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Σάββατο 16 Απριλίου 2022

CALLING THE DEAD TO NEW LIFE — THE RAISING OF LAZARUS FROM THE DEAD!...




Orthodox Metropolis of Zambia

On the day before Palm Sunday (and the start of Holy Week), the Eastern Orthodox Church celebrates what we call Lazarus Saturday. On this day, we remember Christ’s raising of His dear friend Lazarus from the dead, after he had been dead four days. This feast marks the end of the forty days of Great Lent and serves as a unique transition into our Lord’s Passion. In triumph and joy, the Church bears witness to Christ’s power over death and exalts Him as King before entering the most solemn week of the year, one that leads the faithful in remembrance of His suffering and death and concludes with the great and glorious Feast of Pascha.

CELEBRATION OF THE FEAST
Having fulfilled Forty Days […] we ask to see the Holy Week of Thy Passion. With these words sung at Friday Vespers, Lent comes to its end; and we enter into the annual commemoration of Christ’s suffering, death and Resurrection. Liturgical texts describe the double feast of Lazarus’ resurrection and the Entrance of the Lord to Jerusalem (Palm Sunday) as the “beginning of the Cross”. Therefore, we must understand this Feast in the context of Holy Week. The Troparion of these days explicitly affirms that by raising Lazarus from the dead, Christ confirmed the truth of universal resurrection. Light and joy shine not only at the end of Holy Week but also at its beginning; they illumine darkness itself and reveal its ultimate meaning.

All those familiar with Orthodox worship know the peculiar, almost paradoxical character of Lazarus Saturday services. It is a Resurrection service on a Saturday, a day usually devoted to the liturgical commemoration of the dead. And the joy which permeates these services stresses one central theme: the upcoming victory of Christ over Hades. Hades is the Biblical term for Death, for that unescapable darkness and destruction that swallows all life and poisons the world with its shadow. But now—with Lazarus’ resurrection—death begins to tremble. Here, the decisive duel between Life and Death begins, and it gives us the key to the mystery of Pascha. In the early Church, Lazarus Saturday was called the “announcement of Pascha”; it announces and anticipates, indeed, the wonderful light and peace of the next Saturday—the Great and Holy Saturday, the day of the Lifegiving Tomb.

THE RAISING OF LAZARUS IN SCRIPTURE
THE LORD WAITS

We find this powerful story in the Gospel of John 11:1-45. Lazarus becomes ill, and his sisters, Mary and Martha send a message to Jesus. In response, Jesus says, “This illness does not lead to death; rather it is for God’s glory, so that the Son of God may be glorified through it” (vv. 1-4).

Instead of going immediately to Bethany, the town where Lazarus lived, Christ remained where he was for two more days. Only then did He return to Judea with His disciples, who tried to convince Him not to go for fear of the Jews who had recently tried to stone Him (John 10:31). Jesus comforts them and then explains that Lazarus has fallen asleep and that He must go to wake him. The disciples, mistakenly thinking the Lord meant Lazarus was simply sleeping, wondered why Jesus would go to wake him. This led to Jesus telling them directly that Lazarus was, indeed, dead.

MARTHA AND MARY GREET THE LORD
When Martha, one of Lazarus’ sisters, heard that Jesus was approaching, she went to meet Him. She said to Him, “Lord, if you had been here, my brother would not have died. But even now I know that God will give you whatever you ask of Him.” Jesus told her that her brother will rise again. Martha said she knew he would rise again in the resurrection on the last day.

But Jesus corrected her and said, “I am the resurrection and the life. Those who believe in me, even though they die, will live, and everyone who lives and believes in me will never die.” Jesus asked Martha if she believed this. And she said to Him, “Yes, Lord, I believe that you are the Messiah, the Son of God, the one coming into the world” (vv. 17-27).

After this, Martha returned to tell Mary that Jesus had come and was asking for her. Mary went to Him, followed by those consoling her. The mourners followed her, thinking she was going to the tomb to weep there. When she came to Jesus, she fell at His feet and said, “Lord, if you had been here, my brother would not have died.”

Jesus saw her weeping and those who were with her, and He was deeply moved. He asked to be taken to the tomb of Lazarus. As Jesus wept, the Jews said, “See how He loved him.” Others wondered that if Jesus could open the eyes of the blind, He certainly could have kept Lazarus from dying (vv. 28-37).

RAISING LAZARUS
Jesus came to the tomb and asked that someone move the stone from the door. Martha remarked that Lazarus had now been in the tomb for four days and that there would be a stench. Jesus replied, “Did I not tell you that if you believed, you would see the glory of God?” They took the stone away. Then Jesus looked toward heaven and said, “Father, I thank You for having heard me, but I have said this for the sake of the crowd standing here, so they may believe that You sent Me.” When He had said this, He called out with a loud voice, “Lazarus, come out!” Lazarus walked out of the tomb, bound with the strips of burial cloth, and Jesus said, “Unbind him, and let him go” (vv. 38-44).
According to ancient Jewish Tradition, the soul remained near the body for only three days. As a result of this miracle, many of the Jews present came to believe in Jesus. Christ performs this miracle to reassure His disciples that though He will suffer and die, He is still Lord and Victor over death. The resurrection of Lazarus is a prophecy in the form of an action. It foreshadows Christ’s own Resurrection eight days later, and at the same time it anticipates the resurrection of all the righteous on the Last Day: Lazarus is “the saving first-fruits of the regeneration of the world.”


THE SYMBOLISM BEHIND RAISING LAZARUS
Lazarus, as the friend of Christ, serves as a symbol for all of mankind. As beings made in the image of God, we are all called to divine friendship with Him: knowledge of God, communion with Him, and sharing of life with Him. “In Him was life and the life was the light of men” (John 1:4). And yet death (which God didn’t create) destroys and annihilates His creation.

But why does Christ weep if He knows that in a moment He will call Lazarus back from the dead? Because He contemplates the triumph of death and destruction in the world He created. At the grave of Lazarus, God encounters Death. He meets His Enemy, who has taken away from Him His world and become its prince. And we who follow Jesus enter with Him into that hour, into the climax and fulfillment of His work.

The Cross, its necessity and universal meaning are announced in the shortest verse of the Gospel: “and Jesus wept”. It is because He wept, i.e., loved Lazarus, that Jesus had the power of calling him back to life. The power of Resurrection is not a divine “power in itself,” but the power of love, or rather love as power. God is Love and Love is life. And Love creates Life. It is Love that weeps at the grave and it is Love that restores life. In Christ’s Divine tears, love is at work again —recreating, redeeming, restoring the darkened life of man. And this is why Lazarus Saturday is the beginning of both: the Cross, as the supreme sacrifice of love, and the Resurrection, as the ultimate triumph of love.

John 11:1-45
21st Century King James Version
 
11 Now a certain man was sick named Lazarus, of Bethany, the town of Mary and her sister Martha.

2 (It was that Mary who had anointed the Lord with ointment and wiped His feet with her hair, whose brother Lazarus was sick.)

3 Therefore his sisters sent unto Him, saying, “Lord, behold, he whom Thou lovest is sick.”

4 When Jesus heard that, He said, “This sickness is not unto death, but for the glory of God, that the Son of God might be glorified thereby.”

5 Now Jesus loved Martha and her sister and Lazarus.

6 When He heard therefore that Lazarus was sick, He stayed two days still in the same place where He was.

7 Then after that He said to His disciples, “Let us go into Judea again.”

8 His disciples said unto Him, “Master, the Jews of late sought to stone Thee, and goest Thou thither again?”

9 Jesus answered, “Are there not twelve hours in the day? If any man walk in the day he stumbleth not, because he seeth the light of this world.

