S’ Prazdnikom!
Which is the Russian greeting for feast days, of which this, though almost over, I wouldn’t want to let pass without mention.
Today (Tuesday) Orthodox Christians celebrate the feast of “The Dormition (or “Falling Asleep”) of our Most Holy Lady the Theotokos and Ever-Virgin Mary”; which pretty effectively sums up in one effusive phrase all the things that Protestants find troubling about the veneration of Mary in the Catholic and Orthodox Churches.
But it has been a long and busy day, and God in His wisdom did not arrange for me to get started on this in time to write any more. I have no desire to be argumentative in any event, and have no idea whether anyone happening to browse by this blog has any interest in the subject (unimaginable as that may be, but I must acknowledge the theoretical possibility).
However, if you, dear reader, happen to be such a person as has a sincere question, I am certainly willing to receive it!
As in greeting, so in parting… ” S’ prazdnikom!”
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and have no idea whether anyone happening to browse by this blog has any interest in the subject
I do! I do!
Happy Feast day! There’s not much left of it here on the East Coast.
(I found you through the “Tag Surfing” - I’m finding several new Orthodox blogs that way).
Well thanks for stopping by and making yourself known!
I grew up in the Methodist Church, in the 1960’s, in Southern California- not only did we never talk about Mary, we rarely even talked about Jesus, believe it or not. Lord have mercy! Lots of talk about “God”, lots of talk about the Holy Spirit, too, but absolutely not in the sense of the Charismatic Churches; it was in the manner of the other liberal mainline denominations and the Catholics, “identifying the Holy Spirit with the “Spirit of the times”, “especially insofar as it was seen to be “moving in new directions” and “challenging us to abandon old forms”… not that anyone had a clue as to the old forms we were being called to abandon. Lord, have mercy indeed!
So I’ve been there, but now, as I said, it is next to incomprehensible how anyone who claims to love the Lord can feel no desire to know the one who loved Him in a way no other human being then or since possibly could… and whom the Lord Himself loved in an utterly unique way. She was His mommy, fer cryin’ out loud, ya know?
And when you read “Henceforth all nations ahall call me “Blessed”, how can you not feel conviction and remorse? Lord, do indeed have mercy!
Every blessing!