universe.

Kontakion 10

Willing to save the faithful from various misfortunes, O Father, they set you up an intercessor for themselves and [place you as] a champion and do not lose their hopes: for you take away with your prayers to God the severe misfortunes and sorrows that obsess us, and many various evils, instructing onto the steps towards salvation those who diligently venerate you and faithfully cry out unto the Lord: Hallelujah.

Ikos 10

I have found you, the intercessor and man of prayer, O reverend, as a wall; like a fragrant censer, with a sigh I give praise to God from the depths of my heart; but to you, the eternally existing man of prayer, I bring chanting like this:

Rejoice, O well-prosperous field of virtuous fruits;

Rejoice, O most proper betterment of piety.

Rejoice, O strong intercessor for the earthly;

Rejoice, O warm listener to those venerating you.

Rejoice, O luminary, that tears away demonic darkness;

Rejoice, you who drive away the darkness of soul-destroying passions ailments.

Rejoice, for you guide those deceived with venerable morals onto the right path;

Rejoice, for you are leading the faithful to fulfillment of God's desires.

Rejoice, for many kinds of benefactions are given to you from on-high;

Rejoice, as the spirits of evil slander run from those who call upon you.

Rejoice, for you boldly bring all prayers to the Most High;

Rejoice, for you protect all who are in need and sorrows.

Rejoice, Fr. Onuphrius, brightest luminary of the whole universe.

Kontakion 11

An angelic chanting was heard in your divine repose, O Father, your holy and most pleasing to God soul, was gloriously ascending into the heavenly abodes, the powers of heaven were marveling, singing: Hallelujah.

Ikos 11

Your face is bright after the repose, O Father, Paphnutius the saint was amazed. Dividing his cassock into two parts, he covered your relics and buried you honestly with the lions. This I also venerate reverently in spirit, and I cry out thus:

Rejoice, for God has consecrated all of you;

Rejoice, for you have kept the Divine laws well.

Rejoice, for you have foreseen your departure from life;

Rejoice, having ended your feats in the warm love of God and multi-labor reverence.

Rejoice, having been venerated in repose by a wonderful fragrance, like heavenly;

Rejoice, having been glorified by lightnings then and wondrous shining.

Rejoice, having had your relics surrounded by angelic faces with chanting, censers and candles;

Rejoice, for the on-high force have opened the [heavenly] gates for him.

Rejoice, for in that same hour a great radiance was seen that covered you [all] over;

Rejoice, for a sweet voice was heard, calling you to the reception of eternal bliss.

Rejoice, for Christ, the crown-giver, gloriously received your soul in the on-high abodes;

Rejoice, for now you are abundantly enjoying eternal joy.

Rejoice, Fr. Onuphrius, brightest luminary of the whole universe.

Kontakion 12

No one from earth can ever spell out the grace given to you, and your exploits, O Father Onuphrius: in the desert, you were unacquisitively alive, for food you had angelic bread, running away from men, you conversed with God and Angels. For this sake, you are rejoicing in heavenly adobes and chant a song: Hallelujah.

Ikos 12

We sing of your valiant exploits, we praise and glorify your laudable death, we also venerate your sacred memory, O Reverend, in it and for you alone of the twenty-four elders surrounding the Throne of the Most High, who presides [them], we chant a song of praise thus:

Rejoice, having lived strangely on earth;

Rejoice, having also inherited strange death.

Rejoice, for you have entered into the non-evening light with your bright exploits;

Rejoice, for you have acquired [cherished] a most peaceful inheritance in a rich way.

Rejoice, you successor of unspeakable blessings;

Rejoice, you companion of the reverend and the righteous.

Rejoice, for now you have been allowed to see the Holy Trinity directly at firsthand;

Rejoice, for in your memory the Church of Christ rejoices in an unspeakable way.

Rejoice, for by you fasters and desert-dwellers are strengthened for exploit;

Rejoice, for the faithful are vouchsafed by your intercession all blessings from on-high.

Rejoice, Fr. Onuphrius, brightest luminary of the whole universe.

Kontakion 13

O all-praiseful and marvelous pleaser of Christ, Father Onuphrius, pray and cry out with all sincerity: accept this small prayer I offer and strive soon to beg the merciful God and Master, that He may save me from all troubles and that He would wipe out torment in the future, crying out: Hallelujah.

