A Personal Testimony On Orthodox Easter

Our Dog, Sammy Lee, and the Brumby Rocker set in our library room, in which I spent weeks
recovering from a 120 MPH head-on collision. 

What is the nature of testimony? It says, here is where I was, here is what I saw, here is what I experienced. Of the very nature of testimony is ego.  How can one relate a personal story without the incessant "I" that make stories boring. Trust me, this story is not boring.

I'm a coward. For most of my life miracles have accompanied my prayers and for all my life, except for a few close confidants, and an occasional person trusted for the purpose of witness of Jesus Christ's actual presence with us, for the purpose of "SOZO" moments, healing/saving moments, I haven't "testified" to miracles.  So some friends, some family, some friends I have lead to the Lord, or counseled may know this story, but most of my friends, most of my family and most of those I lead to the Lord, or counseled do not know this story.

I say I'm a coward because in the world of extreme materialism that holds sway over the minds and understanding of the nature of reality in the "modern world" stories like the one I've lived are discounted as the realm of the "wishful thinkers" the "fiction writers" the "charismatic charlatans" who populate the so-called "revivalist circuit."

My eldest brother, and for many years my best friend and confessor witnessed many miracles in my presence. He would remind me of something I continually remind myself.  That being Jesus' words saying, "Many will say to me in that day, Lord, Lord, have we not prophesied in thy name? and in thy name have cast out devils? and in thy name done many wonderful works? And then will I profess unto them, I never knew you: depart from me, ye that work iniquity." I have never mistaken my Faith for my salvation. I've always been and continue to be aware of my sinfulness, and that as the Holy Father's clearly teach it has dimensions I have not yet measured, understood, or conquered. So the coward that I am, never wanted the burden of asserting the reality of any sign or any miracle. Those in my prison ministry will attest that I greeted miracles with cautions and a lot of reserve. Why? Because I have witnessed the carnival shows, the fake healers, the falsely weeping Ikons, and shame that some have called "pious deceptions."  But at this old age, I've come to the point that I could really care less what most people think of me. I would as soon be viewed the genius or the fool, the saint or the sinner, if the Holy Spirit makes use of that image of me in the life of others. So, I am to some a genius, to others a fool, to some a valued minister and priest and to others a horrible fraud and sinner. That is LIBERTY. And in LIBERTY I want to share the most amazing experience of my life. +++


November of 1991 I was in a headon collision 120mph combined impact. My car was tossed 85 feet in the air and landed on another car, the young lady who hit me wasn't wearing a seat belt and bounced down the road on the yellow line. I was pronounced dead on the scene when the first EMT's arrived. I can't relate much of that experience except to say there is little true I can say about it, little that will fit the human tongue. Saint Paul said, "Eyes have not seen, ears have not heard, neither has it entered into the imagination of man what God has in store for those who Love Him and are called according to his purpose." I can say that I lived lifetimes in those moments without a heartbeat. But all the time I was present, yet . . . My corpse lay for 22 minutes and when the second EMTs arrived, the cop who was standing by my door to keep people from gawking at my body said to the EMT crew. "Don't bother, this one's gone." I summoned painful breath and said, "I'm here." The cop about jumped out of his skin. I was lucid and joked with them as they extricated me from the car and loaded me in the Ambulance. I even instructed the cop to secure my gun, because I didn't want it stolen or to fall into unsafe hands, etc.

When they got me into the ambulance I asked if I had a choice what hospital they would take me. I did, so I told them to take me to where my wife worked so she would not have to drive in fear and apprehension 20 miles to their preferred hospital. Also the only doctor I had seen in many years practiced there and his office was across the parking lot. After that was settled they contacted Parkway Hospital and the emergency physician radioed he was ready to see an EKG. When the little female EMT put the EKG paddles on my chest and turned the machine on, the machine whined and I was flat-lined. She beat on the machine thinking it wasn't working, and she was talking to the doctor on the radio who was looking at the machine readout at the emergency room. After she tried twice I said, "Why don't you put them on your chest to make sure it is working." Without thinking she did and it bleep-bleeped like a healthy heart.

The radio immediately crackled with the doctor telling her what he was seeing. She had to say, "No that was me. Now this is him," and of course, whether you can believe it or not, I didn't have a heart beat.

About 25 minutes in the car, and another 22 minutes to the hospital and all the time I'm joking with the crew, completely lucid. When they opened the ambulance door at the emergency bay, a group of people were there looking at me like I was a ghost. My doctor had quickly rushed over. As they were rolling me off the ambulance he asked me a series of questions to verify that I was not mentally impaired or altered, date, name, wife's name, where I was, who had brought me, what had happened. I answered everything correctly including the type of car I was driving and the type of car and oddly the correct age of the girl that hit me and also the fact that he was pregnant. (She had just discovered that she was pregnant, her husband did not yet know.) My doctor said, "Butch, we don't understand anything we are seeing here. These young doctors will want to immediately crack your chest and I'm not going to let them, since you are lucid and seem stable, but the fact is you don't have a detectable heartbeat. But, if you lose consciousness, that instant we will crack your chest.” They wheeled me into a space closed the curtains around me because people were gawking, mostly hospital staff not believing what they were hearing and seeing. The tech hooked me up to another EKG and had to turn the alarm off. The doctor turned white as a sheet and repeated, “I'm not going to let these interns crack your chest. You don't have a detectable heartbeat and you ought not be talking - hell man you ought not be breathing, you ought not be alive. He made me wiggle my toes and fingers. I assured him (which is backwards) that I didn't have a spinal injury. My chest was caved in and sternum broken into three pieced, sheared by the shoulder harness that had held me in the car. (Pre-airbag, 1987 Pontiac).

Impact put the left front wheel under the driver's seat and my knees through the dash.

The police officer who I had frightened by speaking, (dead man talking) came to my bed. And while I had no heartbeat I made my statement concerning how the accident happened, read the transcript of my statement and signed it. Knowing how accident information can be confused after an accident I asked if there were witnesses and he confirmed that three different people independently confirmed my story. I instructed my wife to go with him to his car to recover my gun. It was more than an hour before the EKG began to wiggle - then slowly rise and slowly descend. The first hundreds of heartbeats took about a minute on the EKG to rise and fall. All the time I had perfect autonomic nerve responses, speech, rational mind etc. I know what LIFE is and it isn't housed in the body. It is not truly according to the model of extreme materialism which holds our modern mindset hostage. If one is truly alive it animates the body, it informs the body, is it not a product of the body. Life isn't truly housed in the body rather it animates the body, is larger than the body, functions in life in harmony with the body, but not dependent upon it.

What is on the other side is impossible to put into human language, and NO picturing of it (like all the near death stories) have any reality to me, except Saint Paul's words, “to be absent from the body is to be present with Christ.” No seventy-two virgin mythology, no Mormon human/gods. However when reading some passages of the Bible there are true shadows or "icons" of it. I can tell you that for years afterward when I closed my eyes I saw glory and not darkness and I could walk anywhere in the dark for a very long time. And now there is a consciousness that never fades and makes a clear distinction between religion and LIFE.

I had contused my heart so badly that they immediately put me on the heart transplant list. My breastplate was in three pieces, as I said and multiple broken ribs. They told me that I would have to have surgery to remove the pressure from my heart. In reality pulling my ribcage out and back into place, wiring things in place. They told me that my heart might explode in the process. They assured me that my heart muscle would rot where it was so terribly contused and that I had mere days to live without a new heart. On top of that they doubted that my heart was strong enough to handle the anesthesia needed for the surgery. Pretty dire news, right? But I was perfectly at peace. Relatives phoned and I insisted on speaking to any who phoned and I assured them that I was alright and not to worry. Out my window I could see I-20, traffic barely crawling in the extreme rain, long after sunset. I didn't want anyone to drive an extra mile in those conditions, to sit in a waiting room and obsess about my condition.

I could see the angels surrounding my bed, they had been there from the first moment. They stood around me as I stood over the young woman who was lying in the middle of the road. I saw with a new dimension the sweet spirit that inhabited my wife and the love and faith that upheld my children. I found myself instead silently, joyfully worshiping our creator and marveling at the things I learned in a moment that seemed a life time of knowledge. I cannot explain to you how wonderful was that time of suffering.