10 But if a man walk in the night, he stumbleth because there is no light in him.”

11 These things said He, and after that He said unto them, “Our friend Lazarus sleepeth; but I go, that I may awaken him out of sleep.”

12 Then said His disciples, “Lord, if he sleep he shall do well.”

13 However Jesus spoke of his death, but they thought that He had spoken of the taking of rest in sleep.

14 Then Jesus said unto them plainly, “Lazarus is dead.

15 And I am glad for your sakes that I was not there, to the intent that ye may believe. Nevertheless let us go unto him.”

16 Then Thomas, who was called Didymus, said unto his fellow disciples, “Let us also go, that we may die with Him.”

17 Then when Jesus came, He found that he had lain in the grave four days already.

18 Now Bethany was nigh unto Jerusalem, about two miles away,

19 and many of the Jews came to Martha and Mary to comfort them concerning their brother.

20 Then Martha, as soon as she heard that Jesus was coming, went and met Him; but Mary sat still in the house.

21 Then Martha said unto Jesus, “Lord, if Thou hadst been here, my brother would not have died.

22 But I know that even now, whatsoever Thou wilt ask of God, God will give it Thee.”

23 Jesus said unto her, “Thy brother shall rise again.”

24 Martha said unto Him, “I know that he shall rise again at the resurrection on the Last Day.”

25 Jesus said unto her, “I am the resurrection and the Life. He that believeth in Me, though he were dead, yet shall he live;

26 and whosoever liveth and believeth in Me shall never die. Believest thou this?”

27 She said unto Him, “Yea, Lord, I believe that Thou art the Christ, the Son of God, who should come into the world.”

28 And when she had so said, she went her way and called Mary her sister secretly, saying, “The Master has come, and calleth for thee.”

29 As soon as she heard that, she arose quickly and came unto Him.

30 Now Jesus had not yet come into the town, but was in that place where Martha met Him.

31 The Jews then, who were with her in the house and comforting her, when they saw that Mary rose up hastily and went out, followed her, saying, “She goeth unto the grave to weep there.”

32 Then when Mary had come where Jesus was and saw Him, she fell down at His feet, saying unto Him, “Lord, if Thou hadst been here, my brother would not have died.”

33 When Jesus therefore saw her weeping, and the Jews also weeping who came with her, He groaned in the spirit and was troubled,

34 and said, “Where have ye laid him?” They said unto Him, “Lord, come and see.”

35 Jesus wept.

36 Then said the Jews, “Behold, how he loved him!”

37 And some of them said, “Could not this man, who opened the eyes of the blind, have caused that even this man should not have died?”

38 Jesus therefore again, groaning in Himself, came to the grave. It was a cave, and a stone lay against it.

39 Jesus said, “Take ye away the stone.” Martha, the sister of him that was dead, said unto Him, “Lord, by this time there is a stench, for he hath been dead four days.”

40 Jesus said unto her, “Said I not unto thee that if thou would believe, thou should see the glory of God?”

41 Then they took away the stone from the place where the dead was laid. And Jesus lifted up His eyes and said, “Father, I thank Thee that Thou hast heard Me.

42 And I knew that Thou hearest Me always, but because of the people who stand by I said it, that they may believe that Thou hast sent Me.”

43 And when He thus had spoken, He cried with a loud voice, “Lazarus, come forth!”

44 And he that was dead came forth, bound hand and foot with graveclothes, and his face was bound about with a napkin. Jesus said unto them, “Loose him, and let him go.”

45 Then many of the Jews who came to Mary and had seen the things which Jesus did, believed in Him
 
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João 11:1-45
Almeida Revista e Corrigida 2009
A ressurreição de Lázaro

11 Estava, então, enfermo um certo Lázaro, de Betânia, aldeia de Maria e de sua irmã Marta. 2 E Maria era aquela que tinha ungido o Senhor com unguento e lhe tinha enxugado os pés com os seus cabelos, cujo irmão, Lázaro, estava enfermo. 3 Mandaram-lhe, pois, suas irmãs dizer: Senhor, eis que está enfermo aquele que tu amas. 4 E Jesus, ouvindo isso, disse: Esta enfermidade não é para morte, mas para glória de Deus, para que o Filho de Deus seja glorificado por ela. 5 Ora, Jesus amava a Marta, e a sua irmã, e a Lázaro. 6 Ouvindo, pois, que estava enfermo, ficou ainda dois dias no lugar onde estava. 7 Depois disso, disse aos seus discípulos: Vamos outra vez para a Judeia. 8 Disseram-lhe os discípulos: Rabi, ainda agora os judeus procuravam apedrejar-te, e tornas para lá? 9 Jesus respondeu: Não há doze horas no dia? Se alguém andar de dia, não tropeça, porque vê a luz deste mundo. 10 Mas, se andar de noite, tropeça, porque nele não há luz. 11 Assim falou e, depois, disse-lhes: Lázaro, o nosso amigo, dorme, mas vou despertá-lo do sono. 12 Disseram, pois, os seus discípulos: Senhor, se dorme, estará salvo. 13 Mas Jesus dizia isso da sua morte; eles, porém, cuidavam que falava do repouso do sono. 14 Então, Jesus disse-lhes claramente: Lázaro está morto, 15 e folgo, por amor de vós, de que eu lá não estivesse, para que acrediteis. Mas vamos ter com ele. 16 Disse, pois, Tomé, chamado Dídimo, aos condiscípulos: Vamos nós também, para morrermos com ele.

17 Chegando, pois, Jesus, achou que já havia quatro dias que estava na sepultura. 18 (Ora, Betânia distava de Jerusalém quase quinze estádios.) 19 E muitos dos judeus tinham ido consolar a Marta e a Maria, acerca de seu irmão. 20 Ouvindo, pois, Marta que Jesus vinha, saiu-lhe ao encontro; Maria, porém, ficou assentada em casa. 21 Disse, pois, Marta a Jesus: Senhor, se tu estivesses aqui, meu irmão não teria morrido. 22 Mas também, agora, sei que tudo quanto pedires a Deus, Deus to concederá. 23 Disse-lhe Jesus: Teu irmão há de ressuscitar. 24 Disse-lhe Marta: Eu sei que há de ressuscitar na ressurreição do último Dia. 25 Disse-lhe Jesus: Eu sou a ressurreição e a vida; quem crê em mim, ainda que esteja morto, viverá; 26 e todo aquele que vive e crê em mim nunca morrerá. Crês tu isso? 27 Disse-lhe ela: Sim, Senhor, creio que tu és o Cristo, o Filho de Deus, que havia de vir ao mundo.