(This Kontakion is read thrice, followed by Ikos 1 and Kontakion 1)


 

Prayer to Rev. Onuphrius, the great desert-dweller,
prince of Persia

O most graceful and greatest desert-dweller, reverend Fr. Onuphrius!
I praise your inexpressible wonderworking and your bright-most life, that you have [lived and] passed on from your [very] youth, even through to [your] old age: no one can possibly enumerate your patience and exploits, you most honest [one]. St. Paphnutius marveled at your cruel living in the desert, and at the same time he rejoiced greatly, having found you to be an image of only great exploits and perfection. For this sake, he truly tested you about your holy labors and about how much you had of the temporary living. That was also why he wrote that you had been in diligence for sixty three years, enduring frost and swelter in nakedness, that you lived dwelling in a deep desert with animals and birds, praying incessantly. For this sake, I am now bringing you joy from my unworthy lips, reverend Father, you great joy to reverend Paphnutius (you became worthy for lions to serve you at the end, to bury your body and live with you in heaven), you zealot of Elijah of Thesbite, heir of John the Baptist, friend of Christ and veritable co-heir, you clever beauty of Egypt, great luminary of Thebia, the wonderful kindness of Libya, red-blooming phoenix, stilted eagle flying in the under-heaven, having gaining citizenship in heaven, where you are installed at the Throne of the Lord of Glory, finding an adobe with twenty-four elders, and abiding with them. And I am now praying to you, O most wonderful citizen of heaven, you fellow-worker of the holy angelic ranks, hear me the sinful and unworthy servant of yours, at this hour and accept this little Akathist prayer of mine, Oh great intercessor, quick helper to those who diligently venerate you. Make amends to the handwriting of my filthy and unclean deeds that are kept by demonic regiments. Cover me with your intercession, reckon me as [one] belonging to the bright place prepared by your prayers and vouchsafe me the on-high Jerusalem, for after our Most Blessed Lady Theotokos and Ever-Virgin Mary, I honor you amongst my warmest helpers, men-of-prayer and intercessors. Do visit and give a helping hand to those who venerate you in your temple and everywhere. In this way, now I, the unworthy, am praying to you and calling unto you: implore the merciful God to forgive all transgressions of mine, voluntary and involuntary, all of them perpetrated by my evil doings, and that through your intercession God may deliver me from eternal torment, teach me to do good deeds, instruct me on the path to genuine salvation and vouchsafe me to enjoy eternal joy together with all the saints, now and forever, and unto the ages, Amen.

Another Prayer

O most wonderful and most blessed pleaser of Christ and Abba of ours, Onuphrius the Great! You have shown wondrous love for your Lord, and you have been strengthened for wondrous deeds by His grace, and for this sake you have been vouchsafed with great boldness towards Him: many miracles and signs of the power of God have appeared to people about you. Look now, as well, O most wondrous Father, with the compassionate eye of your love on us unworthy servants, and grant to everyone accordingly to one’s need, faith and hope: give joy to those grieving, comfort those weeping, heal those who are ailing, help those who labor, strengthen and bless those who fight with passions and slanders of the enemy, support those who pine away, protect your abode and all of us against visible enemies and against all evil. Magnify the holy Orthodox faith in our fatherland, convert those erring, enlighten those fallen away, confirm those who hesitate, soften those who are stubborn, enlighten the infidels, and bring all to the quiet haven of the Heavenly Fatherland. O marvelous word of the monastics and consolation to all the faithful! through your glorious exploits and through the sweet contemplation of your miraculous image illuminate us, as well, and strengthen us for all [sorts of] exploit, work and patience for the glory of the Name of God, so we may be vouchsafed salvation with you and with all the saints of the Eternal and Most Blessed Kingdom of the glory of the Father, and the Son, and the Holy Spirit unto the ages. Amen.

Still another Prayer

O Most Reverend Father Onuphrius! We pray to you: do hear us, sinful and unworthy servants of God (names), at this hour. And accept this small prayer of ours: erase the handwriting of our filthy and unclean doings with your prayer, cover us for good with your intercession and bring us with your prayers to the bright chamber prepared for the faithful by your prayers; and beg the Merciful God that He may forgive all our sins, voluntary and involuntary, and all the evil doings that we have perpetrated, and that He may deliver us from eternal torment by your intercession and vouchsafe us to enjoy eternal joy, together with all the saints, unto the ages. Amen.

Troparion, Tone 1

You have reached the desert with spiritual desire, Oh God-wise Onuphrius, and as if being incorporeal you diligently labored in it for many years, competing [in zeal] with the prophets Elijah and the Baptist: and enjoying from the angelic hand divine mysteries, now in the light of the Holy Trinity, you are rejoicing together with them. Pray that we, who venerate your memory, may be saved.

 


21 November 2010

I am with Christ forever - every moment on His narrow path


T A L M A C H
so much and simple

I am with Christ forever -
every moment on His narrow path


And my home is on this narrow countryside Road of Christ -
at 8, November - some Authorities and Kingdoms [Dominions]
would have it changed - to 21, November - but our home is
still the very same! Call us at our house number 8[OS]/21[NS].

