Feb 28, 2008

Glittering Cathedral

We were traveling home from Wednesday Liturgy last night, taking the freeway to get home. It was dark and I could see a total of about 5 stars in the sky. Now, I know there are billions more than this, because about 30 years ago I had opportunity to attend a weekend retreat in a desert in California. The first night I was there, I stepped outside and looked up. The display in the sky was so breath taking that I almost fell to my knees in worship. The heavens appeared as a black canvas sprinkled with glitter. Why couldn't I see this startling beauty back in the city? As much as we like to think that the universe revolves around us, we know that God doesn’t roll out this luminous exhibition only when we happen to be in the desert. It is always there and has always been there, since the beginning of creation.



He determines the number of the stars and calls them each by name. - Psalm 147:4

It is a well known fact that we cannot see the stars when we’re in the city, because the lights from the city are too bright. Likewise, in the daytime the presence of the sun precludes our ability to see the stars. Light some candles during daylight, and you don’t even notice them in the room. It is only against the blackness that the true beauty shines forth.


Hubble PhotosShould we be so surprised that our spiritual lives wane over the weeks when we don’t take time to “come away”? We need to be reminded daily, hourly, of the presence of those billions of stars - God’s presence, his care and power. I don’t know any other way to achieve that other than spending frequent time in God’s desert, confessing my weaknesses, gazing upon his beauty, and listening to his words. I don’t have to go on weekend retreats – just daily ones. Step into his glittering cathedral as often as you can!

Feb 18, 2008

Beauty and the Church

This morning as I was waiting for the Divine Liturgy to begin at our Eastern Orthodox Church, I took great delight watching various parents bring their little ones up to the front to the iconostasis. The time before and after the service is a marvelous opportunity to bring the children closer to the beautiful, life size icons up front and allow them to light a candle before the icon of Mary (Theotokos), Jesus, St. Basil or St. Nicholas. If you are familiar with Orthodox churches, you are already aware of the beauty that resides inside. There are bright colors everywhere, candles, and various pieces edged or covered with gold. Such a feast for the eyes!

Having come from an evangelical background, I am not accustomed to such dramatic beauty in a place in which I worship. Most of the churches I have grown up with are fairly neutral in colors and architecture is usually without ornamentation. I suppose the thinking is that those elements can be a distraction to worship. Or perhaps we have had negative associations with churches that spend inordinate amounts of money on such extras. I'm not really sure. I do think we have become impoverished by focusing exclusively on functionality and practicality when it comes to worship and communing with God and the saints.

Tradition has it that when Prince Vladimir was looking for the best religion for the people of his new country (which would later become Russia), he sent ten "good and wise men" to various nations to observe different religions and ways in which to worship. These men returned with various reports of the different religions, practices and their places of worship. Of their visit to the Orthodox churches in Constantinople they said,
We knew not whether we were in heaven or on earth. For on earth there is no such splendor or such beauty... 1

I can certainly understand a little bit of their observation now that I have seen some of that beauty myself.

What a joy it is to see the children slowly approach the front of the church with wonder and delight in their eyes, carefully lighting their candle from a candle that is already burning and gently placing it in the sand before the icons. The very young must be lifted up by a parent or grandparent in order to place their special candle among the others. A prayer of thanksgiving is said as the child's face is radiant from the small and quiet flame that burns. Such a short moment but it is filled with love on many levels - love of the parent for the child, love of the child for the beauty before him/her, love for the person whom the icon represents, love of the child for the parent who cares enough to share such an intimate moment. Yes, the church is beautiful but the activities that take place within that beauty are equally breath-taking.

1 Russian Primary Chronicle: a history of the Kievan Rus' from around 850-1110 originally compiled in Kiev about 1113.

Feb 8, 2008

Ikons

Sometimes I think I have made a transition to Eastern Christianity but then something happens to remind me that I have so many Western perspectives that will take years to change. It is difficult to think differently than how you were taught or from what was conveyed to you by adults, those in positions of authority, and those you admired. You never questioned their perspectives and opinions, because it made sense and you had respect for them. It never occurred to me that they perhaps didn't have all the information at the time. I think about this a lot as I embrace Eastern Orthodox theology.