28 E, dito isso, partiu e chamou em segredo a Maria, sua irmã, dizendo: O Mestre está aqui e chama-te. 29 Ela, ouvindo isso, levantou-se logo e foi ter com ele. 30 (Ainda Jesus não tinha chegado à aldeia, mas estava no lugar onde Marta o encontrara.) 31 Vendo, pois, os judeus que estavam com ela em casa e a consolavam que Maria apressadamente se levantara e saíra, seguiram-na, dizendo: Vai ao sepulcro para chorar ali. 32 Tendo, pois, Maria chegado aonde Jesus estava e vendo-o, lançou-se aos seus pés, dizendo-lhe: Senhor, se tu estivesses aqui, meu irmão não teria morrido. 33 Jesus, pois, quando a viu chorar e também chorando os judeus que com ela vinham, moveu-se muito em espírito e perturbou-se. 34 E disse: Onde o pusestes? Disseram-lhe: Senhor, vem e vê. 35 Jesus chorou. 36 Disseram, pois, os judeus: Vede como o amava. 37 E alguns deles disseram: Não podia ele, que abriu os olhos ao cego, fazer também com que este não morresse? 38 Jesus, pois, movendo-se outra vez muito em si mesmo, foi ao sepulcro; e era uma caverna e tinha uma pedra posta sobre ela. 39 Disse Jesus: Tirai a pedra. Marta, irmã do defunto, disse-lhe: Senhor, já cheira mal, porque é já de quatro dias. 40 Disse-lhe Jesus: Não te hei dito que, se creres, verás a glória de Deus? 41 Tiraram, pois, a pedra. E Jesus, levantando os olhos para o céu, disse: Pai, graças te dou, por me haveres ouvido. 42 Eu bem sei que sempre me ouves, mas eu disse isso por causa da multidão que está ao redor, para que creiam que tu me enviaste. 43 E, tendo dito isso, clamou com grande voz: Lázaro, vem para fora. 44 E o defunto saiu, tendo as mãos e os pés ligados com faixas, e o seu rosto, envolto num lenço. Disse-lhes Jesus: Desligai-o e deixai-o ir.

45 Muitos, pois, dentre os judeus que tinham vindo a Maria e que tinham visto o que Jesus fizera creram nele.
 
St Lazarus, holy icon from the city of Larnaca, Cyprus

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Йоан 11:1-45
1940 Bulgarian Bible

11 Един <човек на име> Лазар, от Витания, от селото на Мария и на сестра й Марта, беше болен.

2 (А Мария, чийто брат Лазар беше болен, бе оная, която помаза Господа с миро и отри нозете Му с косата си).

3 И тъй, сестрите пратиха до Него да Му кажат: Господи, ето този, когото обичаш, е болен.

4 А Исус, като чу това, рече: Тази болест не е смъртоносна, но е за Божията слава, за да се прослави Божият Син чрез нея.

5 А Исус обичаше Марта, и сестра й, и Лазара.

6 Тогава откак чу, че бил болен, престоя два дни на мястото, гдето се намираше.

7 А подир това, каза на учениците: Да отидем пак в Юдея.

8 Казват Му учениците: Учителю, сега юдеите искаха да Те убият с камъни, и пак ли там отиваш?

9 Исус отговори: Нали има дванадесет часа в деня? Ако ходи някой денем, не се препъва, защото вижда виделината на тоя свят.

10 Но ако ходи някой нощем, препъва се, защото не е осветлен.

11 Това изговори, и подир туй им каза: Нашият приятел Лазар заспа; но Аз отивам да го събудя.

12 Затова учениците Му рекоха: Господи, ако е заспал, ще оздравее.

13 Но Исус бе говорил за смъртта му; а те мислеха, че говори за почиване в сън.

14 Тогава Исус им рече ясно: Лазар умря.

15 И заради вас, радвам се, че не бях там, за да повярвате; обаче, нека да отидем при него.

16 Тогава Тома, наречен близнак, каза на съучениците: Да отидем и ние, за да умрем с Него.

17 И тъй, като дойде Исус, намери, че <Лазар> бил от четири дни в гроба.

18 А Витания беше близо до Ерусалим, колкото петнадесет стадии;

19 и мнозина от юдеите бяха при Марта и Мария да ги утешават за брат им.

20 Марта, прочее, като чу, че идел Исус, отиде да Го посрещне; а Мария още седеше в къщи.

21 Тогава Марта рече на Исуса: Господи, да беше Ти тука, не щеше да умре брат ми.

22 Но и сега зная, че каквото и да поискаш от Бога, Бог ще Ти даде.

23 Казва й Исус: Брат ти ще възкръсне.

24 Казва Му Марта: Зная, че ще възкръсне във възкресението на последния ден.

25 Исус й рече: Аз съм възкресението и живота; който вярва в Мене, ако и да умре, ще живее;

26 и никой, който е жив и вярва в Мене, няма да умре до века. Вярваш ли това?

27 Казва му: Да Господи, вярвам, че Ти си Христос, Божият Син, Който има да дойде на света.

28 И като рече това, отиде да повика скришом сестра си Мария, казвайки: Учителят е дошъл и те вика.

29 И тя, щом чу това, стана бързо и отиде при Него.

30 Исус още не беше дошъл в селото, а беше на мястото, гдето Го посрещна Марта.

31 А юдеите, които бяха с нея в къщи и я утешаваха, като видяха, че Мария стана бързо и излезе, отидоха подире й, като мислеха че отива на гроба да плаче там.

32 И тъй, Мария, като дойде там гдето беше Исус и Го видя, падна пред нозете Му и рече Му: Господи, да беше Ти тука, нямаше да умре брат ми.

33 Исус, като я видя, че плаче, и юдеите, които я придружаваха, че плачат, разтъжи се в духа си и се смути.

34 И рече: Где го положихте? Казват Му: Господи, дойди и виж.

35 Исус се просълзи.

36 Затова юдеите думаха: Виж колко го е обичал!

37 А някои от тях рекоха: Не можеше ли Този, Който отвори очите на слепеца, да направи така, че и този да не умре?

38 Исус, прочее, като тъжеше пак в Себе Си, дохожда на гроба. Беше пещера, и на нея бе привален камък.

39 Казва Исус: Отместете камъка. Марта, сестрата на умрелия, Му казва: Господи, смърди вече, защото е от четири дни в <гроба>.

40 Казва й Исус: Не рекох ли ти, че ако повярваш ще видиш Божията слава?

41 И тъй, отместиха камъка. А Исус подигна очи нагоре и рече: Отче, благодаря Ти, че Ме послуша.

42 Аз знаех, че Ти винаги Ме слушаш; но това казах заради народа, който стои наоколо, за да повярват, че Ти си Ме пратил.

43 Като каза това, извика със силен глас: Лазаре, излез вън!

44 Умрелият излезе, с ръце и нозе повити в саван, и лицето му забрадено с кърпа. Исус им каза: Разповийте го и оставете го да си иде.

45 Тогава мнозина от юдеите, които бяха дошли при Мария и видяха това що стори <Исус>, повярваха в Него.
 
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Κατά Ιωάννην Άγιο Ευαγγέλιο, Κεφάλαιο ΙΑ'(11) 1-45 Νεοελληνική Απόδοση

Ο θάνατος του Λαζάρου
Ήταν τότε κάποιος που ασθενούσε, ο Λάζαρος από τη Βηθανία, από το χωριό της Μαρίας και της Μάρθας της αδελφής της.
Και ήταν η Μαρία εκείνη που άλειψε τον Κύριο με μύρο και σκούπισε τα πόδια του με τα μαλλιά της, της οποίας ο αδελφός της ο Λάζαρος ασθενούσε.
Απέστειλαν ανθρώπους, λοιπόν, οι αδελφές προς αυτόν και έλεγαν: «Κύριε, δες, αυτός που αγαπάς ασθενεί».
Όταν το άκουσε τότε ο Ιησούς, είπε: «Αυτή η ασθένεια δεν είναι για θάνατο, αλλά για τη δόξα του Θεού, για να δοξασθεί ο Υιός του Θεού μέσω αυτής».
Μάλιστα ο Ιησούς αγαπούσε τη Μάρθα και την αδελφή της και το Λάζαρο.
Μόλις λοιπόν άκουσε ότι ασθενεί, τότε έμεινε στον τόπο όπου ήταν δύο ημέρες.
Έπειτα, μετά από αυτό, λέει στους μαθητές: «Ας πηγαίνουμε στην Ιουδαία πάλι».
Του λένε οι μαθητές: «Ραβί, τώρα ζητούσαν να σε λιθοβολήσουν οι Ιουδαίοι, και πάλι πηγαίνεις εκεί;»
Αποκρίθηκε ο Ιησούς: «Δεν είναι δώδεκα οι ώρες της ημέρας; Αν κάποιος περπατά την ημέρα, δε σκοντάφτει, γιατί το φως του κόσμου τούτου βλέπει.
Αν όμως κάποιος περπατά τη νύχτα, σκοντάφτει, γιατί το φως δεν είναι με αυτόν».
Αυτά είπε, και μετά από αυτό τους λέει: «Ο Λάζαρος ο φίλος μας έχει κοιμηθεί, αλλά πορεύομαι για να τον ξυπνήσω».
Του είπαν λοιπόν οι μαθητές: «Κύριε, αν έχει κοιμηθεί, θα σωθεί».
Ο Ιησούς όμως είχε μιλήσει για το θάνατό του. Ενώ εκείνοι νόμισαν ότι μιλάει για την κοίμηση του ύπνου.
Τότε λοιπόν τους είπε ο Ιησούς καθαρά: «Ο Λάζαρος πέθανε,
και χαίρομαι για σας, για να πιστέψετε, επειδή δεν ήμουν εκεί. Αλλά ας πηγαίνουμε προς αυτόν».
Είπε τότε ο Θωμάς, ο λεγόμενος Δίδυμος, στους συμμαθητές του: «Ας πηγαίνουμε κι εμείς να πεθάνουμε μαζί του».