Those Authorities and Kingdoms [Dominions] have been demoted -
rest assured! - and authorities and kingdoms are they no more! -
For I have the Powers - and the Will of the Living Word!

And the Thrones are being submerged - lest they be defiled by
Antichrist, who knows all lies.

                                                                      Archangel Michael






The Eighth Day (of indiction)


The world was created in Six Days
and the Seventh Day was attributed to honor the Creator.
And so the cycle started running in time...
It is called Genesis, week, calendar...

And on the Eighth Day
there came
the hope for salvation,
the beginning of our salvation was born on the Eighth Day of the indiction
(and through Her – the Most Holy Theotokos, Ever Virgin Miriam –
coming to this world was also our Savior),
subsequently (probably) still on that Eighth day
there will come our very salvation...

(For early Christian Fathers the spiritual "Eighth Day"
is Christ's resurrection) or the end of the world...

But is our salvation an end –
[Yes, of course - in English -
yes, this is our ultimate objective!]

or our salvation is an end of the world, of this world?!?




       "Chapter 16. The spiritual temple of God

       Moreover, I will also tell you concerning the temple, how the wretched [Jews], wandering in error, trusted not in God Himself, but in the temple, as being the house of God. For almost after the manner of the Gentiles they worshipped Him in the temple. But learn how the Lord speaks, when abolishing it: "Who has meted out heaven with a span, and the earth with his palm? Have not I?" Isaiah 40:12 "Thus says the Lord, Heaven is My throne, and the earth My footstool: what kind of house will you build to Me, or what is the place of My rest?" Isaiah 66:1 You perceive that their hope is vain. Moreover, He again says, "Behold, they who have cast down this temple, even they shall build it up again." It has so happened. For through their going to war, it was destroyed by their enemies; and now: they, as the servants of their enemies, shall rebuild it. Again, it was revealed that the city and the temple and the people of Israel were to be given up. For the Scripture says, "And it shall come to pass in the last days, that the Lord will deliver up the sheep of His pasture, and their sheep-fold and tower, to destruction." And it so happened as the Lord had spoken. Let us inquire, then, if there still is a temple of God. There is— where He himself declared He would make and finish it. For it is written, "And it shall come to pass, when the week is completed, the temple of God shall be built in glory in the name of the Lord." Daniel 9:24-27; Haggai 2:10 I find, therefore, that a temple does exist. Learn, then, how it shall be built in the name of the Lord. Before we believed in God, the habitation of our heart was corrupt and weak, as being indeed like a temple made with hands. For it was full of idolatry, and was a habitation of demons, through our doing such things as were opposed to [the will of] God. But it shall be built, you observe, in the name of the Lord, in order that the temple of the Lord may be built in glory. How? Learn [as follows]. Having received the forgiveness of sins, and placed our trust in the name of the Lord, we have become new creatures, formed again from the beginning. Wherefore in our habitation God truly dwells in us. How? His word of faith; His calling of promise; the wisdom of the statutes; the commands of the doctrine; He himself prophesying in us; He himself dwelling in us; opening to us who were enslaved by death the doors of the temple, that is, the mouth; and by giving us repentance introduced us into the incorruptible temple. He then, who wishes to be saved, looks not to man, but to Him who dwells in him, and speaks in him, amazed at never having either heard him utter such words with his mouth, nor himself having ever desired to hear them. This is the spiritual temple built for the Lord."




Homily XI by St. John of Kronstadt
On the Day of St. Archistratigue Michael and the Synaxis of all Heavenly Bodiless Powers