In the middle of the night about 18 hours after the accident, my wife stood at the foot of my bed, her back turned to me, her soul literally glowing, as she prayed silently. An angel stepped to my bed, reached to my chest, set my bones in place with a loud pop. It felt like electric shock, like the BAM of D.C. Currant. As I drew my first deep breath in 18 hours or so, my wife literally jump in fear, turned to me and said, “What was that sound?” I literally chuckled at her and said, “The Lord just pulled my bones in place. She watched me closely and in a very short time I was for the first time dizzy. They had me on 100% oxygen; I was suffering oxygen intoxication. The nurse turned the percentage of oxygen down and drew blood to blood gas test. In a short while she came rushing into the room and almost jerked the oxygen tube off my face.

In the morning the doctors did a series of tests, xrays and a C.A.T. Scan. He could not understand what he was seeing. I heard him say to my wife as he entered the room, we are looking at a totally different situation this morning, a different man. He told me, "It would take hours of surgery to accomplish what seemed to have happen on its own." He showed me the xrays and said, "This tiny spot is the only place not set perfectly. And if we wired you together it would not be this perfect. But, still if we don't get you a heart soon yours will explode, the walls have taken too much damage. All we can do is keep you perfectly still and hope for a heart." I said, "I'm going home, sign my release papers." He mocked me and said, "Butch if you can sit up, I'll sign the papers." I not only sat up, I stood up, on broken bones they had yet to discover. He turned to my wife and said, "He's a stubborn SOB, take him home he can die there as easily here." I wanted to walk out of the hospital, but they would not let me. I insisted and they said “No way” that their insurance forbade it. So after about an hour of me standing by my bed they managed to complete all the paper work and wheeled me to the car.

Now understand, My bones were not healed, merely moved into place to mend. My heart was not healed. I knew there was the possibility that I would suddenly collapse and die and that would be that. However I had absolutely no fear of it, because in those moments following the accident the Lord had assured me that I was in his will, that I would have the strength to do whatever I was supposed to do.

It took six weeks before I could lift my elbows, and for two months I sat my pulse at an extremely slow rate, I could feel every heartbeat, like a gently rocking boat. For a very long time I did not have the strength to stand and talk. I could stand for a very long time, I could talk all day, but try doing both at once and I would fade fast. I recovered those first weeks sitting in my Brumby Rocker, (pictured above) which my wife had padded every way possible. It has a removable desk attachment, custom fitted to rest on the arms of the chair. I discovered quickly that I had to find other “fulcrums” to act instead of my broken-up chest. By propping my elbows on the desk, I could feed myself, drink coffee. I would have been able to turn the page of a book, if only I could have seen the print. But now the glory of the lord was so bright, so luminous, there was a fog of glory surrounding everything. Print on a page just held no attraction, nor did T.V.  I sat next to a 6 foot window and the movement of the air, the birds, the fall colors, the ever changing light was my entertainment for many silent weeks.

About three months prior to the accident the Lord started awakening me with a dream. It was the image of me being run down in the street, a blow so hard it left me unable to move and by all appearances, dead. I dismissed the dream at first but it persisted and about six weeks before the accident I said to the Lord. “Okay, if this is it, I understand. I'm willing to be run down in the street. If you are going to hit me, hit me.” That morning when the headon collision happened I instantly thought, “so there it is.” Then the next as I was flying through the air was, “I can't imagine taking a lick harder than that and surviving it.” Immediately the Holy Spirit asked, “Who said you are going to survive it”? And as all the books relate in an instant I saw my life passing before me. I realized there wasn't a single person that I truly loved that I had not recently told, “I love you.” And just as fast I saw an image of my then grown children without me, my wife without me and I was at peace.

All the time that was happening I was following the young woman who hit me through the air. I watched her literally bounce down the road, two or three times. I remember thinking that the motion looked impossible. The second her body came to rest, I was standing over her, praying sincerely for her. The Lord placed his hand on my shoulder and said, “Butch, look what you are doing?” I said, “You see her condition, I'm praying for her.” I continued to press her case to the Father's throne and the Lord said again, “Butch, Look what you are doing?” I said, “Lord, I'm praying for her.” He said, “No, look what you are doing?” I admitted that I didn't understand. He said, “Here at the moment of your death, you are unconcerned that you are dying and your heart drew you to this suffering child. While you have been holding her up, you haven't taken a thought about your survival.” For some time, I had really been emotionally beating myself up for my failures, for my sinfulness. I turned and saw my car down the road and my corpse slumped in the driver's seat. The Lord said, “This is who you have become because you belong to me.” Hours went by that I cannot relate. At the end he said, “Choose, do you want to return or stay with me?” I didn't want to return, but I would not say. He pressed and I said stubbornly, “Lord you know, I will not choose. I only ask that you don't send me back if I am going to be a burden.” He said, “Only where needed. You will have the strength to do everything you are supposed to do.” Instantly I saw a host of things that I would do that were way outside of my personal vision range. Things that frankly were very foreign to me. I could write a book about all I saw in that instant that was shocking and unbelievable to me, a great portion of which has already happened in these 21 years since. Just that quickly with the feeling of being sucked through a tube, I was in my chest and I heard the policeman say, “Don't bother with this one, he is gone.” I said, “I'm here.”

I exchange my weariness for His strength,
I exchange my weakness for His power,
I exchange my darkness for His light,
I exchange my problems for His solutions,
I exchange my burdens for His freedom,
I exchange my frustrations for His peace,
I exchange my turmoil for His calm,
I exchange my hopes for His promises,
I exchange my afflictions for His balm of comfort,
I exchange my questions for His answers,
I exchange my confusion for His knowledge,
I exchange my doubt for His assurance,
I exchange my nothingness for His awesomeness,
I exchange the temporal for the eternal,
I exchange the impossible for the possible,
I exchange my fear for His love. - unattributed. 

I can add, "I exchange my body of death for his life."

The Grief I Carry: The Republic is a Myth

Here I am, Archpriest Symeon Elias, with my pastor, Archbishop ALEXANDER (Bykowetz) fifth generation Orthodox Priest, and a survivor of the Holodomor.  There were thirty years difference in our ages, and who could guess it by our appearance? 

In the 1990s one day Vladka (father) turned to me and said, “ Father Symeon, why is it that these news people seem to want to destroy everything that is good about America, while they glorify everything that is evil. They attack everything and every person that deserves praise and glorify every evil. I have written many letters to the news media and explained to them the dangers of engaging in this evil bias and they answer politely but nothing changes. I even arranged a conference with Governor Engler and he assured me that he would confront the situation. Yet, nothing changes." 

Vladka and Governor Engler were friends of sorts. Engler had used Archbishop ALEXANDER for his political advantage, securing the Ukrainian vote, which was/is sizable in and around Detroit. I had known for some time how he had been used politically. But I remained silent. Why? I was a mere prison chaplain in Georgia and Vladka was the friend of the Governor of the Great State of Michigan. I knew he was being used but from my "place" there was nothing to say. 

Having witnessed the Spirit of Christ present in Vladka, and knowing his history it was the first time in my life I was ashamed to be an American. We had failed to secure Liberty – and it was TRUE and obvious already in the 1990s. 

Please understand that Vladka (Father) had witnessed his own father martyred upon the front door of his church when he was a boy. (I've said 13, but others have said 8 years of age.)  Stalin's henchmen slaughtered his father, bled him like a stuck pig, upside down, nailed to the church doors. Some close to him told me the details. He told me that his father started serving Divine Liturgy when Stalin announced to the world that there was "freedom of religion in the USSR."  He said, "My father and others thought, we will forced his hand, since he is stating this as fact, we will operate on his word, even though they had been ordered by the local commissars not to hold services.  And of course they killed him."   

It was with deep grief and shame that I answered. “Your Grace, you know the answer." Those were close to the hardest words I have uttered in my life. "You already know the answer." 

"It is the spirit of anti-Christ abroad in the land, bringing Liberty to her knees.” By this time I had tears in my eyes and so did he . . . and I still have tear in my eyes,  at least in my heart and I have not stopped grieving. He looked at me and saw the deep grief, the knowledge that was twenty years ahead of time. "I've known of the demise of true Liberty in our country, with certainty and documented evidence since the 1980s. And from personal experience. Even now I am hounded by the FBI." 