Ο Ιησούς είναι η Ανάσταση και η Ζωή
Όταν ήρθε λοιπόν ο Ιησούς, τον βρήκε ήδη τέσσερις ημέρες να είναι στο μνήμα.
Και η Βηθανία ήταν κοντά στα Ιεροσόλυμα σε απόσταση μικρότερη από τρία χιλιόμετρα.
Και πολλοί από τους Ιουδαίους είχαν έρθει προς τη Μάρθα και τη Μαρία, για να τις παρηγορήσουν για τον αδελφό τους.
Η Μάρθα, λοιπόν, μόλις άκουσε ότι ο Ιησούς έρχεται, τον προϋπάντησε. Και η Μαρία καθόταν μέσα στον οίκο.
Είπε τότε η Μάρθα προς τον Ιησού: «Κύριε, αν ήσουν εδώ, δε θα πέθαινε ο αδελφός μου.
Αλλά και τώρα ξέρω ότι όσα ζητήσεις από το Θεό, θα σου τα δώσει ο Θεός».
Της λέει ο Ιησούς: «Θα αναστηθεί ο αδελφός σου».
Του λέει η Μάρθα: «Ξέρω ότι θα αναστηθεί κατά την ανάσταση, την έσχατη ημέρα».
Της είπε ο Ιησούς: «Εγώ είμαι η ανάσταση και η ζωή. Όποιος πιστεύει σ’ εμένα κι αν πεθάνει θα ζήσει,
και καθένας που ζει και πιστεύει σ’ εμένα δε θα πεθάνει στον αιώνα. Το πιστεύεις αυτό;»
Του λέει: «Ναι, Κύριε. Εγώ έχω πιστέψει ότι εσύ είσαι ο Χριστός, ο Υιός του Θεού, ο ερχόμενος στον κόσμο».

Ο Ιησούς δακρύζει
Και όταν είπε αυτό, έφυγε και φώναξε τη Μαρία την αδελφή της κρυφά και της είπε: «Ο δάσκαλος είναι εδώ και σε φωνάζει».
Εκείνη τότε, μόλις το άκουσε, σηκώθηκε γρήγορα και ερχόταν προς αυτόν.
Ακόμα, λοιπόν, ο Ιησούς δεν είχε έρθει στο χωριό, αλλά ήταν ακόμα στον τόπο όπου τον προϋπάντησε η Μάρθα.
Οι Ιουδαίοι, τότε, που ήταν μαζί της στην οικία και την παρηγορούσαν, όταν είδαν τη Μαρία ότι γρήγορα σηκώθηκε και εξήλθε, την ακολούθησαν, επειδή νόμισαν ότι πηγαίνει στο μνήμα, για να κλάψει εκεί.
Η Μαρία, λοιπόν, μόλις ήρθε εκεί όπου ήταν ο Ιησούς, όταν τον είδε, έπεσε μπροστά στα πόδια του και του λέει: «Κύριε, αν ήσουν εδώ, δε θα μου πέθαινε ο αδελφός».
Ο Ιησούς, τότε, καθώς την είδε να κλαίει και τους Ιουδαίους που ήρθαν μαζί της να κλαίνε, αναστέναξε στο πνεύμα του και ταράχτηκε
και είπε: «Πού τον έχετε θέσει;» Του λένε: «Κύριε, έλα και δες».
Δάκρυσε ο Ιησούς.
Έλεγαν λοιπόν οι Ιουδαίοι: «Δες πώς τον αγαπούσε».
Μερικοί όμως από αυτούς είπαν: «Δεν μπορούσε αυτός, που άνοιξε τα μάτια του τυφλού, να κάνει ώστε και αυτός να μην πεθάνει;»

Η ανάσταση του Λαζάρου
Ο Ιησούς, λοιπόν, πάλι αφού αναστέναξε μέσα του, έρχεται στο μνήμα. Και εκείνο ήταν σπήλαιο, και ένας λίθος βρισκόταν πάνω του στην είσοδο.
Λέει ο Ιησούς: «Σηκώστε το λίθο». Του λέει η αδελφή του πεθαμένου, η Μάρθα: «Κύριε, ήδη μυρίζει, γιατί είναι η τέταρτη ημέρα που πέθανε».
Της λέει ο Ιησούς: «Δε σου είπα ότι, αν πιστέψεις, θα δεις τη δόξα του Θεού;»
Σήκωσαν λοιπόν το λίθο. Τότε ο Ιησούς σήκωσε τους οφθαλμούς του πάνω και είπε: «Πατέρα, σε ευχαριστώ γιατί με άκουσες.
Εγώ βέβαια ήξερα ότι πάντα με ακούς, αλλά για το πλήθος που έχει σταθεί γύρω το είπα, για να πιστέψουν ότι εσύ με απέστειλες».
Και αφού είπε αυτά, με μεγάλη φωνή κραύγασε: «Λάζαρε, βγες έξω».
Εξήλθε τότε ο πεθαμένος, έχοντας δεμένα τα πόδια του και τα χέρια του με επιδέσμους, και το πρόσωπό του ήταν περιδεμένο με μαντίλι. Τους λέει ο Ιησούς: «Λύστε τον και αφήστε τον να φύγει».

Η συνωμοσία για να σκοτώσουν τον Ιησού
Πολλοί λοιπόν από τους Ιουδαίους που ήρθαν προς τη Μαρία και είδαν όσα έκανε πίστεψαν σ’ αυτόν.
 
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Κυριακή 30 Ιανουαρίου 2022

Saint Arsenius of Paros (January 31) & the Miracle of the Resurrection of a Baby Girl in Belgium

 

Orthodox Church in America (icons)
 
Saint Arsenius was born on January 31, 1800 in Ioannina, Epirus of pious Orthodox parents. In holy Baptism he was given the name Athanasius. His parents died when he was quite young. He was only nine years old when he made his way to Kydoniai, Asia Minor, where he was received by Hieromonk Gregory Saraphis and enrolled in his school. His humility and piety endeared him to Father Gregory and also to the other teachers. The boy remained at the school for five years, surpassing the other students in learning and in virtue.

One day the renowned Spiritual Father Daniel of Zagora, Thessaly came to the school to hear confessions. Athanasius became Daniel’s disciple, remaining with him until the latter’s death.