November 8, 1907

       We keep praising Thee, O Christ, Who has most wisely joined the sky with the earth and has made one Church of angels and men. (Stichira for small vespers).
       We celebrate, dear brethren, the bright holiday of the thunder-like Archangel Michael and the other heavenly bodiless powers.
       The history of the Church’s establishing of this holiday is long and we will not tell it now; let those wishing to know it read about it in the church book "Lives of the Saints" [Chetyi-Minhei], and now let us talk about the spiritual countless world of angels, about their features, about their order of lines and about the immeasurable God’s sweetness, Who has associated us, Orthodox Christians, with this angelic Synaxis and Who has constituted one Church out of the angels and men, and then about our obligation to honor them according to dignity and to imitate them in force, as the future fellow citizens of ours in the heavenly fatherland; about which we pray to the Lord God, our common Creator.
       St. Cyril of Alexandria says (see Macarius’s Theology on Angels): if our earth, and it – as just one point in-between the worlds – bears on it such a countless number of people and all [kinds of] beings, then [imagine] how many times more inhabitants abide in the immaterial heaven, so great and beyond limits [comprehension] for any mind?
       Angels have a spiritual, immaterial, subtle, immortal nature – free from any mortality, but a limited one – not like that of the Lord Himself, the Spirit – everywhere consubstantial and one, without beginning and all-pervading. He brought Angels out of non-being into being, sanctified them by His word, and for [the purpose of] intransigence against evil He strengthened them up by the Holy Spirit in a non-falling manner (i.e. they can no longer fall into sin), their nature is full of the wonderful, unquenchable light, holiness, goodness, beauty, [utter] wisdom, power, immortality, ardent love for the Creator and for each other and for men, about whose salvation they rejoice and are [but] willing to have them as their eternal fellow citizens in the country of eternal light and immortality, of peace and joy. St. Dionysius the Areopagite, a disciple of Apostle Paul, whom the Holy Spirit raised up [in admiration] to the third sky, heard from Him the mysterious teaching on the world of angels, [he] wrote it down and handed it to the Church (Dionysius the Areopagite on the Church Hierarchy).
       The Angelic world divides into nine orders, and these – each [divides] into three lines. The first and brightest-seen angels (Michael and Gabriel) as a bright illumination of the Trinity without beginning, wait immediately on the flaming throne of God, being enlightened by His unapproachable light, and handing down enlightenment and knowledge of God’s mysteries to the their lower lines; and the lower lines are being controlled in a most peaceful manner by the higher [ones]. Such heavenly citizenship, such most peaceful, holy, most bright, gracious Synaxis of the celestial residents is called Heavenly Hierarchy, in line with the earthly hierarchy or the hierarchy of the Orthodox Church.
       Let us marvel at the all-good God and at [His] most wise providence, at His boundless goodness, intending us to our co-interning and bliss without end – along with Angels – in the future fatherland of ours and constituting one Church of Angels – most bright and incorruptible, and men chosen and worthy. What indescribable by any language bliss awaits the faithful Christians, if through the end they abide in faithfulness to their Christian calling! In order for us to qualify for eternal cohabitation and blissful life together with the angels in heaven, we must try and honor them, imitate their holiness, humility, love and wholehearted devotion to God, elevation of thoughts, abstinence, prayer and fasting, mercy and compassion to each other, hot mutual love.
       The holy God-inspired audiences of God’s mysteries and of the angelic visions, the prophets and evangelists have seen how the angels in mysterious visions face each other in a friendly manner and praise consortingly the Holy Trinity. This teaches us, too, to treat each other with warm love and to live in one mind, ardently serving our common-for-all Creator.
       The glory of the infinite goodness of God, Who has prepared eternal kingdom for us, a kingdom of unquenchable light, peace and unfailing bliss, together with the countless Synaxis of Angels.
       Let us make use of the little time here towards prosperity in Christian virtues, so we may inherit this everlasting bliss, which may the Lord grant us all by grace, through His generosity and love for men, through the intercession of the Most Pure Mother of God and through the waiting [intercession] of the honest bodiless heavenly powers, especially the radiant thunder-like Michael and Gabriel, and the holy Angels – our guardians. Amen!




Vision of Joseph Munoz

       A number or a day, or the year...? What prompted me to publish this? - I cannot understand. Perhaps Vladyka Philaret’s date of demise? Indeed, it has been 25 years now.

       …

       "Let me remind you of a portentous vision given to Joseph in the night of 20th against the 21st November 1985 – just a few hours before Metropolitan Philaret died.
       You were the first person whom Joseph told about this vision of his shortly after the news came of the Metropolitan Philaret’s demise.
       On November 24th (the Iberon icon’s feast day) 1985 Metropolitan Philaret was buried. Immediately thereafter Joseph came to us in Washington for a few days [stay] and on the very first evening, under the fresh impression of the vision he told us about it in details. This was also attended by Fr. Theodore Shevtsov.
       In the words of Joseph on the night of November 20th he felt very tired and went to bed. The holy Icon hanged on the wall opposite his bed – so that when lying he could gaze at it. Soon after he lied down, the icon-lamp hanging in front of the icon went out. He lit it up again but it went out for the second time. Then Joseph changed the oil, the wick, washed the lamp-glass, and filled it up again. But soon the lamp went out for a third time... This upset him, because he felt that the Mother of God intimately suggested to him that something significant was going to happen, since shortly before that the lamp in front of the Iberon Icon went out on three occasions – before the terrible earthquake in Mexico and before the eruption of the volcano in Colombia, in result to which thousands were killed. Joseph stood up for prayer. Under the icon, by the wall there was a [small] bench. Joseph knelt down to his knees, leaned against the bench and began praying. During the prayer he fell asleep.
       In the dream, a panoramic view opened to him – very much like a huge wide screen – and he was presented one such vision. Wooded nature with rocky soil. On the trail he saw – standing on his knees with a haggard face – Metropolitan Philaret. On the back of the Vladyka and on his right shoulder there lay a large heavy cross. The cross look was terrible – iron and cold (it lacked any life-giving heat, which gently emanates out of a wooden cross), it was an ugly color – dark green-brownish. Metropolitan Philaret was falling under the weight of the cross and was unable to budge. But, suddenly, unexpectedly, Metropolitan Philaret bent forward and with a decisive movement from right to left he dropped the cross onto the ground (the motion was strange as the Metropolitan could simply drop his right shoulder down and the cross would slide to the ground).
       Once the cross touched the ground, the Metropolitan disappeared. Joseph was seized with fear by what he had seen and out of horror he hid his face with his hands. When he finally dropped his hands before another picture appeared to him. He saw a land that has turned into a desert due to a terrible disaster. Instead of Metropolitan Philaret – standing on his knees was Vladyka Vitaliy with that same cross on his back, only the cross was more terrible, darker and heavier. Although with enormous labors, but still somehow the Vladyka budged little by little on.
       In a last, third part, of the vision Joseph saw a cross – purely black in color in that same desert, and crucified on it was – in full vestment, with miter – Bishop Vitaliy...”.