Two years later, I found myself in the dining room of my brother, who had become a vice president of Delta Airlines.  Seven of Ten siblings survived and happened to be present that afternoon.  I told them, "It is all over, the constitution holds no power." And named the three different occasions where the supreme court had torn the constitution asunder to promulgated edicts of the New World Order agenda. They looked at me as if I was a mad man. 

Vladka, having witnessed the martyrdom of his father, a single sacrifice of the tens of millions of sacrifices on the altar of the Stalinist utopia seekers . . . he was the only one who comprehended what I understood and was saying . . . and he was the only reason that I knew I was not insane.  Now, millions know that what I saw was true.  The question is: Is it too late?  IF you think that apathy and armchair observation will save freedom, you are a SLAVE already. It is time for all Liberty loving Freemen and Women to STAND and SAY, NO MORE!

NO, you are NOT free to persuade our children into the homosexual agenda!

NO, you are NOT free to equate our faith in Jesus Christ with bigotry!

NO, you are NOT free to provide us with "healthcare" that is based upon a singular model of extreme materialism, whose ultimate goal is soft genocide, a culture of death, which we totally reject! 

NO, you are NOT free to subsume to your secular agenda the knowledge of the human psyche, which has from its earliest consciousness, clung to what is higher than itself.   

As Americans:

We have all lived life as best we could comprehend. Yet, despite the great wars of the twentieth century we were isolated by vast oceans.  We were told at each instance of World War, that it was to end all wars.  We learned our reality vicariously through the veterans who sacrificed and the stories the War Department Propaganda Machine fed us.  We lived in an isolated bubble, never comprehending the mass murders we escaped but others suffered IN EVERY year of our prosperity.  IN EVERY YEAR of our prosperity. 

America's founders had a vision of self governance whose flame has extinguished! 
The American Constitution and the American Republic  reside in the dustbin of History.  
TRUE Liberty is such a faded memory that NONE of our population under fifty comprehend its TRUE meaning.   And really, do any of us at this point in time have a clue what Liberty means?   

B F Shinner the Luciferian behaviorist, who's work provides the foundation of the modern state education system, said, "those who cling to liberty were exposed to the literature of liberty, else they would have no natural knowledge toward it."  His premise was that man DID NOT naturally cling to Liberty. The fearful thing is, contrary to the NeoCons false vision, B.F.Skinner may be right!  

Ignorant American Traditional Conservatives and Liberals thought B.F.Skinner an idiot.  They wrongly thought that every human "yearned for liberty".   They wrongly thought that the "yearning for liberty" was stronger than theology and other mythology.  

Here is what they did not understand.  The human spirit is NOT indomitable - it may be enslaved.  Those with the keys to enslavement are powerful in their evil intent.  As cynical and heretical as this may sound the Human Spirit MAY BE CONQUERED completely by evil.  One's perceptions turned totally unnatural and artificial, one's own reasoning removed.

The wonder of  the founding of America was that the Natural instinct for Liberty emerged and found a voice FOR THE FIRST TIME IN THE HISTORY OF MANKIND, in the Declaration of Independence CLEARLY and the Constitution of the United States of America, PARTLY, less clearly, compromised to evil. 

WE HAVE NOT GAUGED THE MEANING OF THIS.  Those academics claiming knowledge of Anthropology ought to be the leaders, the most vocal, acknowledging that THIS American experiment is unique and because it is unique its value is "invaluable." 

For those handicapped by language let me explain what "invaluable" means.  It means, "Never to be produced again." 

For instance I own a concert grand piano, one of the first 9 foot, 6 inch concert grand pianos produced in the New World, (only three in existence) constructed in 1877 - mine is the oldest of the lot).  What is that piano worth?  (By the way, it is still functioning and fun to play) Having had it appraised, the experts say, "It is invaluable."  In other words its value cannot be measured in human history via the mere means of money. It cannot be produced again. 

The Founding Father's conception of Liberty is exactly that - invaluable, that is of a measure impossible to measure.  Yet, we have sold it for the false security of an Omni-Surveillance Totalitarian Police State.  That is like surrounding your house with ravenous wolves, who view you as prey, and thinking that you have accomplished something because you are keeping the thieves, robber and rapists away.

STAND WITH ME TO RESTORE LIBERTY

   

Miracles, Signs, Wonders!

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Miracles, Signs, Wonders

& Two Hundred Ninety Eight Other Human Weaknesses
by Archpriest Symeon Elias. - May, 30th 2002

Mat 7:15 – 23: "But beware of false prophets, who come to you in sheep's clothing, but inwardly they are ravenous wolves. You will know them by their fruits. Do men gather grape clusters from thorns, or figs from thistles? Thus every good tree produces good fruit, but a rotten tree produces evil fruit. A good tree cannot produce evil fruit, nor can a rotten tree produce good fruit. Every tree not producing good fruit is cut down and cast into the fire. Consequently, by their fruits you shall know them. "Not everyone who says to Me, 'Lord, Lord,' will enter the kingdom of heaven, but he who does the will of My Father who is in heaven. Many will say to Me in that day, 'Lord, Lord, did we not prophesy in Your name, and in Your name we cast out demons, and in Your name we did many mighty works?' "And then I will confess to them, 'I never knew you! Depart from Me, you who work iniquity!'


Shortly after I became Orthodox, I attended a service celebrating a weeping Icon. I was there both to witness the "incardination” of a group, some who were friends, into the Russian Orthodox Church Outside of Russia (ROCOR) and to see the Icon. It became a “wisdom teaching” event. Here is a little context; I was elated at finding Orthodoxy, realizing in it the answers to questions that had plagued me all my life. I had struggled with the dogmatic assertions of each denomination with which I had been associated, some officially, some unofficially. I had become cynical of theology thinking it totally man made and unable to bear the weight and reality of God, as I had come to know him by experience.  As I explored the Orthodox Fathers, but more, as I was exposed to the wealth of Orthodox liturgy, prayers and songs, I discovered that indeed this theology deserved the name “sacred” because it did carry the weight and reality of what I had come to know of God by experience. My excitement at that discovery was natural and quite understandable; an experience shared by many American converts of the late 20th century. I could have written tomes about the wonder of it all. For the first time in my memory my guard was down and hoping to imbibe The Faith quickly, feeling like much time had been wasted, (I was middle aged) I was willing to accept anything labeled Orthodox. I had discovered, as to the sacred theology of Orthodoxy, that my skepticism, which had served me well and kept me moving towards a more solid Christianity, as I walked through the swamp of competing western theologies, didn’t serve me well in Orthodoxy. It slowed my progress. In each instance of skepticism, with greater exposure, I discovered the Orthodox teaching was correct. By that time I had taken it as necessity to be humble enough to let my guard down so that I might drink it all in, more quickly. However, with good motives, I assumed too much; what I assumed was that a “church” that could produce and hold the true “Symbol” of the apostolic faith unchanged since The Cross would also hold an expression in the world that was as perfect or at least nearly so. I was about to learn that her earthly expression is anything but perfect and that I had come a very long way to, in some ways, end up exactly where I began.

Here’s what happen that night; during the service I realized that the ROCOR priest who traveled the world "sharing the glory" of this weeping Icon was a charlatan. What I noticed first was an odd movement with his hands and a little ritual of unnecessary movements he used as he handled the Icon and captured myrrh "flowing from it."  Looking around the room seeing people with expectant faces, some with eyes rimmed with tears, I was instantly heartsick. I recognized the demonic liar in front of me; and I do not exaggerate. There is nothing more cynical, nothing more heartless than a con man in clergy-clothing.  This is not a harsh judgment on my part as we can see from the words of the Apostle Peter to Simon the Magician, when Simon Magus tried to buy the anointing of the Holy Spirit so he could match the wonders he was seeing at the Apostle’s hands. Saint Peter read his heart and said:

Act 8:23 For I see thou art in the gall of bitterness and in the bonds of iniquity.

After the service the magician approached me and asked rhetorically, “Isn’t it glorious?” As he walked by I caught him by the arm, leaned over and said quietly, hoping not to be overheard, “Yes you are very talented, but not as gifted as you may think. Your act won’t hold up for long. If it does, then there is something in Orthodoxy that is robbing I.Q. points from its devotees.” His eyes registered fear and he literally hissed as he tried to speak. Not wanting a scene, I turned and walked away.

