Monday, March 28, 2005

"When Easter Fails"...East or West

Please go and read this great post from his grace Bishop Seraphim.

Props for the heads up to Sky.

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Monday, March 21, 2005

The Sunday of Orthodoxy

The Proclamation of the Seventh Ecumenical Council

"We define that the holy icons, whether in color, mosaic, or some other material, should be exhibited in the holy churches of God, on the sacred vessels and liturgical vestments, on the walls, furnishings, and in houses and along the roads, namely the icons of our Lord God and Savior Jesus Christ, that of our Lady the Theotokos, those of the venerable angels and those of all saintly people. Whenever these representations are contemplated, they will cause those who look at them to commemorate and love their prototype. We define also that they should be kissed and that they are an object of veneration and honor (timitiki proskynisis), but not of real worship (latreia), which is reserved for Him Who is the subject of our faith and is proper for the divine nature { {Ópr rendered tyµpis icon is in effect transmitted to the prototype; he who venerates the icon, venerated in it the reality for which it stands."

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Sunday, March 13, 2005


Lent is underway.

I will keep my already minimal blogging to an even further reduced minimum during this period.

I wish all in the Holy Eastern Churches of God a blessed Lent.

Please forgive me a sinner.

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Friday, March 11, 2005

Can't you see i'm trying?

So, it's 6am and i'm awoken from weird dreams by pain somewhere in my body. It takes me about ten minutes to realize the pain is being caused by a cramp in the muscle just above my knee cap (quadricept i believe). I lay there massaging the muscle trying to get the pinching to subside. It isn't working, this little guy is determined to contract. I try and ignore it and go back to sleep, nope it isn't going to work. I get up and walk around my house, past the icons, cross myself and bow and continue aimless wander in confined space. Suddenly, it hits me, "Aaron, you haven't been running in quite some time."

So, it's 6:25 and i'm running through the streets of La Habra. I took a route i'd not taken before. Against the flow of traffic on busy Harbor to Whittier to Cypress to La Habra and back up Harbor. As I neared Whittier on Harbor i spotted some fellow pedestrians. Another light bulb on this foggy morning, "I'll be the friendly jogger and say 'good morning!' to these my compatriots."

I draw near to my first victims (an elderly couple), attempting eye contact and i let fly, "Good morning!" And......nothing! Ouch, that hurt. I thought perhaps they were frightened by me. I know i might look a little strange sporting a healthy and thriving beard, running shorts and the obligatory Jagermeister T-shirt. Oh well, i'm going to keep it up. Now it's gone from friendly gesture to desperate experiment. Ah yes my next subject approaches a short half brother of Mr. Miagi. Closer...closer...steady now...hold fast and let fly, but this time i varied it to the more dedicated, "Morning." BOOM! A direct hit! He ate it up with a big smile, waved his hand and mumbled back his greeting. Okay, i have renewed confidence, i can do this. Now i'm eager for my next opportunity. A couple minutes pass and finally my chance comes in the form of a conscientious lawn watering fellow. Again the approach, attempted eye contact fails (he looks at his hose???), and the delivery, "Morning." .......He looks at his stucco house and says....Nothing! Dang, this is rough. I was so hopeful after mini-Miagi. I shake off the shame and resume heavy breathing. I pass a pedestrian and a construction worker, nothing. Just as i begin to despair, i see ahead of me my dearest friend in the world, Mini-Miagi! What does he do??? No wave, no nod, no he gives me two big contorted thumbs up!

Needless to say, save the joy that Miagi brought me i was perplexed. What a strange and disconnected city i live in. It's really a disappointing thing to experience.

Joel, besides stepping on dogs, what are the people like in Bean Town?

Brett and Beniy...sorry it was spur of the moment.

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Wednesday, March 09, 2005

Farewell meat and soon enough farewell cheese...

...I'll meet you on the other side of the grave. I'll meet you at the resurrection, the death destroying triumph of Christ our God. It's not that i haven't enjoyed your company; you have been very near to my heart. I have savored you and rejoiced at your consumption, but again i say we must part. Do not be sad dear friend, i'll recall you fondly as i pass In and Out and other such smokey devil establishments. But for now, be gone!

As i find each year at this time i'm really in need of this season. I need this check to push my face up against the cold thick glass of life's rink. I need to look at the crowd of spectators (read the saints) and reflect that i haven't nearly been skating my ass off. I haven't been hammering after that puck; i haven't been a part of nearly enough assists when my team has needed me to step up. As a matter of fact, i've been standing off to the side, cringing at the crisp roar of approaching skates. I'm ready for this check. By the grace of God i'll have some of my own checks to deliver at the end of this.

Pray for me as I pray for you my friends and bloggers.

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