       …

       A few hours after this vision the world learned of the repose of Metropolitan Philaret... Maybe this vision – sent to Joseph – was the most significant of all signs of the Iberon Myrrh-streaming Icon. Maybe by this prophetic vision the Mother of God warns us about what might happen – lest it happens. Maybe we are currently witnessing the last part of the/a vision. God forbid! When at your insistence Joseph told You about his vision, tears came into Your eyes and You told him that the first part of the vision was clear, but the next [one] You did not want to interprete and preferred not to think about [it]... "(an excerpt from a letter bt Fr. N. to M. V.)

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И моят дом е на тесния селски Път Христов - на
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Онези Власти и Царства (Господства) бидоха наказани и понижени -
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                                                                      Архангел Михаил



= = = = = = =   КРАЙ НА ПРЕВОДА   = = = = = = =




Осмият ден (от индикта)


Светът е сътворен в Шест Дни,
а Седмият бе определен за прослава на Твореца.
И така цикълът се завъртя във времето...
Наричат го Битие, седмица, календар...

А на Осмия ден дойде
надеждата за спасение,
началото на нашето спасение се роди на Осмия ден от индикта
(а чрез нея - Пресвета Богородица, Вечната Дева Мариам -
дойде на този свят и нашият Спасител),
впоследствие (вероятно) пак на този Осми ден
ще дойде и самото наше спасение...

(За ранните християнски отци духовният "Осми Ден"
е Христовото възкресение) или краят на света...

Но край ли е нашето спасение -
[на английски - ЦЕЛ - да разбира се,
това е към което се стремим в крайна сметка!]

или нашето спасение е край на света, на този свят?!?




Видение на Йосиф Муньос

       Число или ден, или година...? Какво ме накара да публикувам това? – Не мога да разбера. Може би датата на смъртта на епископ Филарет? Все пак изминаха 25 [пълни] години.

       ...

       "Позволете ми да ви напомня за едно знаменателно видение, дадено на Йосиф в нощта на 20-ти срещу 21-ви ноември 1985 г. – [само] няколко часа преди кончината на митрополит Филарет.
       Вие бяхте първият човек, на когото Йосиф разказа за това свое видение скоро след като дойде новината за смъртта на митрополит Филарет.
       На 24 ноември (на празника на Иверската икони) 1985 г. се състоя погребанието на митр. Филарет. Веднага след това Йосиф дойде при нас във Вашингтон за няколко дни и още на първата вечер ни разказа – по свежите си впечатления от видението – подробно за него. На това присъстваше също и отец Теодор Шевцов.
       По димите на Йосиф вечерта на 20-ти ноември той почувствал голяма умора и си легнал да спи. Светата икона висяла на стената срещу леглото му – така че докато лежал той можел да се взира в нея. Скоро след като си легнал, изгаснало висящото пред иконата кандило. Той го притоплил [запалил] отново, но то изгаснало втори път. Тогава Иосиф сменил олиото, фитила, стъкълцето на кандилото, и отново го напълнил [и запалил]. Но скоро кандилото излгаснало за трети път... Това го разстроило, защото почувствал, че Божията Майка съкровено му внушава, че ще се случи нещо значително, тъй като малко преди това кандилото пред Иверската Икона изгасвало на три пъти [–] непосредствено преди страшното земетресение в Мексико и преди изригването на вулкан в Колумбия, в резултат на които загинаха хиляди хора. Йосиф застанал на молитва. Под иконата, до стената имало скамейка. Йосиф се спуснал на колене, прислонил се на скамейката и започнал молитвослов. По време на молитва заспал.
       Насъне му се открила картина-панорама, буквално един огромен широк екран, и му било представено такова видение. Гориста природа с камениста почви. На пътека той видял да стои на колене с измъчено лице митрополит Филарет. На гърба на владиката и на дясното му рамо лежал голям тежък кръст. Кръстът изглеждал страшен – железен и хладен (в него отсъствала животворящата топлина, която леко навява от дървен кръст), цветът му бил некрасив – тъмно зелено-кафеникаво. Митрополит Филарет падал под тежестта на този кръст и не можел да помръдне от мястото си. Но, изведнъж, неочаквано, митрополит Филарет се привел напред и с едно решително движение от дясно на ляво захвърлил кръста на земята (движението било странно, тъй като митрополитът можел просто да спусне дясното си рамо и кръстът би се приплъзнал на земята).
       Веднага щом кръста се докоснал до земята, митрополитът изчезнал. Йосиф бил обхванат от страх от водяното и от ужас закрил лицето си с ръце. Когато най-сетне спуснал ръце, пред себе се представила друга картина. Той видял земята, преврната в пустиня вследствие на страшно бедствие. Вместо митрополит Филарет, на колене стоял Владика Виталий със същия кръст на гърба си, но кръстът бил по-страшен, по-тъмен и тежтк. Макар и с огромен мъки, но все пак по някакъв начин Владиката се придвижвал по не много.
       В последната, трета част на видението Йосиф видял кръст с чисто черен цвят в същата пустиня, и на него бил разпнат, в пълно онлачение, с митра Владика Виталий...”.