Act 13:6- And when they had gone through the whole island, as far as Paphos, they found a certain man, a magician, a false prophet, a Jew, whose name was Bar-Jesu: Who was with the proconsul Sergius Paulus, a prudent man. He, sending for Barnabas and Saul, desired to hear the word of God. But Elymas the magician (for so his name is interpreted) withstood them, seeking to turn away the proconsul from the faith. Then Saul, otherwise Paul, filled with the Holy Ghost, looking upon him, Said: O full of all guile and of all deceit, child of the devil, enemy of all justice, thou ceases not to pervert the right ways of the Lord. And now behold, the hand of the Lord is upon thee: and thou shalt be blind, not seeing the sun for a time. And immediately there fell a mist and darkness upon him: and going about, he sought some one to lead him by the hand. Then the proconsul, when he had seen what was done, believed, admiring at the doctrine of the Lord.


Notice what Paul did not say; he did not ask, “Why do you interfere with the spread of the Gospel?” That is how this story is taken so often, as if Elymas the Magician’s role was to block the Proconsul from hearing the Gospel. That was incidental, at least to Elymas, what was primary to him was to keep the Proconsul under his influence. The same spirit is alive in the Church today where certain hierarchs seek to extend their influence to control smaller local churches. What is the same is the “power seeking” crippling the witness of the Gospel and True Unity in Christ. The Holy Spirit, Himself, spoke to the reality of the situation saying, “O full of all guile and of all deceit, child of the devil, enemy of all justice, thou ceases not to pervert the right ways of the Lord.” Which is exactly what the production of the faux-miraculous is, or any other means to mesmerize or through fear to “Lord Over” and extend worldly power to the detriment of the Gospel; it is a perversion of the right ways of the Lord. Elymas was a Jew, it could be assumed that he had the Proconsul’s ear and attention, exercised influence by providing him with a “perversion” of the true religion of the Jews and that it was a lucrative endeavor. It could be assumed that he cloaked himself in Judaic Mysticism, presenting himself as a spiritually powerful person. As any con man would, he “positioned” himself appropriately for his “mark.” To him Paul and Barnabus were nothing more than competition.

Our magician, on that faithful wisdom teaching night, also cloaked himself appropriately for the consumption of his marks, which happened to be sincere orthodox people. He cloaked himself as a humble priest, a servant who in all humility was given the responsibility of this wonder, this myrrh-streaming Icon. Today there are so-called “super-bishops” trying to use the magic of their position to gather power unto themselves in an imperial model to the destruction of local churches, and it continues to be a lucrative endeavor. This night, the magician’s audience including His Grace, Bishop Gabriel of Manhattan, a house of monks, a who’s who list of ROCOR priests in attendance (a list including at least two well known “experts” and authors on all things Orthodox), that audience was so spiritually blind it was unable to see the thing as it really was. It was a sobering moment for me.

I had attended with Father Nestor, who at the time was assisting me in my prison ministry, at Hays State Prison. As we drove home he asked, “Did you believe that?” He was a generation younger and I didn’t want to shake his faith so I obfuscated saying, “I really don’t know what to think, except that the myrrh smelled sickening, like those Rose-scented hand-lotions old women use.” He held up a cotton swap in a plastic bag and said, “I’m going to keep this and see if it cankers.” I remained silent and then he said, “Didn’t you think the guy handling the Icon acted strange?” By that I knew he grasped the trickery, so then we spoke openly of it.

The scene that night was doubly ironic, since the ROCOR under Bishop Gabriel were touting themselves and certain old calendarist Greeks, in public gatherings and all over the Internet as the last bastion of True Orthodoxy left in the world. I heard this from his own lips as he gave a speech to his clergy about the difference between “official orthodoxy” and “true orthodoxy.” His words were the first words from an Orthodox official I wrote down on my “lie list.” The pretense of “jurisdictional purity” seems to crop up more often these days in Orthodoxy, as certain prelates try to mimic the imperialism of Rome. (And “New Rome” Moscow). Maybe it is a reaction to the political changes in the world and the non-imperial structure of the New World, certainly these things are putting extreme pressure on the “old order” institutional Churches. In the U.S. the Standing Council of Orthodox Bishops in America – who in the beginning were just that have changed their name to The Standing Council of Canonical Orthodox Bishops in America, perverting the meaning of Canonical, trying to set up an imperial order in the U.S., seeking to consolidate power in the hands of a few prelates; more about this later. This weeping-Icon con could not have been more ironic, or a better lesson for me, at the same time. Sometime later the con man was exposed amid sexual scandal, found dead in a homosexual brothel, etc. Then it was admitted that he was a career magician, and not a very good one, who turned keeper of a "miraculous" weeping icon. Sad, sad, sad.

Here is what I mean by “traveling a long journey to in some ways end-up where I started.”  As a boy I was quiet and observant, the wrong attributes to be thrown into the 1950s and 1960s Pentecostal Revival Show Circuit. Luckily that wasn’t my only Christian exposure. My Father was “Holiness” by his understanding of worship and theology; my Mother was “Pentecostal” and sadly all their lives did not understand the difference between the two movements. She took his quiet devotion and service to others as “lukewarm spirituality” and he held the suspicion that her “emotive” demonstrations bordered on mental instability. This was confirmed by a ‘nervous breakdown” in the early 50s and other “disassociative episodes” in the 60s and 70s. It was years before I came to understand the reality of this underlying tension in our house, which colored my childhood.

My Father had huge respect for Dr Paul Barth, the American/German Theologian and Evangelist who founded the Tabernacle Church in the 1920’s on what is now the parking lot of the Atlanta Baseball Stadium near the Georgia State Capital building and Beulah Heights Bible College in 1919, now Beulah Heights University. I was raised on the Beulah Heights College campus and genuinely loved the place, and still do. Oddly, for a period of time, per capita, it produced more Orthodox converts than any other “evangelical” school in the country. Something that wasn’t intentional I’m sure. I never knew Dr. Barth but I have strong memories of his widow; I remember her loving presence, dignity and sense of the sacred very well. She walked faithfully to the light she grasped and was a power for the betterment of many people who crossed her path. But to my mother, she was “dried bones.”  I share this to put into context what I am about to share. I had the worshipful services of Barth Memorial (the church attached to the School) and some very, very worshipful chapel services at Beulah Heights and a list of teachers willing to share their faith and teach me, so I wasn’t at the mercy of my mother’s radical Pentecostalism, though I was certainly exposed to it. In that exposure I became very bitter watching the cynical manipulation of the sincere simple people who flocked to those huge circus tents, old theatre buildings and store fronts. It wasn’t all bad, I got to meet Oral Roberts when he was still a young man, became close friends with his first business manager, the Reverend Bill Lee. Unfortunately or fortunately according to ones perspective I also met a who’s who list of pure charlatans.  I saw shills planted in the audience to fake miracles. I remember one year the infamous evangelist A.A. Allen ran a six week revival at the old Lakewood Fair Grounds. A couple nights into that revival a woman who had suffered a “spinal injury” was pulled out of her wheelchair and she danced on the platform. While the service continued she literally ran up and down the isles praising God for her miracle. The next month we traveled to Chattanooga and my mother and her friends didn’t seem to notice that it was the same woman, this time delivered from a horrible tumor that had her stomach hugely bloated. (Use of an inflated device, deflated on que.) But I noticed; I wasn’t fooled by the different style of clothes, color of hair nor the theatrical makeup aging her because I had observed her face clearly as she ran the isles of the first revival as I wondered, “is this real?” I didn’t dare mention this, because I learned quickly that such skepticism was met with censure and disdain and even suspicions of demon possession. For my mother, if you didn't buy the Pentecostal hype, something evil was blocking you. The second that I even hinted that this evangelist or this miracle was suspect my mother would launch into her “touch not God’s anointed” speech and she would prophesy doom upon me.

The orthodox magician’s act was near amateur prestidigitation, cloaked in the robes of a priest, surrounded by the sounds of cultured choir, the smell of incense, the light of hundreds of candles, in what would have been otherwise a wonderfully worshipful service. But do not be deceived at its core it was comparable to the circus tricks I witnessed in those revival shows. I find it likely that had I openly challenged the streaming-icon magician that night that the reaction would have been the same censure, disdain and presumption of “demonic” knowledge. Simply stated, religious blindness is religious blindness, regardless of the name of the religion; or better-stated, religious sickness is religious sickness regardless of the nature of the cultic devotion.