I am staying at a Jesuit retreat center this weekend, partaking in a “silent retreat” for 3 days. There are a number of statues in the buildings and on the grounds. Oftentimes, outside there is a small chair or bench in front of the statues. An Evangelical would think, “Why would someone want to just sit there in front of a statue? It’s just a piece of cement (wood, bronze). Do these people worship these statues? Isn’t that idolatry?” As soon as you say “these people”, you have in essence erected a wall between you and “them”, whether that be Roman Catholic, Episcopal, Eastern Orthodox, or African American churches. That wall prevents any further discussion or opportunities to understand more fully why “these people” do and say what they do. We have pronounced judgment upon them and come up with the terms of punishment – ignore them and/or make fun of their beliefs and practices. This judge and jury approach to other faiths is not unique to Evangelicals and Protestants. Other faiths do the same thing in regard to Evangelicals! You have to admit that, in recent years, the name Evangelical has not been embraced with warmth and admiration by the media or the people you see everyday. Many have come to conclusions about this right wing group of Christians based on the extreme behavior and words of key representatives of this Protestant segment. In many cases, it is not a pretty picture.



Let me give an example of one area that many evangelicals misunderstand in Eastern Orthodoxy – the veneration of icons. Now just this phrase – “veneration of icons” – makes evangelicals cringe and step back as if they had just stumbled into the temple of Apollos. When I first encountered the use of icons in the Eastern Orthodox faith, I had this same reaction. What are they doing with all these images of Christ, Mary, and the saints? Why do they surround themselves with them? Are they like good luck charms? Doesn’t the bible speak strongly against such a practice – like in one of the Ten Commandments?



I could have stopped right there and dismissed “these people” as an element of Christianity I would never understand and gone on my way. I would have forever stamped them as “strange” and far from the faith I embraced. Thankfully, my husband had already done extensive reading on the subject and was embracing the use of icons himself. Can you imagine my confusion as I watched this man, whom I respect tremendously in matters of the Christian faith, taking part and finding great joy in an ancient practice that I could not fathom? Well, we weren’t short of material to read, for he had already accumulated quite a number of books. I began to read and soon discovered that I completely misunderstood the purpose of these incredible tools for worship.




"[Icons are]“an essential medium through which the holy may be approached and grace channeled, like a two-way mirror….The icon is the real equivalent to, and venerated with the same honor as, the Gospel. The one communicates religious truth through words, the other through visible forms and symbols. Both equally are modes of revelation.” (Nicholas Gendle, Catalogue: Icons in Oxford)


Icons were used extensively by Christians in the first centuries after Christ, in the churches and in homes. They were not meant to be “works of art”. They were “read”, just as you would say you have “read” the scriptures. In fact, when an iconographer paints an icon, he is said to “write” it, not “paint” it. Just as the Word of God is a means for our hearts to receivePantocrator instruction, grace, and understanding, icons can be a means of making that connection with God visually. By the way, you will find no icons of God the Father, since he is not visible to us. He only became visible to us through his Son, Jesus Christ. Therefore, there are many icons of the Son of God, since he took on humanity and walked with men. You could touch him, talk with him, and pray with him.



Evangelicals have a difficult time with the concept of mystery or things they cannot explain from a scriptural perspective, even though many will agree that a sense of mystery is missing in the bible churches today. There is a longing in our hearts to reclaim mystery in our faith, but the Age of Reason and the Enlightenment did a good job in making us suspicious and skeptical of anything we cannot understand or rationalize. We automatically put it into the category of superstition or propaganda.



I am afraid that, in our attempt to emphasize the power and benefits of God’s Word, we have pushed aside those traditions that also enabled Christians to experience God with all the senses which he has bestowed upon us. We seem to have elevated the art of reason above all the other senses. What about the visual, touch, smell, and sight? Shouldn’t these also be incorporated into our weekly and daily worship? Why have we come to distrust them so much? To me, these are all part of the “image of God” in which we were created. The believers of the first centuries valued them, and services were designed to involve as many senses as possible through the use of incense, candles, colorful and gilded icons, kneeling or prostrating, chanting, and listening. Most evangelical churches limit themselves to the preaching of the Word and music on Sunday mornings. Taking communion varies from every Sunday to 4 times a year. Their sanctuaries are not particularly appealing to the eye. Oftentimes, they are devoid of any color, designed for stage productions, a multi-purpose room that can be used for the youth on Thursday nights and then as a place of worship on Sunday mornings.