       ...

       Няколко часа след това видение светът научил за смъртта на митрополит Филарет... Може би това видение, изпратено на Йосиф е най-значителното от всички знамения на Иверската Мироточива Икона. Може би с това пророческо видение Майката Божия ни предупреждава за това, което може да се случи, да не би то да се случи. Може би сега ставаме свидетели на последната част от видението. Боже опази! Когато на ваше настояване, Йосиф Ви разказа за своето видение, Вие се просълзихте и му казах, че първата част от видението е понятна, а следващата Вие не искате да разтълкувате и предпочитате да не мислите за нея... " (Откъс от писмо на о. Н. до М. В.)


04 August 2010

Sts. Gervase and Protase Св. Св. Гервасий и Протасий 14/27 октомври October


T A L M A C H
so much and simple

Life in Russian

КОНДАК
Явихте се като светли светилници, божествени мъченици,
и озарявате творението със светлината на чудесата,
като прогонвате дълбоката нощ на недъзите
и се молите на Христа, Единия Бог,
за всички нас.

прославени през 386 г.; светите им мощи са намерени
през месец юни от св. Амвросий Медиолански;
над мощите им в Милано е била построена
'Базилика на мъчениците' - сега "Св. Амвросий" / Сент Амброджо

"Божественото Писание нарича длъжник онзи, който е получил нещо даром от Господа
и не го дава на други, защото той като че краде от църквата , когато укрива онова, което
може да бъде полезно на останалите. Затова Давид е казал
[ПС 39:11]:
'ТВОЯТА ПРАВДА НЕ СКРИВАХ В СЪРЦЕТО СИ, ВЪЗВЕСТЯВАХ ТВОЯТА ВЯРНОСТ
И СПАСЕНИЕТО ОТ ТЕБЕ, И НЕ ЗАТАЯВАХ ТВОЯТА МИЛОСТ И ТВОЯТА ИСТИНА
ПРЕД ВЕЛИКОТО СЪБРАНИЕ.
'
И като че желаейки въздаяние за това дело, добавил:
[ПС 39:12] 'Не спирай, Господи, Твоите щедрости към мене.' "

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Kontakion
You appeared as bright lamps, o, divine martyrs
and you illumine the creation with the light of miracles
by driving away the dense night of infirmities
and praying to Christ, the One God,
for us all.


Sts. Gervase and Protase
– October 14 / 27
glorified in 386 AD, their holy relics were found
in June by St. Ambrose of Mediolana
;
built above over their relics in Milan was
the 'Basilica of the martyrs' – now of St. Ambrosius / St. Ambrogio

"The Divine Scripture calls a debtor he who has received something as a gift from the Lord
and gives it not to others because he then is as if stealing from the church when hiding
what may be useful to others. Therefore David said [Ps. 40:10]:
'I have not hid Thy righteousness within my heart; I have declared
Thy faithfulness and Thy salvation: I have not concealed Thy loving kindness
and Thy truth  from the great congregation.'