The simple people at those revival meetings in decades past (and even today) never questioned why prayer-cards were handed out as people arrived. Nor did they know of the ear piece-receiver worn by the “man of god” as his assistants fed the con man his "spiritual insights" off the prayer cards previously collected. I witnessed slight of hand producing raw meat purported to be "tumors" or the damage of demons. (The Chattanooga incident not the first) Like a child learns a second language when in a multi-language household, I learned to read the signals between the preachers and the “spotters”. The same technique used by auctioneers even today, to ferret out the “suggestible.” I learned to LOVE the sound of a Hammond B3 Organ and Leslie speakers as it was employed to hype-up the crowd, and used like sound track to fill, add emotion and punctuate the “prophetic” words of the preacher. These shows were professional and polished in their garish reality, every moment, every expression, every note, every miracle timed for the best result, timed to loosen the wallet. I learned to discern the hypnotic techniques employed, the manipulation of crowds and individuals by repetition and suggestion. What a Carney show! Yet what a colorful childhood! And I wouldn’t trade it for gold. However, upon entering the blessed and consecrated confines of the Orthodox Church, I really expected something better.

That night the Lord made sure that I learned the needful lesson that Orthodoxy-The Church is NOT a utopia, that the spirit of Christ and the spirit of anti-christ are present in her as she battles the evils of the world militantly to become the Church Triumphant, which is and is to come. There is no sin or failure not present in those calling Her, their own; some are goats and some are sheep that is just the way it is and the way it was prophesied it would be from the very lips of our Lord. Some take Jesus’ statement that “the gates of hell will not prevail against, My church” as a statement that it could not be wounded, diseased, scattered into churches with some showing the light of the Gospel clearly and others more dimly. Many Orthodox take it to mean that with all the “imperfections in the church observable by history” she has remained perfect at her core, since the core of the Church is Christ, Himself. This by the way is true. However, honest observation will expose that just as Christ’s earthly body sweat blood in fear, was betrayed, scourged, torn, beaten, shackled, lead to destruction, even hung on a cross and suffered death, his earthly body the Church remains vulnerable to any kind of attack, wound, betrayal and so on, and just as the gates of hell did not prevail at the crucifixion, neither will the gates of hell prevail against the church, though it may appear so to the world. The wonder and blessing of Orthodoxy is that in her worship, in the words of her liturgies, songs and prayers is a full expression of the Apostolic Faith, unrivaled anywhere else in Christendom. That this full expression does not protect her from the Shadow of Simon Magus or Bar-Jesus the Magician is little wonder.

A Roman Catholic friend recently told me that miracles were invitations to faith and how can that not be so and indeed is so for anything that is a genuine miracle. Even if under the hand of a charlatan, a miracle may be genuine, by virtue of the simple, innocent faith of the person who reaches, and indeed such miracles have been blessings that instill greater faith. God is not absent from the heathen and pagan worlds, not absent from the life of the slaves of Islam, nor the natives under the spell of shamans. And so it is my opinion that God uses many, many means to show mercy to both those that know him and those that do not yet know his name. However, miracles are also in the arsenal of the deceiver, are part and parcel of pagan religious practice, voodoo, shamanism, and the like. So let us make something crystal clear, FAITH is NOT the witness, production or experience of miracles. The very term “faith healing” as is commonly understood in this culture, is a misnomer. Faith is an act of volition - the WILL to open oneself to deep and sincere belief in God; and more specifically for the Christian, to open oneself to Life in Christ Jesus, via the guidance of the Holy Spirit. So never confuse the wonder and mystery of the Altar, or any other aspect of genuine Orthodox Christian Worship with a "miracle of any sort." It is simply the experience of the Eternal Moment, the experience of things as they are in that one moment, which we are allowed to share by this means, through "HE who is without corruption."

I've witnessed and experienced many things most would call "miracle" both before and after my conversion to Orthodoxy but my FAITH is not predicated on them. I'm not suggesting that there are no true weeping Icons but the truth is such signs have no meaning for me, literally no meaning. At this point in life I don’t believe I would even walk across the street to see one, if it were not for my concern not to offend a weak believer, since their fragile “belief” can be predicated upon such. I do suggest and even say boldly that from times of old, charlatans have sought to deceive and wrong-minded men with "good" motives have tried to attract "devotees" with trickery.  The religion of Simon the Sorcerer and Bar-Jesus the Magician has 'shadowed' the Church from its very first days.

What's with all this sign seeking? Here Saint Paul talks about the spiritual blindness that befell the Pagan world, where they lost their ability to “see God in All Things.”
Rom 1:19-21 Because that which may be known of God is manifest in them; for God hath shewed it unto them. For the invisible things of him from the creation of the world are clearly seen, being understood by the things that are made, even his eternal power and Godhead; so that they are without excuse: Because that, when they knew God, they glorified him not as God, neither were thankful; but became vain in their imaginations, and their foolish heart was darkened.


With this understanding Jesus’ words become clearer, those who have lost the ability to see God as Saint Paul described (being clearly seen and understood by the things that he made) seek “signs” to find him. “But he answered and said unto them, ‘An evil and adulterous generation seeketh after a sign; and there shall no sign be given to it, but the sign of the prophet Jonas:’” One very telling barometer of the spiritual state of the average Orthodox "devotee" is the time and money spent scurrying to the reports of weeping icons. Qualitatively this 'seeking after signs and miracles' is no different than Romans flocking to Mary apparitions and statues of Jesus and saints crying or for that matter the Revival Carney Shows. People are so spiritually poverty stricken, (another way to state this is people are so deluded, blinded by sin) that they hunger to see God "break into nature".  This is a true degradation of The Faith, since the Faith holds, as cardinal Truth, that God imbues ALL THINGS, is everywhere present, coursing BEING into existence. The Faith holds that He is the One “Enlightening every man coming into the world” (John Chapter One) that the very breath, nerve impulse, and heart beat of the most profane man on earth and even the lowliest of creatures is a "witness" of the presence of God, who holds ALL THINGS yet is contained by none.

Those with hearts that have become pure enough to "see God" (Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God) realize that their very power of "cognition" the ability to see, to hear, to know is by the power of that Divine Spark given to all, even the worst among us. It is the primary Grace and Mercy of BEING, without which NOTHING, that has BEING, can exist. These profound words from the First Chapter of the Gospel of Saint John are there for a purpose, the greatest of which is to keep people of Faith from ever sinking to the level of the Deists,1 and/or those tainted with Dualism2 and/or Gnosticism.3 We are not meant to "wonder" or be "amazed" at a profound healing, or any other means that "appears" to be God manipulating the "natural order of things."  Why? Because, if one has eyes to see, one realizes that every moment that exists, every nano-second is a "miracle of God" as he eternally courses BEING into existence. One nano-second that His power were removed, ALL the "universes" would vaporize into nothingness.

I believe that it is much more difficult to have this “vision” of God in modern and urban times. Those whose lives are swallowed up by the artificial, by mass-media, by insulating structures, survival via processed, frozen and canned foods, cultures caught in their own peculiar mythologies. Millions of these people have never experienced the wonder of nature.  And sadly because of the purveyance of the philosophy of ultra-materialism some so-called “naturalists” and some whose lives are wrapped up in “nature” cannot experience nature, even though they see it with their own eyes. What I mean by the “experience of nature” as oppose to merely seeing nature is suddenly being dumbstruck by the miracle of it all.

Have you ever had that fearful, awesome, marvelous and wondrous moment, where something sorts of snaps in your mind and you realize the miracle of IT ALL?  Where one looks at ones own hands or a leaf moving on a bush, or the light in a person's eye, or the affection of a pet and in that profound moment you realize the strangeness and miracle of IT ALL; a rare moment where all the preconceived ideas are suspended and you question who YOU are in it, what the meaning of IT ALL could be. Most of us are so caught up in the "motion" of life, the cadence and rhythm, the ambitions, prides, lusts, i.e. passions that we never perceive the Eternal Moment of IT ALL.  IT ALL is miracle. When one grasps that, then any particular Mercy of healing or "wonder" is accepted with profound thankfulness, as ALL LIFE is accepted with profound thankfulness. (Please realize that by using the word Life, I am not meaning the narrow definition of the materialists, the mere biological function of organisms, though such is "A" manifestation of Life.)