Not long after this, Father Daniel decided to go to the Holy Mountain for quiet and spiritual struggles. Athanasius begged his Elder not to leave him, but to take him with him. He expressed the desire to travel to Mt. Athos, the Garden of the All-Holy Virgin, and to become a monk.

Father Daniel instructed Athanasius in the monastic life, which is called “the art of arts, and the science of sciences.” The holy Elder was a perfect teacher who was accomplished in the spiritual life, and Athanasius was an attentive student. After a time Father Daniel tonsured his pupil, and told him he had to learn three important lessons. First, he must cut off his own will. Secondly, he must acquire humility. Finally, he must learn obedience. “If you cut off your will, if you become humble, and if you practice perfect obedience, you will also make progress in the other virtues, and God will glorify you.”

After a further period of testing, Father Daniel tonsured Athanasius into the Great Schema and gave him the name Arsenius. The saint remained on Mt. Athos with his Elder for six years. Then they had to leave the Holy Mountain because of the agitation against the so-called “Kollyvades,” who called for a strict adherence to Holy Tradition. The name comes from the kollyva (boiled wheat) used in the memorial service. Part of the controversy involved the debate on whether it was proper to serve memorial services for the dead on Sunday. The Kollyvades believed that these services were inappropriate for the Day of Resurrection, but should be served on Saturday. The Kollyvades advocated frequent Communion, rather than the practice of receiving the Holy Mysteries only a few times during the year. When Father Daniel and Saint Arsenius left Athos, it was probably due to the animosity of those who opposed the Kollyvades.

Early in 1821, before the Greek War of Independence, they went to the Monastery of Pendeli near Athens. Their stay was a brief one, for Father Daniel forsaw the destruction of the monastery by the Turks.

The two made their way to the Cyclades Islands in the southern Aegean Sea. First they stopped at Paros, perhaps because some of the Kollyvades had settled there. Eventually, they decided to live on the island of Pholegandros. Since there were no teachers for the children, the inhabitants entreated Father Daniel to allow Saint Arsenius to instruct their children. The Elder agreed, and had Arsenius ordained as a deacon. Then he was appointed to the teaching post by the government.

The saint remained there as a teacher from 1829-1840. He taught the required subjects in school, but he also helped his students to form a good character, and to live as pious Christians.

In 1840 Saint Arsenius entered the Monastery of Saint George on the island of Paros. Elder Daniel had passed away in 1837. Before his repose, he asked his disciple to take his remains to Mt. Athos after two years. Saint Arsenius left Plolegandros in obedience to Father Daniel’s request, planning to stop on Paros then continue to the Holy Mountain. On Paros the abbot of Saint George’s Monastery, Father Elias Georgiadis, told Saint Arsenius that it was God’s will for him to remain on Paros. This was providential, because Mt. Athos was undergoing great difficulty after the Greek War of Independence. 3,000 Turkish soldiers occupied Athos, resulting in the departure of 5,000 of the 6,000 monks.

Saint Arsenius joined the community at Saint George’s Monastery on the northern end of Paros. There he found spiritual strivers of true wisdom and excellent conduct, who were worthy models for him to follow.

When he was ordained to the holy priesthood at the age of forty-seven, Saint Arsenius intensified his spiritual efforts. Every day he studied the Holy Scriptures and the writings of the Fathers, and became adept at the unceasing prayer of the heart. He also began to show forth the gift of tears. In this, he resembled his patron Saint Arsenius the Great (May 8), who continuously wept tears of contrition.

Gradually, the inhabitants of Paros came to recognize him as an outstanding Father Confessor and spiritual guide. Whenever he stood before the holy altar, he felt that he was standing before God. He served with great compunction, and his face often became radiant like the face of an angel.

As his virtues became known to people, they flocked to him from near and far. He received all with paternal affection, treating each one with the proper spiritual medicine which would restore their souls to health.

A certain girl from Syros came to the Convent of the Transfiguration to visit her sister, who was a nun. The nun had previously been informed that her sister had fallen into a serious sin. When she learned that the girl was outside the doors of the convent, the nun screamed at her, “Go far away from here. Since you are defiled, you will defile the convent and the nuns.” Instead of feeling pity for her sister, and trying to lead her to repentance, the nun and some of the other nuns struck the poor girl and told her to go away.

The wretched girl cried, “I have made a mistake. Forgive me!”

The nun shrieked, “Go away, or I will kill you to wash away the shame you have brought to our family.”

“Have you no pity, my sister, don’t you share my pain?”

“No,” the nun shouted, “you are not my sister, you are a foul harlot.”

“Where shall I go?” she sobbed.

“Go and drown yourself,” was the heartless reply.

The poor girl fled from the convent, bleeding and wounded, intending to kill herself. At that very moment, Saint Arsenius was on his way to visit the convent. Seeing the girl in such a state, he asked her what was wrong. She explained that she had been led astray by corrupt men and women. Realizing her sin, she went to the convent to ask her sister for help

“See what they have done to me, Elder. What do you advise me to do? Shall I drown myself, or leap off a cliff?”

“I do not advise you to do either, my child. If you wish, I shall take you with me and heal the wounds of your soul and body,” he said gently.

“Where will you take me?” the miserable girl asked.

“To the convent, my child.”

“I beg you not to take me there, Elder. My sister and the other nuns said they would kill me if I came back.”

The saint replied, “Do not be afraid. They will not kill you, because I shall entrust you to Christ, and no one will be able to harm you.”

“Very well,” she said, “If you entrust me to Christ I will not be afraid of them, for Christ is more powerful than they.”

Saint Arsenius led her to the convent, consoling her and encouraging her to repentance and confession. After hearing her confession, he made her a nun. Then he called all the nuns into the church and severely rebuked those who wounded the girl. He reminded them of the parable of the Prodigal Son, and of how Christ had come to save sinners. He often associated with sinners, showing them great love and mercy.

“You, however, have done the opposite. Though you knew that her soul had been wounded by the devil, you did not feel sorry for her. You did not embrace her and try to save her from further sin, but you attacked her and beat her. Then you urged her to kill herself. Now I, your Spiritual Father, tell you that you are not nuns, you are not Christians, you are not even human beings. You are devoid of compassion, affection, and sympathy. You are murderesses! Therefore, I forbid you to receive Holy Communion for three years, unless you recognize your sin. Repent and confess, weep and ask forgiveness from God and from me, your Spiritual Father, and from the other nuns who did not participate in your sinful behavior.”

The nuns began to weep bitterly and they repented. Thus, he lessened their penance and forgave them. He gave the girl’s sister the penance of not receiving Holy Communion for a whole year. Because the other nuns had shared in this sin, he would not permit them to receive Communion for six months.

Photo fron here
 
Saint Arsenius foresaw his death a month before it occurred. At the Liturgy for the Feast of Saint Basil, he announced that he would soon depart from them. With great effort, he was able to serve for the Feast of the Theophany. After the service, he told some nuns that this had been his last Liturgy.

News of the saint’s illness and approaching death spread quickly to all the villages of Paros. People wept because they were about to lose their Spiritual Father, and they hastened to bid him farewell and to receive his blessing.

On the eve of his repose, he called the nuns of the convent to come to him. He told them that the next day he would leave this temporary life and enter into eternal life.

On January 31, 1877 Saint Arsenius received Holy Communion for the last time and fell asleep in the Lord. For three days, people came to kiss his body, then they followed the funeral procession to the burial site which he himself had selected.

Saint Arsenius of Paros was glorified by the Patriarchate of Constantinople in 1967. He is also commemorated on August 18 (the uncovering of his relics).