Embracing the use of icons is a way for me to begin to restore some of that mystery to my spiritual life. Icons are a connection to those who are in that “country” for which I am bound. I am on the pathway, and I need their prayers for me as I navigate the often rough terrain here on earth. Jesus, the Son of God, his dear mother, Mary, the Apostles, the Church Fathers, those martyred for their faith, my own mother, all can intercede for me and pray for me as I pray to them. An icon helps me make that connection. They are God’s words to me through “visible forms and symbols”. I do not worship the blocks of wood, nor do I worship the person portrayed. They are my “spiritual team” who daily behold the Holy Trinity and who can lay my petitions before him. Why would anyone refuse such an opportunity? The results can be life-changing.

Jan 20, 2008

This World is Not My Home

I can’t remember if I have mentioned the journey I have been on this past year – the path from Western Evangelicalism to Eastern Orthodoxy. It would take innumerable blogs to delineate the manner in which God has put together this puzzle in my life. He has used a number of books, individuals, and circumstances to lead my husband and me to a new understanding of the Christian walk through an Eastern mindset. For those of you who would enjoy reading another woman’s journey into Orthodoxy, I recommend Frederica Mathewes-Green: Frederica Mathewes-Green. For those who want a more general understanding, I suggest reading through some of the topics covered by Orthodox Wiki: http://orthodoxwiki.org/Orthodox_Christianity.



One of the joys I have discovered in this entry into Orthodoxy is learning about Christians who lived in the first hundred years after Christ. Many of them chose to spend years in remote locations in order to learn more about their faith and God Himself. They originally came from homes of wealth, impressive educational backgrounds and were disheartened with the pursuits of men and the desire for power and prestige. I had always considered such individuals as a bit crazy and self-centered who were just fed up with life and chose to just isolate themselves from humanity. How many of us would like to do the same? I would read accounts like the following and think “I cannot relate to this kind of Christianity”:




One time Macarius (at this time, a monk at the monastery) caught a thief loading his things on a donkey standing near his cell (his room). Without revealing that he was the owner of these things, the monk began to help tie up the load. Having removed himself from the world, the monk told himself, "We bring nothing at all into this world; clearly, it is not possible to take anything out from it. Blessed be the Lord for all things!"



There are amazing accounts just like this one that reveal a type of spiritual faith we are not used to in the West. These men and women understood something about the Christian faith that transcends life here on earth and is centered in heaven – daily and moment by moment. They appreciated the mystery of God and the way He is intimately involved in our lives. Their joy was not attached to things and people here on earth. Their faith was rooted, not in just the intellectual, but rather all five senses. Salvation was not limited to a one time profession of faith but a continuous transformation only possible through an intimate connection with the life of the Trinity. As a believer, one is brought into the Church, the Body of Christ (past, present and future) and a loving relationship with the Father, Son and Holy Spirit. No solo Christians here! Your life is part of an eternal community that spans time and space. In addition, you have been brought into the presence of the God of the universe who hears your prayers and cares for you.


Daily, we are besieged by the “lust of the flesh, lust of the eyes and the pride of life” (I John 2:16). Everything around us seems to communicate that this world is the most important thing and worth all sacrifices of time, money and energy. What are we doing daily to counterbalance this tremendous pull? What are we doing to focus on the eternal and that which has true value? Are we daily asking God to transform our lives as we pray and meditate and ask Him to make us more like His Son? Are we becoming less comfortable living in this world and viewing it as a “temporary residence”? Are we holding on to our jobs, money, and possessions, believing that they will bring fulfillment or offering them up for God to use however he chooses and to further His kingdom? Difficult choices, but, in return, you will reap the marvelous reward of the unbelievably rich life and love of the Holy Trinity.