I have seen literally hundreds of what people would classify as "true miracles." So in no way am I minimizing the blessedness of that, rather I am putting it in context. Those who are "swayed" by miracles, signs and wonders are of the least faith, and impure; they do not have eyes to see God's omnipresence, nor humility to accept his omnipotence. In the "sign seeking" God is reduced to the level of the "little fairy floating around just outside of the perceptions of our five senses causing little disruptions in the natural order of things." Sign seeking is a profane act, a profanity shared by the lowest forms of spiritualism and cults. What is Eternal and OF Eternity is REAL, so when Jesus said, "This man was born blind that the Glory of the Father might be revealed" that statement also meant, "so that in healing him you may know what is REAL." "What difference if I say, 'take up thy bed and walk' or 'your sins are forgiven'"?  There was (is) no difference since either way he was "revealing what is REAL".  Profound implications here if one can grasp it.

I want to encourage you to “action” to become a warrior in your spiritual walk, become the person with “eyes to see and ears to hear.” I hear the call to Chivalry ringing in my mind, “Let us be worthy of great adventures! Let us be worthy of great battles! Let us be worthy of great suffering!” In the Eternal Moment, for the good of all those placed in our sphere to love, we must act as Warriors without sin, to boldly battle the myriad evils of the world and the very evil 'one' himself. This is the call to all true Warriors of the Faith. At the same time as sinful beings we must seek the acceptance (within ourselves) of our own Healing/Salvation. It is only in this context that we can grasp the real meaning of "all that is without Faith is sin."  The following two statements mean absolutely the same thing: By Faith - we grasp reality and are healed. By Faith - we grasp reality and are "saved."
1Pe 2:21 For to this you were called, because Christ also suffered for us, leaving behind an example for you, that you should follow in His footsteps, "Who committed no sin, nor was deceit found in His mouth"; who, being verbally abused, did not return verbal insults, when He suffered, He did not threaten, but committed Himself to Him who judges righteously; who Himself bore our sins in His body on the tree, in order that having died to sins, we might live unto righteousness--by whose stripes you were healed. 4 For you were like sheep going astray, but you have turned back now to the Shepherd and Overseer of your souls.


What' s the old saying, "I pray, not to change God or cause Him to act, but to change me." (I think that's a paraphrase of C S Lewis) anyway, do you understand what it means?  It has profound implications for anyone seeking a sign, anyone struggling with God to get HIM to act. Healing is what's REAL, HIS intimate Presence in ALL THINGS is what's REAL, and HIS creating and sustaining BEING IN HIMSELF is what's REAL. So then, finding and accepting what is REAL, what already is, what is Eternal produces miracles; for if there is an eternity, by its definition it cannot have had a beginning nor an ending, therefore it is also NOW - and only what is connected to Eternity has reality. This is why in the Western Tradition one affirms, "world without end" and the Eastern form, "now and ever and unto the ages of ages..." that's the "plane" of our prayers, the "reality" of our devotions.  "Thy Will be done - on earth as it is in heaven." Another way to say it, "Thy Will be done - in the biologically changing world blinded by sin, as in the un-changeable, un-hampered reality of the eternal moment."

When I think along these lines I always remember one of the great statements of faith recorded outside the Bible in the pre-christian era. Recorded in part of the wisdom literature of the Greeks, which came to be known as ‘gnostic’ in lesser and corrupt forms. We find a story by Hermese Trismigistus (which means “the thrice great Hermese”) about the Shepherd of Mankind. Hermese reports that he was praying for his family, for his children especially fearing the effects the world was having on them, wondering how he was going to pass on to them his experience of “Wisdom”, that is his experience of the reality of God. As he is deeply in prayer the Shepherd of Mankind appeared to him and said basically ‘Your sincere prayers have brought you favor with God, so I am here in answer to your prayers and am willing and able to answer any questions you have.’ Hermese didn’t hesitate he said, “I want to know God and things as they are.” We might say, “Lord, teach me what is real” and if that is our sincere prayer, as we pray that prayer the Lord will begin to expose to us our own illusions. (Illusion - a mistaken perception of reality) But to get to this state where we begin to dismiss the fog of illusions, where we begin to “clear our vision” we have to overcome our “delusional state.” (Delusional state - mistaken and false beliefs that persist despite evidence to the contrary)

Delusions for the most part are part and parcel of our “personal religion” or better stated our “religious sickness”. Our “religious sickness” may not appear as “religion” at all; for instance we may be in lock step with the common culture and appear to society as the most rational non-religious of men. An example would be, a scientist who views himself as a practical man, a pragmatist who refuses to believe anything he cannot effect in the laboratory. Such a one would seem to be anything but “religious” yet in fact such a one, refusing to recognize God in the equation, has inadvertently been deluded by the religion of “extreme materialism.” Or another example would be someone who has adopted the mythology of Darwinism’s Origin of Species, to the exclusion of God in the equation; such a one has been deluded by the religion of “Pure Darwinism.” These are examples of “systematized” philosophies people have purposely or inadvertently adopted. More common are the personal philosophies, adopted on a “gut level” from information grasped inadvertently in development, and in environment, bits and pieces from the pop-culture, and various philosophical saying and a mixture of accidentally gathered or purposely gathered religion knowledge. Usually such bits and piece of “knowledge” are purposely chosen because they feel good at the time, and/or confirm some preconceived notion of childhood or later development. Such “personal philosophies” may be mildly debilitating or grossly warping. Let me give three examples: (1) A person male or female who lives life by rote, moves and acts strictly on ‘received information’ who never critically questions the validity of any aspect of their family mythology, fears anyone who does not conform to their norms, lives in fear of non-acceptance, carefully ‘acting the part’ their family mythology requires no matter how they feel inwardly or what questions may arrive. The opposite of this person, one who mindlessly rebels, is actually just the other side of the same coin. One side of the coin is characterized by a grinding fear of failing, which precludes the person from acting upon any course but the prescribed course. The other side is characterized by the fear of disappearing, making it impossible to conform even when such a course would be to their personal advantage. (2) A sort of middle ground might be demonstrated by the hard drinking red neck, unable to take life very seriously, good natured fun the rule, with an ever increasing cynical edge as he ages, refusing to mature, still partying at 50, mocking any questioning of his life choices, mocking anyone who takes life seriously. (3) The psychopath or psychotic, totally insulated unable to touch life, oblivious to the experience of anything but his own needs. Each example above represents different levels of intrinsic selfishness.

The first time I read Hermese’s request, “I want to know God and things as they are” I was dumbfounded by the wisdom of it and its implication began to work on me. Illusion is false perceptions, delusion is false beliefs; in other words, our perception of what is real in any place or event is predicated upon our core self, how we are formed, what we have chosen to take into ourselves. The more delusional our core being, the more illusory (clouded) is our perception. Saint Paul wrote about the degradation and even disintegration of the mind of the prideful saying:

Rom 1:28 And just as they did not approve to have God in their knowledge, God gave them up to a reprobate mind, to do the things which are not fitting; having been filled with all unrighteousness, fornication, wickedness, greed, malice; full of envy, murder, strife, deceit, maliciousness; they are whisperers, slanderers, hateful to God, insolent men, proud, braggarts, inventors of evil things, disobedient to parents, without understanding, untrustworthy, unloving, unforgiving, unmerciful; who, having known the righteous judgment of God, that those practicing such things are worthy of death, not only do them, but also approve of those who practice them.

Surely we can recognize in these words “sub-cultures” that exist in our neighborhoods, which we collectively call gangs. At least gangs are honest “do bad” societies. What about the hypocritical “do bad” societies like cults, where any “evil” is acceptable to protect the illusion of goodness the cult wishes to project to the world? In the same vein, politics and corporations at the beginning of the twenty first century in the U.S. have become cultish, where the “corporate culture” or “party line” becomes its theology and any sacrifice (evil) is justified for the good of the corporation or party. No one could rightly deny that terrorist organizations have become “killing cults” and we have seen in history that entire nations can become “killing cults”, where the most despicable anti-human acts are perpetrated in the name of “for human good.” The deluded Al Quada member perpetrates anti-human acts of terror, not because he sees himself as “evil” but because he has become so deluded he thinks he is acting “for human good.” Is he not full of malice, full of envy, an inventor of evil things, without understanding, unloving, unforgiving, unmerciful? How can individuals and societies (gangs, cults, parties, corporations, even nations) become so blindly deluded?