 
 
Troparion — Tone 8

By a flood of tears you made the desert fertile, / and your longing for God brought forth fruits in abundance. / By the radiance of miracles you illumined the whole universe! / O our holy father Arsenius, pray to Christ our God to save our souls!

About st Arsenius of Paros in Google
 
Miracle Reported of the Resurrection of a Baby Girl in Belgium
 
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Mystagogy

The following report was released by Fr. Dionysios Tampakis, and is dated 22 January 2018. It was told to him by Abbess Arsenia of the Monastery of Christ of the Forest on the island of Paros, where the tomb of Saint Arsenios of Paros and the center of his veneration is located.

Abbess Arsenia Tsantouli (Abbess of the Monastery where Saint Arsenios of Paros lived in asceticism) and the Nuns related to us the following astonishing miracle:

For many years the sister of Abbess Arsenia lived in Belgium, where she had a family, and her granddaughter was made worthy five months ago to become a mother.

The baby girl was baptized this year, 2018, on the feast of Theophany and received the name Arsenia in honor of the Venerable Arsenios.

However, the baby got sick suddenly and they took her to the hospital with dyspnea.

After two days, January 8th 2018, the baby unfortunately departed this life, leaving her parents inconsolable.

That very day, a Greek doctor, who was in that very hospital, was making his rounds, and received as a visitor an old man with a cane, whom he told that the baby was dead. The old man told him to go and perform chest compressions and resuscitation, even though 24 hours had passed since her death was confirmed by science, and he further said that the child would live.

The doctor was impressed by this so he did by the letter what the old man said, and the baby Arsenia, to the glory of God, returned to life.

As the mother returned to the hospital in order to prepare for the funeral, she found her baby girl alive in her bed.

The old man who spoke to the doctor was Saint Arsenios himself, as he appears in his icon.

“God is wondrous among His Saints!”

Fr. Dionysios Tampakis

Monastery of Christos of Dasos (Christ in the Forest)

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The Monastery of Christos of Dasos (Monastery of Agios Arsenios) at Valley of the Butterflies is a nunnery that was built in the 17th century and is located 6 kilometers southwest of Parikia.

The church is dedicated to the Metamorphosis of Christ, and the chapel of Agios Arsenios stands in the west courtyard, marking the grave of the Saint.

The skull of the Saint is safeguarded in the monastery. Only the abbess and three nuns live at the monastery, keeping it open for the faithful to visit.

844 00 Paros Cyclades

Tel. 2284091300 (from here)

See also

The Saints Wonderworkers and Unmercenaries Cyrus & John and the Holy Martys Athanasia with her daughters, Theoctiste, Theodota & Eudoxia in Egypt  

Τετάρτη 26 Μαΐου 2021

Saint John the Russian and Confessor, whose relics are on the island of Euboia, Greece (May 27)

 


ORTHODOX CHURCH IN AMERICA (icon from here)

The Holy Confessor John the Russian was born in Little Russia around 1690, and was raised in piety and love for the Church of God. Upon attaining the age of maturity he was called to military service, and he served as a simple soldier in the army of Peter I and took part in the Russo-Turkish War. During the Prutsk Campaign of 1711 he and other soldiers were captured by the Tatars, who handed him over to the commander of the Turkish cavalry. He took his Russian captive home with him to Asia Minor, to the village of Prokopion.

The Turks tried to convert the Christian soldiers to the Moslem faith with threats and flattery, but those who resisted were beaten and tortured. Some, alas, denied Christ and became Moslems, hoping to improve their lot. Saint John was not swayed by the promise of earthly delights, and he bravely endured the humiliation and beatings.

His master tortured him often in the hope that his slave would accept Islam. Saint John resolutely resisted the will of his master saying, “You cannot turn me from my holy Faith by threats, nor with promises of riches and pleasures. I will obey your orders willingly, if you will leave me free to follow my religion. I would rather surrender my head to you than to change my faith. I was born a Christian, and I shall die a Christian.”

Saint John’s bold words and firm faith, as well as his humility and meekness, finally softened the fierce heart of his master. He left John in peace, and no longer tried to make him renounce Christianity. The saint lived in the stable and took care of his master’s animals, rejoicing because his bed was a manger such as the one in which the Savior was born.

From morning until late evening the saint served his Turkish master, fulfilling all his commands. He performed his duties in the winter cold and summer heat, half naked and barefoot. Other slaves frequently mocked him, seeing his zeal. Saint John never became angry with them, but on the contrary, he helped them when he could, and comforted them in their misfortune.

The saint’s kindness and gentle nature had its effect on the souls of both the master and the slaves. The Agha and his wife came to love him, and offered him a small room near the hayloft. Saint John did not accept it, preferring to remain in the stable with the animals. Here he slept on the hay, covered only by an old coat. So the stable became his hermitage, where he prayed and chanted Psalms.

Saint John brought a blessing to his master simply by living in his household. The cavalry officer became rich, and was soon one of the most powerful men in Prokopion. He knew very well why his home had been blessed, and he did not hesitate to tell others.

Sometimes Saint John left the stable at night and went to the church of the Great Martyr George, where he kept vigil in the narthex. On Saturdays and Feast days, he received the Holy Mysteries of Christ.

During this time Saint John continued to serve his master as before, and despite his own poverty, he always helped the needy and the sick, and shared his meager food with them.

One day, the officer left Prokopion and went to Mecca on pilgrimage. A few days later, his wife gave a banquet and invited her husband’s friends and relatives, asking them to pray for her husband’s safe return. Saint John served at the table, and he put down a dish of pilaf, his master’s favorite food. The hostess said, “How much pleasure your master would have if he could be here to eat this pilaf with us.” Saint John asked for a dish of pilaf, saying that he would send it to his master in Mecca. The guests laughed when they heard his words. The mistress, however, ordered the cook to give him a dish of pilaf, thinking he would eat it himself, or give it to some poor family.

 
The Orthodox Metropolitan Ieronymos of Mwanza (Tanzania) on the feast of st John the Russian in Tinos island, Greece, 2014 (more here)
 

Taking the dish, Saint John went into the stable and prayed that God would send it to his master. He had no doubt that God would send the pilaf to his master in a supernatual manner. The plate disappeared before his eyes, and he went into the house to tell his mistress that he had sent the pilaf to his master.

After some time, the master returned home with the copper plate which had held the pilaf. He told his household that on a certain day (the very day of the banquet), he returned from the mosque to the home where he was staying. Although the room was locked, he found a plate of steaming pilaf on the table. Unable to explain who had brought the food, or how anyone could enter the locked room, the officer examined the plate. To his amazement, he saw his own name engraved on the copper plate. In spite of his confusion, he ate the meal with great relish.

When the officer’s family heard this story, they marveled. His wife told him of how John had asked for a plate of pilaf to send to his master in Mecca, and how they all laughed when John came back and said that it had been sent. Now they saw that what the saint had said was true (Compare the story of Habakkuk, who miraculously brought a dish of pottage to Daniel in the lions’ den [Dan. 14:33-39], in the Septuagint).

Toward the end of his difficult life Saint John fell ill, and sensed the nearness of his end. He summoned the priest so that he could receive Holy Communion. The priest, fearing to go to the residence of the Turkish commander openly with the Holy Gifts, enclosed the life-giving Mysteries in an apple and brought them to Saint John.

Saint John glorified the Lord, received the Body and Blood of Christ, and then reposed. The holy Confessor John the Russian went to the Lord Whom he loved on May 27, 1730. When they reported to the master that his servant John had died, he summoned the priests and gave them the body of Saint John for Christian burial. Almost all the Christian inhabitants of Prokopion came to the funeral, and they accompanied the body of the saint to the Christian cemetery.