For more on Macarius, go to: Macarius of Egypt

Jan 11, 2008

An Enlarged Heart

"Remembrance of wrongs comes as the final point of anger. It is a keeper of sins. It hates a just way of life. It is the ruin of virtues, the poison of the soul, a worm in the mind. It is the shame of prayer, a cutting off of supplication, a turning away from love, a nail piercing the soul. It is a pleasure less feeling cherished in the sweetness of bitterness. It is a never-ending sin, an unsleeping wrong, rancor by the hour. A dark and loathsome passion, it comes to be but has no offspring, so that one need not say much about it. A man who has put a stop to anger has also wiped out remembrance of wrongs, since offspring can come only from a living parent." St. John of the Ladder

Father Stephen pens a convicting essay on the issue of forgiving others. You might want to read it in its entirety - The Remembrance of Wrongs - if you're up for a bruising. I have never seen myself as a person who holds grudges against others, at least according to my definition. However, I find that God's definitions frequently differ quite a bit from mine! He doesn't stop at "do not hold grudges" but continues by insisting that we "forgive one another" and, further, to love them with a sacrificial love. When someone wrongs me, betrays my confidence, slanders my character, what is my immediate reaction? I cannot admit to thoughts of love and concern for them. Typically, such actions toward me result in mycastle1.jpg placing them on my "enemies" list and someone to avoid in the future. The drawbridge goes up and soldiers are sent to the towers to defend the castle! This is not at all the example that our Lord set before us as he hung on the cross, nor our dear brother, Stephen, while he was being stoned to death. We have never experienced such rejection and suffering, and yet their responses were the same toward their accusers: (The Lord)"Father, forgive them for they know not what they do" and (Stephen)"Lord, lay not this sin to their charge". These requests came from the very depths of their hearts. Their love for others was greater than any injury or insult they could sustain.


If this makes you uncomfortable (as I am) about your present attitude toward certain individuals who have hurt you, the incorrect thing to do is to concentrate on not holding grudges and trying to be more kind to others. The piece that is missing is not a need for more forgiveness but a need for more love toward others. Love of this depth and magnitude is supernatural and can only come from God's Spirit working in and though us. We cannot produce it ourselves. We can manufacture a weak likeness to it, but it has no power, no life-changing qualities. What is needed is more humility - realizing our propensity to sin in our thoughts, words, and actions. And humility comes as we gaze upon Christ and see how spiritually needy we truly are. Others are the same. We are in the same boat. They need his grace and mercy just as much as we do. As we beseech the Lord daily to purify our hearts, we will find greater capacity to love those around us.
"The purer the heart becomes, the larger it becomes." St. John of Kronstadt

Dec 29, 2007

I've Moved!

Come visit me at my new blog site: Narrow Pathways.

A Change in Plans

I have some thoughts concerning Mary and Joseph’s flight to Egypt after Jesus was born. Traveling with a newborn certainly wasn’t in their plans. They were just in Bethlehem to register for the census! They probably didn’t even have much with them, because it was going to be a relatively short stay. An angel appears to Joseph in a dream, in the middle of the night, and instructs him to leave Bethlehem immediately (not after daybreak, mind you) and head for Egypt. Talk about dreading late night phone calls! Now the young family was setting off on a long journey that would delay their returning home for several years. Imagine flying to California to sign a few important papers only to be informed that you had to fly to Canada in the middle of the night and then spend several years there. All you had with you was carry on luggage!

God often leads us where we don’t want to go or didn’t plan to go. As humans, our response can range from surprise to irritation to fear to anger. Once again, I am reminded that God is more concerned with my response to events and people rather than what is actually happening. He is building a temple – foundations must be laid, marble chiseled out of the mountain, columns used as supports. He does this by strengthening our character and making us more like his Son. This can only happen as we are obedient to him and malleable in his hands. His promises to walk with us and to never abandon us are our comfort and our joy in the journey, wherever that may lead us.

Holy God, my husband and I are on that journey to Egypt. We don’t know why or where we’re going, but we know it’s an uncharted path for us. Remind me that you are more concerned with my responses each day to events and people rather than my navigation techniques. Just as you didn’t tell Joseph everything that lay ahead for his little family, you have not revealed your plans for us. All you ask is for us to look to you for guidance, direction and strength for each day.

Joseph left his job, tools, resources in Nazareth, not thinking he would need them for the short trip to Bethlehem and back. There was no time to return to Nazareth and collect his tools before heading to Egypt. He had to trust you to provide for the daily food and shelter and clothing. He didn’t have a job waiting for him in Egypt. He would have to find work when he arrived. Lord, this is so applicable to our present situation. Thank you for revealing these promises to me and reassuring me of your presence in every situation.