Orthodoxy might state it this way, “The perception of Truth is primarily a matter of purity.” When in impurity we choose also to “deceive” we have come full circle, at the same time we have exposed the “wages of sin” which are progressively: Illusion, Delusion, Deception and finally Death. The which, not incidentally, is the full arsenal of Satan’s power.  The story of Satan’s fall is a story of progressive delusion, as he began to fancy himself equal to God. The story of Adam and Eve is a story of Satan’s own delusion exercised in deception, creating illusion, delusion, deception and death. This is why Satan is called, The Liar and The Great Deceiver. When we take that added step “to deceive” which is unavoidable in the economy of humanity as we share our ideas, perceptions, opinions, impressions etc, if they are from a core that is “impure” i.e. deluded, our “natural conversation” becomes in lock step with Satan as our delusions, offered as “truth”, act to deceive. We pass our delusion on to our children:
Exo 20:5-6 Thou shalt not bow down thyself to them, nor serve them: for I the LORD thy God am a jealous God, visiting the iniquity of the fathers upon the children unto the third and forth generation of them that hate me; And shewing mercy unto thousands of them that love me, and keep my commandments.

In America for whatever societal/religious reasons we greatly value the “miraculous.” For us it is a particular challenge, the thought that all miracles might not be “for the good.” How could it be that those empowered to create signs and wonders, miracles of healing and casting out devils could stand before the judgment seat and Christ say, “Depart from me, ye workers of iniquity, I never knew you”? Jesus explains it clearly, “Thus every good tree produces good fruit, but a rotten tree produces evil fruit. A good tree cannot produce evil fruit, nor can a rotten tree produce good fruit.” Matt. 7:18. When Jesus was genuinely healing people they accused him saying, “He casts out devils by the Evil One.” Of course Jesus answered saying, “How can one enter into a strong man's house, and spoil his goods, except he first bind the strong man?” Yet in our era, for every real there is a false, and I don’t necessarily mean a “fake”, for just as there is the appearance of Christ and anti-christ, both having the “appearance” of goodness so there are miracles by the Spirit of Christ and by the spirit of anti-christ.

Like a pebble hitting a still pond produces concentric waves in proportion to its weight and velocity, so too our words and actions radiate from us, characterized by the condition of our core, they are healing or destructive, pointing towards truth or filled with deception, an exact mirror of our deepest selves. Is it any wonder then that the early monastic movement taught that the employment of silence and stillness (not absence of labor but absence of willful-action) was the quickest way to get to spiritual purity, or that the pre-christian monks of many philosophies taught basically the same thing?

One of the Orthodox Fathers wrote that if one is filled with sinful temptation and despondency that one should keep ones mouth shut and not spread the disease, but in private continue to confess and to call upon Christ at every moment for deliverance. He wasn’t suggesting that one should “fake it until one makes it” spiritually speaking, but rather he was acknowledging the reality that “sin” is “disease” and expressions of the sinful heart are contaminated with sickness that is contagious.

When one grasps this foundational truth, “One cannot act contrary to the reality of ones own nature” the true and deepest meaning of the Sermon on the Mount comes into view. Those who “think” they act contrary to their own nature, are simply holders of that delusion. There is an old saying, “An honest man cannot be conned.” Why? Because we cannot be conned by another by any means we have not already or are not willing to con ourselves. Apply this to the crowds arriving and “blessing” the Carney Evangelist; apply this also to those arriving to see the priest/magician; apply this to all eager to see ANY sign and wonder; apply this to any unwilling to seek wisdom as to the source and mean of the “miraculous.”

The skilled confidence man knows that the only way that he can get one over on the “mark”(his victim) is through the mark’s own weaknesses, delusions and lusts. The first delusion the con man uses in this culture is the common delusion that “everybody is basically good.” He knows that people will do all sorts of things to affirm to themselves and even to strangers that they are a “basically good person.” Next he finds a way that he can tempt a person to act (usually to act on greed) while telling himself or herself that, “though I may benefit from this action, I am acting because I’m a good person, because I wish to help out.” Many people have been robbed of material wealth by this simple formula.

St. Peter of Damaskos list all the “weaknesses” (passions) of man that he found in scripture.  Here is the list:
harshness
trickery
malice
perversity
Mindlessness
Licentiousness
Enticement
Dullness
lack of understanding
idleness
sluggishness
stupidity
flattery
silliness
idiocy
madness
derangement
coarseness
rashness
cowardice
lethargy
dearth of good actions
moral errors
greed,
over-frugality
ignorance
folly
spurious knowledge
forgetfulness
lack of discrimination
obduracy
injustice
evil intention
a conscienceless soul
slothfulness
idle chatter
breaking of faith,
wrongdoing
sinfulness
lawlessness
criminality
passion
seduction
assent to evil
mindless coupling
demonic provocation
dallying
bodily comfort beyond what is required
vice
stumbling
sickness of soul
enervation
weakness of intellect
negligence
laziness
a reprehensible despondency
disdain of God
aberration
transgression
unbelief
lack of faith
wrong belief
poverty of faith
heresy
fellowship in heresy
polytheism
idolatry
ignorance of God
impiety
magic
astrology
divination
sorcery
denial of God
the love of idols
dissipation
profligacy
loquacity,
indolence
self-love
inattentiveness
lack of progress
deceit
delusion
audacity
witchcraft
defilement
the eating of unclean food
soft living
dissoluteness
voracity
unchastity
avarice,
anger
dejection
listlessness
self-esteem
pride
presumption
self-elation
boastfulness
infatuation
foulness
satiety,
doltishness
torpor
sensuality
over-eating
gluttony
insatiability
secret eating
hoggishness
solitary eating,
indifference
fickleness
self-will
thoughtlessness
self-satisfaction
love of popularity
ignorance of beauty
uncouthness
gaucherie
light-mindedness
boorishness
rudeness
contentiousness
quarrelsomeness
abusiveness
shouting
brawling
fighting
rage
mindless desire
gall
exasperation
giving offence
enmity
meddlesomeness
chicanery
asperity
slander
censure
calumny
condemnation
accusation
hatred
railing
insolence
dishonor,
ferocity
frenzy
severity
aggressiveness
forswearing oneself
oathtaking
lack of compassion
hatred of one's brothers,
partiality
patricide
matricide
breaking fasts
laxity
acceptance of bribes
theft
rapine
jealousy
strife
envy
indecency
jesting
vilification
mockery
derision
exploitation
oppression
disdain of one's neighbor
flogging
making sport of others
hanging
throttling
heartlessness
implacability
covenant-breaking
bewitchment
harshness
shamelessness
impudence
obfuscation of thoughts
obtuseness
mental blindness
attraction to what is fleeting
impassionedness
frivolity
disobedience
dullwittedness
drowsiness of soul
excessive sleep
fantasy
heavy drinking
drunkenness
uselessness
slackness
mindless enjoyment
self-indulgence
venery
using foul language
effeminacy
unbridled desire
burning lust
masturbation
pimping
adultery
sodomy
bestiality
defilement
wantonness
a stained soul
incest
uncleanliness
pollution
sordidness
feigned affection
laughter
jokes
immodest dancing
clapping
improper songs
revelry
fluteplaying
license of tongue
excessive love of order
insubordination
disorderliness
reprehensible collusion
conspiracy
warfare
killing
brigandry
sacrilege
illicit gains
usury
wiliness
grave-robbing
hardness of heart
obloquy
complaining
blasphemy
fault-finding
ingratitude
malevolence
contemptuousness
pettiness
confusion
lying
verbosity
empty words,
mindless joy
daydreaming
mindless friendship
bad habits
nonsensicality
silly talk
garrulity
niggardliness
depravity
intolerance
irritability
affluence
rancor
misuse
ill-temper
clinging to life
ostentation
affectation
pusillanimity
satanic love
curiosity
contumely
lack of the fear of God
unteachability
senselessness
haughtiness
self-vaunting
self-inflation
scorn for one's neighbor
mercilessness
insensitivity
hopelessness
spiritual paralysis
hatred of God
despair
suicide
a falling away from God in all things
utter destruction

--Altogether 298 Passions:
"These, then, are the passions which are named in the Holy Scriptures. I have set them down in a single list, as I did at the beginning of my discourse with the various books I have used. I have not tried, and nor would I have been able, to arrange them all in order; this would have been beyond my powers, for the reason given by St. John Climacus: `If you seek understanding among wicked men, you will not find it.' For all that the demons produce is disorderly. In common with the godless and the unjust, the demons have but one purpose: to destroy the souls of those who accept their evil counsel. Yet sometimes they actually help men to attain holiness. In these instances they are conquered by the patience and faith of those who put their trust in the Lord, and who through their good actions and resistance to evil thoughts counteract the demons and bring down curses upon them."