Three and a half years later the priest was miraculously informed in a dream that the relics of Saint John had remained incorrupt. Soon the relics of the saint were transferred to the church of the holy Great Martyr George and placed in a special reliquary. The new saint of God began to be glorified by countless miracles of grace, accounts of which spread to the remote cities and villages. Christian believers from various places came to Prokopion to venerate the holy relics of Saint John the Russian and they received healing through his prayers. The new saint came to be venerated not only by Orthodox Christians, but also by Armenians, and even Turks, who prayed to the Russian saint, “Servant of God, in your mercy, do not disdain us.”

In the year 1881 a portion of the relics of Saint John were transferred to the Russian monastery of the holy Great Martyr Panteleimon by the monks of Mount Athos, after they were miraculously saved by the saint during a dangerous journey.

Construction of a new church was begun in 1886, through the contributions of the monastery and the inhabitants of Prokopion. This was necessary because the church of the holy Great Martyr George, where the relics of Saint John were enshrined, had fallen into disrepair.

On August 15, 1898 the new church dedicated to Saint John the Russian was consecrated by the Metropolitan John of Caesarea, with the blessing of the Ecumenical Patriarch Constantine V.

In 1924, an exchange of the populations of Greece and Turkey took place. Many Moslems moved out of Greece, and many Christians moved out of Turkey. The inhabitants of Prokopion, when they moved to the island of Euboia [or Euboea], took with them part of the relics of Saint John the Russian.

For several decades the relics were in the church of Saints Constantine and Helen at New Prokopion on Euboia, and in 1951 they were transferred into a new church dedicated to Saint John the Russian. Thousands of pilgrims flocked here from all the corners of Greece, particularly on his Feast, May 27. Saint John the Russian is widely venerated on Mount Athos, particularly in the Russian monastery of Saint Panteleimon.

Saint John’s help is sought by travelers, and by those transporting things. 

Saint John the Russian and Confessor c.
 
The Healing of the Unbelieving Physician suffering from cancer (icon from here)
 
THE MIRACLES OF SAINT JOHN THE RUSSIAN

From here

Saint John Chrysostom in his interpretation of Matthew 8:4.in which Christ says to the leper he has just cured “see thou tell no man, but go thy way…”, writes that in the Gospels, for reasons of modesty and to avoid praise, Christ twelve times commands those who had been miraculously cured or who were present at such a cure not to tell anyone of the miracle or of what they had seen

On other occasions, such as in Luke 8:39, our Lord tells the man from whom he had cast out the devils, and who had asked Christ if he could stay with Him, to return to his home and show what great things God hath done unto thee”.

Until His resurrection, the most usual behaviour of Christ was to keep certain miracles and great events hidden, as was the case with his spiritual teachings, for he spoke in parables. In the words of Saint John Chrysostom: “the more that is said, the more difficult it is to accept.”

Many people who have been miraculously cured, and whose full details are kept in the church archives, do not want their addresses made public in books or on the Internet. Wherever they may live or work, be it in the city or a village, they wish to avoid discussion and investigation of these things – the how, the when and the why – whether such interest is well-meaning or not.

We also know that hermits and ascetics from Mount Athos and other monastic centres who witness many miraculous events and who participate in heavenly spiritual experiences, because of their great humility and modesty usually say nothing of these things to anybody except those in their close circle of spiritual confidants. It is with these things in mind that my personal decision was to leave the publication of these people’s addresses for a later time, if it should be needed.

During the some thirty years I have served in the church of Saint John, the miracles that have taken place amount to many hundreds. I have personal knowledge of them and the spiritual responsibility of their witness is mine.

Let us take joy from the simplicity and also the grandeur of these rare and wondrous events.

Acromegaly

The doctors were categorical: “Your child”, they explained to the parents, “was born with this rare disease and indeed in its worst form. He is very weak and whatever treatment we might prescribe for him in order to prepare him for the complicated operations necessary, he will not have the strength to cope with it. The only thing to be done is to wait for the uncertain progress of his health.”

The head doctor responsible for this case was the famous specialist Mr Choremis.

The child’s mother refused to accept what the doctors told her.

She persuaded her husband to sell all they had and to go to Paris, to a large children’s medical institute. There they received exactly the same advice from the French doctors and were told that they should not involve themselves anymore in so much trouble and expense.

The doctors say one thing, but the child’s mother thinks and says another, for as a mother created by God she is, with Him, a co creator and helper in His work. A mother truly suffers and offers all for her children who are her very being, and cries out in her heart: “Save my child.”

The child then developed a very high fever. Fearing for its life, its mother seized it in her arms like a she-wolf and ran to find a way out of the hospital. Out in the street, she knocked on doors left and right.

People looked at her strangely. She then found a taxi and asked to be taken to Vichy , a well-known spa town in central France. At Vichy is a Russian Orthodox Monastery dedicated to the Mother of God which she had known about from a previous visit she had made while studying in France. She entered the monastery and went straight to the icon of the virgin Mary.

“All-holy Mother”, she said, “my courage is exhausted. If my child is to die, let him die before your icon. I implore you. You are also a mother and you saw your precious son hanging from the cross and blood spilling all around Him. You were able to bear that I cannot. See what I have brought into this world.”

In the monastery church was a Russian whose name was Sergius Ivanovitch, who knew a little Greek from working in Athens at one time. He heard the mother’s words, approached her, and in his limited Greek said: “You in Greece have a fellow countryman of ours who is a saint, Saint John the Russian. He is a great miracle worker.

For years I have carried his icon with me and have often asked for his help. I will make the sign of the cross over you and your child with the icon and God be with you.”

When the icon touched the child’s forehead he writhed like a fish and broke out into a cold sweat. The mother bent to put her lips to the child’s forehead, not to kiss him but to see whether he still had the raging fever. The skin was cool. An all night vigil was held in the monastery church and prayers were offered for the child.

In the morning the mother returned to the hospital to secure the child’s admission.

Three months later, without any operation having being carried out, it was ascertained that the child’s bones were growing normally and that his deformed arms and legs were being brought back into balance.

“An exceptional scientific event”, said the French doctors.

“An exceptional event of faith and of the saints”, says the child’s mother who now delights in her son who, full of life, walks to and from his school.

12th November 1974

A Hundred Kilometre Walk

In the town of Istiaia, in northern Euboea, a baby is born with its legs bent backwards and joined to its shoulders. For three and a half years doctors strived to correct this tragic deformity and after repeated operations they managed to detach the child’s legs from its shoulders and bring them back to their right position.

“We have done whatever it is possible to do for your son”, the doctors told his parents, “but he is never going to be able to walk because there are virtually no nerves in his legs. Go, and God be with you.”

Back in their house, the father, looking at his paralytic child laying in bed, remembered Saint John and called out to him with unbearable pain: “My Saint John, how will I be able to bear seeing this unfortunate boy bed-ridden for the rest of my life? How can I cope with such a burden? You have cured so many people all over the world, make this poor child able to stand on his feet, make him walk. I will walk barefoot to your shrine on your feast day. I have nothing else to offer you as a gift, except a baby lamb which is in my garden; this I will bring to you.”

And so the father and mother set out walking barefooted, taking it in turns to carry the child and the lamb. For two and a half days they walked through the forests and precipitous gorges of northern Euboea, from Istiaia to Prokopi, with only the inner hope that Saint John would listen to their grief and give them what they desired.

In the Saint’s church they prayed fervently before the holy relic.

Even the lamb, which had been tied to the shrine, began to bleat as if it understood its masters’ grief. The priest was chanting, the mother and father were weeping, the child, who had been laid at the marble base of the shrine, looked round mutely, the votive lamb was bleating: all was as a hymn, an unbearable grief, one of the uncountable tragedies that are lived by our fellow men and which so often we are unaware of.