And as if he wanted bestowal for this deed, he added:
[Ps. 40:11] 'Withhold not Thou Thy tender mercies from me'


Four Martyrs of Milan AND St. Cosmas
The Holy Martyrs Nazarius, Gervasius, Protasius and Celsus of Milan AND Kosmas



Apolytikion in the Fourth Tone
Thy Martyrs, O Lord, in their courageous contest for Thee received as the prize the crowns of incorruption and life from Thee, our immortal God. For since they possessed Thy strength, they cast down the tyrants and wholly destroyed the demons' strengthless presumption. O Christ God, by their prayers, save our souls, since Thou art merciful.

Apolytikion in the Fourth Tone
Let us praise the fourfold company of martyrs: Nazarius, Gervasius, Protasius and Celsus. For they preached the Trinity to all and by their contest dispelled the worship of idols. Through their prayers, O Christ God, have mercy on us all.

Kontakion in the Second Tone
In shedding the light of miracles like shining lamps, O Martyrs of God, ye make the whole creation bright, at all times dispelling the deepest night of sickness and maladies and without cease pleading with Christ, the only God, that He grant His mercy to us.

02 June 2010

Матушка Серафима


T A L M A C H
so much and simple

Една усмивка
и светът е светъл!
Една усмивка -
тегоби бледнеят!

Една усмивка -
в райско кътче -
и днес се вижда
като малко кръстче...

От 6 години
тя ни топли,
спасява ни
от страхове и вопли;

добрите трудове
благослови ни -
реколта да събираме
с туй сладко име!

"Че как ще падна!" -
я описва кратко!
И пак говори
кратко, сладко ...
19 май 2010 г.                                                  May 19, 2010
22:30 ч. (ст.ст.)                                                22:30 hr (O.S.)

Matushka Seraphima
Just one smile
and the world is bright!
Just one smile –
toils grow pale!

Just one smile –
in a paradise –
it is seen to date
as a little cross...

For 6 years now
she(it) has warmed us over,
she(it) has saved us
from fears and wails;

she(it) has been blessing
our good works –
harvest to collect
with this sweet name!

"How come I would fall?"
describes her briefly!
And she speaks to us
brief and sweet...


LET’S CHERISH THE PRECIOUS BEQUESTS OF SAINT SERAPHIM

An address by archimandrite Sergiy (Yazadjiev) after the holy liturgy on Sunday of All Saints (2004) to the nuns of the «Shroud of Most Holy Theotokos» convent, Knyazhevo, Sofia.
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«Daughters of Jerusalem, weep not for me, but weep for yourselves, and for your children.».
(Luke. 23:28)

       With these cherished words our Lord and God Jesus Christ turned to the women who followed Him while weeping and crying for Him when He was wearing His heavy cross to Golgotha.
       Now that lying before our eyes is the coffin of our dear deceased Matushka Hegumenia Seraphima, our hearts deluge of grief. But we clearly realize that in fact we are not crying for her but we cry for ourselves – we cry, because Matushka left us unexpectedly and we are orphaned. Who will now console our grief-stricken souls? Who will heal our ulcers of the soul with her sweet speech? Who will guide us and instruct us with her wise advices? – Indeed, we seem to have remained inconsolable orphans.
       But look – even in her death our Matushka Hegumenia has begged out for us the weak a consolation from the Lord. For the Lord called her soul on the eve of the All Saints Sunday – on the day when the innumerable multitude of God’s pleasers – Martyrs, Apostles, Saints, Reverend, Silverless – triumph in heavens. It is in this general celebration of All Saints exactly that the triumphant Church in heaven was joined by a soul of the earthly, militant Church – a soul, which has worthily implemented and has fully defended the bequests of her elder – Saint Seraphim. And he, her abba in one with the entire host of the saints, has already welcomed her in the Heavenly abodes.
       I want to remind you something, which I guess no one here remembers, but I was a contemporary of that event. Matushka Hegumenia Seraphima’s father – hieropriest Andrew Lieven of blessed memory, Saint Seraphim’s most faithful assistant in Church matters from 1926 till the end of his life – secretary of his diocesan council, was also taken out of the earthly life on the All Saints’ Sunday. This happened 55 years ago, on 6/19 June 1949. His demise was also surprising to many – because only a week before, on the Holy Trinity Day, at the Russian church (in Sofia) Father Andrew had taken part in the Holy Liturgy, under Saint Seraphim, in which I was fortunate to participate, too. Days after that Father Andrew was hospitalized and on the All Saints’ Sunday he passed away. Saint Seraphim of blessed memory outlived him by only eight months and seven days.
       I'll dare also add the testimony of one righteous soul that years ago, in his Dying hours was honored to be visited and consoled [from] on high: appearing in light to it were the then late Saint Seraphim, accompanied by Father Andrew as a co-worker and participant in His heavenly glorification. Thus revealed to us was a consoling secret – spiritually akin here souls prove also akin in the afterlife and in eternity beyond the grave. There, in the heavenly abodes, interacting with Saint Seraphim are also the souls of Fr. Archimandrite Pantheleymon, Fr. Archimandrite Seraphim, 'Mat' Seraphima and other deceased sisters of ours who we mention every day in Holy Liturgy. We deeply believe that now they – all together – have welcomed the soul of Matushka Hegumenia Seraphima in the celestial spheres of the Lord, Whom she served so sacrificially and Whom she loved so selflessly.
       But the hope that we can again be worthy to be together with Matushka further obliges us and urges us and gives us wings to keep the precious Saint Seraphim’s covenants; to execute also the spiritual advices that our dear Matushka has – for over half a century – taught us, because our allegiance to everything they passed on to us – this is the way on which in these difficult times we can preserve our loyalty to the Lord. Amen.