That night the parents did not want to sleep either in the church’s guest house or in a hotel but they unfolded a blanket before the locked door of the church on which they lay down to sleep.

It is after midnight. The father wakes up his paralytic son. His wife wakes too and says to him: “Anastasi, what time is it? Why have you woken up the child? What do you want of him?”

“Wake up, wife, Saint John has worked his miracle.” He then says to the child: “Get up my son, come on, bring me a little water to drink.” Nearby there was a jug of water, but it is not water that the father is thirsty for, he is thirsty to see the miracle. The boy stands up and makes the first steps of his life.

The parents begin to cry out in the middle of the night. The whole village and all the visiting pilgrims wake up and participate in the miraculous event of God’s energy working through his Saint.

Since then, every year at about the same time in the autumn, a sturdy fellow with a lively lamb in his arms, brings this votive symbol of his life as an offering to the Saint. He embraces and kisses the reliquary in which the Saint’s holy body lies, then returns home to continue life’s daily struggle.

19th September 1976

A Shipwreck Averted

A loaded merchant ship sailing in the North Sea on its way to a port in the Netherlands suddenly encountered a terribly heavy sea. It seemed that the ship would be sunk at any moment by the enormous waves and that its crew of Greek sailors were facing the last moments of their lives. The ship’s steering gear and radar had ceased working and there was no way of knowing where the ship was being driven. Amid the roaring of the storm the voice of the captain could be heard. He was not giving orders, for they were not needed.

Experienced sailor that he was, he was telling his crew the truth: “We are going down. Pray to God for our salvation.”

He himself went to the ship’s icon shrine where there was an icon of Saint John the Russian. Aware of what was about to happen, he knelt and prayed: “My Saint John, I am not asking you to save me or this valuable ship, but I am praying for these poor sailors who travel in foreign places and who eat the bread of exile kneaded with the salt of the sea so that they can support their families, and who tonight will be lost. Saint John, I want you to save them.

All night, while the sea boomed and the freezing north wind howled, the captain beseeched Saint John continually in his heart.

The dreadful night passed. Dawn came. And what did the sailors see? Their ship was moored and safe in the port of Rotterdam.

Who was the “great captain” who had guided the ship through the storm and brought them there? It was Saint John the Russian.

Nobody could persuade Captain Dimitris Varoutsikas, who over the years had seen many things on the high seas, otherwise. Stunned by this miracle he telephoned the shipping company to say that he was laying up the ship for repairs and coming to Greece.

In his own way he wanted to express a spontaneous “thank you”

to Saint John. Once in Greece he took his wife to a big shop where ecclesiastical items are sold and bought a ciborium, a book of the Holy Gospels, a chalice, liturgical fans, a cross for blessing, and oil-lamps, all made of gold, enamel and silver – gifts for Saint John the Russian. These valuable treasures now upon the Holy Altar remind us of the miracle of faith and of prayer and of the salvation of those anguished and distraught sailors.

23rd January 1978

A Walking Stick

As you enter the church of Saint John the Russian you will see hanging before the shrine of the Saint, like a spoil of victory, a simple and poor gift: a walking stick. It belongs to Maria Siaka, an old lady from the village of Frenaro near Ammohostos in Cyprus.

For eighteen years she had been a hunchback and bent so double that her face was but a short distance from the ground. On 11th August 1978 relatives of the old lady, together with some hundred Cypriots, brought her to the church of Saint John. They lifted her up to enable her to reverence the Saint’s holy and uncorrupted body. Looking at the blessed relic the old lady wept and beseeched Saint John to grant her a little divine help for the remainder of her life. Saint John saw the grandeur of her soul, her grief and also her deep faith. At that moment, before the eyes of everyone there, it seemed that an invisible arm seized her shoulders with tremendous power and slowly began to unfold her body. Her spine creaked and returned to its original form; the old lady stood upright.

Her fellow villagers wept, the bells of the church rang, prayers of thanksgiving were offered by all the Cypriots who could not hold back their tears. Anyone who has had the fortune to be present when a miracle occurs can understand these lines.

Finally, the voice of the old lady was heard: “What can I give you my young man, my Saint? I am poor I will give you my walking stick which I will not be needing for the rest of my life.

The daily papers of Nicosia reported: “Maria Siaka, after her pilgrimage to the church of Saint John the Russian in Greece, can now, after nearly twenty years of being bent double and seeing only the ground, see the faces of her fellow villagers. Thanks to the miracle of the Saint she is restored and completely well.”

11th August 1978

A Little Boy’s Tragedy

In a small, low-roofed house, in a narrow street that leads to the beautiful church of Pantanassa in the town of Patras, a family is living through a tragedy. On being given her new born baby by the midwife after awakening from the anaesthetic, its mother saw that the infant’s tongue was protruding from its mouth. She felt something horrible inside her. The baby tried to suckle its mother’s breast but it was unable to do so because its tongue was too long and was hanging three to four centimetres out of its mouth. A tragedy had begun

At home the mother confined herself in her house with the child.

She went up and down to Athens hoping the doctors would be able to find a cure, but the child’s tongue grew even longer and hung down to its chin and saliva ran continually from its mouth. “Oh my God”, begged the mother, “tell me what to do.”

The doctors recommended that the child’s tongue should be cut.

However, this would mean the little boy would never be able to speak. His parents did not agree to this, and so they sold whatever they could so as to be able to take the child abroad for medical advice. They took the baby to a special clinic in Stockholm in Sweden, but there the findings of the doctors were the same as those of the Greek doctors: the child’s tongue must be cut. Both parents said: “No.”

They telephoned their relatives in Patras to say they were returning home, their grief did not allow them to say anything more.

Back at home their family – parents, brothers and sisters – welcomed them with restrained eagerness but the child’s unchanged appearance, the weak morale of its parents after their long, tiring and unsuccessful journey, cast them all into a state of depression.

They greeted them tearfully. What could they say? What consolation could they give them? Suddenly a voice was heard. An enlightened and truly Christian lady of 50 whose life was devoted to the Church and her saints began to speak:

“Listen to me”, she said to the child’s parents. “I believe that God will listen to our prayers”.

She then spoke directly to the mother: “Pledge your child to Saint John the Russian whose body remains entire and uncorrupted and who goes wherever God sends him. Ask him now, fervently, to visit your child. And even though you are tired, let us all go now to the church of Pantanassa to pray.”

The prayers we offer for others, as the French surgeon and biologist Alexis Carrel tells us, are the best prayers and are heard by God.

The old priest at the church chanted the Invocationary Canon to Saint John, then celebrated a short vigil service in the Saint’s honour.

The sad group of relatives then returned home. They entered the house, and switched the light on. The child’s mother gave a cry:

“My Saint John, did you come so quickly to take away our unbearable pain? What do my tired eyes see that for three years have wept such bitter tears?”

Everyone present witnessed the end of the little boy’s tribulations:

his tongue had receded to its right position and he began to talk.

Such events are inexplicable to human reason. For those who deny it is possible to go beyond cold logic and the evidence of the senses, such things are nothing more than fictitious stories. But for people who have faith these things are simple and they can be explained. In the words of Saint Paul: “Now faith is the substance of things hoped for the evidence of things not seen” (Heb. 11:1).

16th May 1966

Troparion — Tone 8

Champion of Orthodoxy, teacher of purity and of true worship, / the enlightener of the universe and the adornment of hierarchs: / all-wise father John, your teachings have gleamed with light upon all things. / Intercede before Christ God to save our souls.

See the side of the Holy Shrine of St John the Russian