30 March 2010

MAYBE -- a poem Archimandrite Seraphim (Alexiev)


T A L M A C H
so much and simple





MAYBE
To walk in sin
tormented and repentant,
to shudder guilty, shy,
and seized by infinite dismay,
and put up a stern face,
be righteous and brightful,
with vice well-hidden
and virtues but for show ...
To waver in uncertainty,
live in a counterfeited fake,
turning onto God,
obedient to devil;
to pledge yourself to virtues,
and be a slave to evil,
to love life dearly,
and be in grave, but living,
and your struggle to remain
forever lost to others -
it is my fate, this...
And yours, maybe!

Archimandrite Seraphim (Alexiev)

03/24/1996 - Vladimir Djambov, translator




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Предговор на преводача
към пиесата "Съмнение, притча"

(или какво има над пиесата на Джон Шанли)
Има прилепчиви определения, от които става трудно да се отърсиш. Като например „Експериментално богословие” – казано за настоящата пиеса!
Експериментално богословие” – това е евфемизъм за сатанизма.
Истината – Съмнението и тихият пристан. Мъдростта – в надежда, вяра и любов...
За Западния човек е много по-трудно да познае Истината, защото над тях има много повече пластове лъжа, а опитното познаване на Истината е за тях до голяма степен неразбираемо.
И когато някой „западняк“ седне да размишлява – честно и с много рационален ум, то той рано или късно – стига да му е останало сърце – стига до Православието.
Владимир Джамбов
11.06.2010 г.


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Preface by the translator into Bulgarian
of the play “Doubt, a parable”

(or what’s above John Shanley’s play)
There are contagious definitions, which are hard to shake off. Such as "Experimental Theology" – said about this play!
"Experimental Theology" – an euphemism for Satanism.
Truth – Doubt and quiet harbor. Wisdom – in the hope, faith, and love...
For a Western man it is much more difficult to know the truth, because above them there are many more layers of lies and to know the truth experimentally is for them something to a great degree incomprehensible.
And when a "Westerner" sits down to meditate – honestly and with a rational mind, one sooner or later – if one has heart left – eventually comes to Orthodoxy.
Vladimir Djambov
June, 11, 2010

21 January 2003

What Does It Mean To Live, To Always Go Ahead When I’ve Left Everything Behind by Vasiliy (Roslyakov)



Translated from Russian

“In the beginning
was the Word ...”

by Optyna New-martyr
Vasiliy (Roslyakov)
(+Apr 18, 1993
devoted to Fr. Raphael

I’m weeping for the first time. Who could see?
By words who could create these tears?
What does it mean to live, to always go ahead,
When I’ve left everything behind?

How can one go away from a locked door
And how not kiss its threshold now,
When all roads only lead away,
and never let one in.

I saw what I had lost forever,
Blessed are those who later would be told -
They can then choose to believe it or not
And shake off the bitter heart load.

And how about the first: I saw the light,
And darkness could not overthrow, not overcome it.
And how could I, even after hundred years,
Tell myself it only seemed to be.


For in the first place I am to blame for all
Though cry I’d have as best I can,
And not by drops, but as a waterfall,
Let all sorrow gush out of the soul to earth.

In time, though pain in me abide,
So I may never know what those tears meant,
So like a dog, grieving in the darkness,
I at the sun at least would start to rejoice.

But no, in a palm I’ll hide my face.
What a pity that I can’t foresee a thing.
Looking back over my shoulder I will see
that to ashes pride humiliated me.

No other can my sorrow understand,
It is in my soul as a lasting dry wind,
And it seems I’ll never stand up from my knees,
And cheeks in blood have wiped these tears.

Now what: he is the only who can help,
He’d uproot bitterness out of the heart,
What does it mean to live, to always go ahead -
When I’ve left everything behind?

Hieromonk Vasiliy (Roslyakov)
/ new martyr of Optyna /