Peter of Damaskos obviously had a lot of time on his hands trying to “systematize” the illusions, delusions and weaknesses of man, from scripture. He used St John Climacus’ words to emphasize that such a task is hopeless, since it is the process of mucking about in a sea of confusion. And really that is the point I want to make with it, to draw a line between “Wisdom” and “Confusion.” Christ’s coming and dying did not nullify the great Wisdom Literature of Holy Scripture. In fact, via the Power of the Holy Spirit available to us today, its “secrets” ought to be easier for us to access and comprehend. Yet, in the name of the Holy Spirit, this great treasure is more and more ignored by Christians of all stripes, and substituted in its place is a sort of “soulish intuition”, an unenlightened ignorance, which carries us about by whims of emotion, purported to be “leading of the Holy Spirit.” Sadly, some have substituted the rambling of preachers, or the sanctity of priests, connection through a purity of jurisdiction, when there is nothing that can substitute for reaching to the True Wisdom of God, that is “to Know God and things as they are.”

Peter of Damaskos’ list comes to us translated from one language to another, from one culture to another, from a perspective of monastic living to the realities of modern life, yet many, many . . . too many of the passions he names may be seen as “universal.” In the confusing array, some are aspects of another and some may not be “passions” at all. I don’t understand for instance why, David’s harp playing, cymbal crashing, drum beating is not “passion” but flute playisn is, and clapping is. These are obviously cultural things, not properly translating out of the culture in which they were observed. But in any event look at how the others apply to our actions springing from the reality of our core. Look at how many apply to us going through life inattentive to the state of our mind and heart, acting or not-acting based upon illusion and delusion, paralyzed as it were by confusion.

I noticed that “mindless joy” was listed. I was a little taken aback since Joy is a fruit of the Holy Spirit. But then upon a little reflection I’ve witnessed people who were poor deluded creatures (to quote Batman) and filled with joy. Many cultists find this false or “mindless joy” in their religious sickness. I’m sure the Jihadists fanatics find joy in their conspiratorial “fellowship” just as the old KKK rallies were rollicking good times and the camaraderie of NAZI Brown Shirts was warm and uplifting. In each case it is nothing more than the esprit de corps of pagans and barbarians, i.e. mindless joy.

This list of “weaknesses” from scripture may or may not be a complete list of the means we have to fool ourselves; it may or may not be a complete list of the weaknesses a con man may used to deceive us; it may or may not be a complete list of the tools Satan may own in us for our own destruction. But one has to acknowledge the diabolical genius of the Evil One, creating unique webs of delusion where even the appearance of good may be evil, where even the most sacred is mimicked, where even the healing power of the stripes of our Lord is aped.

A heart filled with the passions cannot perceive truth. A heart filled with the passions cannot discriminate between true miracle and charlatanism. A heart filled with the passions is stymied in all good works. Regardless of the good motives, the appearance of philanthropy and sweat of brow, “the loving kindness of the wicked is cruelty.” Likewise the rebuke of a righteous man is “kindness.”

Pro 12:10 A righteous man regardeth the life of his beast: but the tender mercies of the wicked are cruel.

The bold prayer of Hermese, “I want to know God, and things as they are” is so important in its purely Christian parallels. One cannot come to know “things as they are” without first gaining knowledge of God. We stand in a spiritual stupor when our knowledge of things as they are is a product of our “common culture” which in the first decade of the twenty-first century has proven itself to be insane. Name any aspect of the culture and one with eyes to see can point out the delusions, that is, “the common beliefs held, despite ample demonstrable/contradictory facts.” Just to quickly name one: The mythology that Global Warming is the result of human action. There most certainly is Global Warming and it is quite severe, causing drastic melting of the polar ice caps . . . on Mars! Yes, on Mars. The atmosphere on Mars, more susceptible to the variations of the radiance of the Sun has been in a period of warming, many times greater than the mere .6 degree in average yearly temperature the earth’s atmosphere has experienced, since the time scientists began keeping such records. The ample demonstrable/contradictory facts are clear since there are no humans on Mars and we share the same Sun, and independently, scientists have also measured an increase in the Sun’s radiance on earth. Yet these two pivotal facts have not been applied to the “mythology” that Global Warming is caused by human action. Even the Ecumenical Patriarch has thrown in with the radical and blind ecologists. He convened an international symposium on Global Warming a few years ago, giving yet another platform to these radicals. Nothing explains this other than societal/cultural insanity. In fact when NASA published its report about the Global Warming on Mars, the clamor that humans cause Global Warming increased exponentially. NASA’s report was relegated to their own web-pages, the back pages of newspapers and not covered by the National Electronic Media at all. Please understand that what I’m saying is not “radical theory” it is instead “knowable, provable scientific data” published by no less than NASA (The National Aeronautics and Space Administration) and NOAA (the National Oceanographic and Atmospheric Administration) parent of the National Weather Service.

Of course we ought to be good stewards of our beautiful home, our earth; of course we ought to treat it with respect and do all in our power to leave it in better shape than the generation before us. But this “good stewardship” has nothing to do with false mythologies. It has instead to do with Wisdom of God, which produces in the human psyche “thankfulness and respect” for all God’s creatures and all God’s creation. And with the Wisdom of God comes the realization that “creation moans and groans for the renewal of all things, that will accompany the revelation of the sons of God.” The single most powerful thing we can do for the ecology of our planet is take our prayer life seriously, praying for our own healing/salvation, that we may both be good stewards of the earth and that we may hasten the revelation of the Sons of God.

Rom 8:19 For the earnest expectation of the creature waiteth for the manifestation of the sons of God. For the creature was made subject to vanity, not willingly, but by reason of him who hath subjected the same in hope, Because the creature itself also shall be delivered from the bondage of corruption into the glorious liberty of the children of God. For we know that the whole creation groaneth and travaileth in pain together until now. And not only they, but ourselves also, which have the firstfruits of the Spirit, even we ourselves groan within ourselves, waiting for the adoption, to wit, the redemption of our body.

All this to bring us back to that truth written by C.S. Lewis. "I pray not to change God or cause Him to act, but to change me." We could paraphrase, “I pray, not to gain power over others, but love in my own heart.” “I pray, not to cause an effect in the world, but to heal the defects in me.” “I pray, not from knowledge but by Faith, that I might learn how to pray ‘genuinely.’” “I pray, not for wealth but for wisdom.” “I pray, not for signs and wonders, but for healing/salvation.” “I pray, not to become special and holy, but to become real.” “I pray, to be released from prison, to gain the freedom neither Satan nor death can hinder.” “I pray to gain a mind and heart in which Satan with his web of deceit owns NOTHING.”

It is only with this understanding that the words of Jesus ring clear: we should not seek
miracles or signs or wonders, but the kingdom of God, wherein is our healing, and
completion.
Mat 6:33 "But be seeking first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these [things] will be added to you.”
All these?? In this context, literally what we will eat, what we will drink, what we will
wear, and since he says that this is what even the pagans seek, he means for our focus
to be “more.” Not more of the same, heaping wealth upon ourselves as the prosperity
gospel heresy suggests, but “More” as in everything that leads to true health, true
wealth, and real-everlasting - LIFE . I can hear him say, “While you seek what is REAL,
I’ll protect you, that you may find it.” “While you case after what is false, you remain the
slave of the father of lies.”

A Serious Caution for Sincere Orthodox Believers

Is it possible that the Veneration of Icons could ever degenerate to the Worship of Idols? This question in no way questions the validity of the findings of The Seventh Ecumenical Council, which took place in Nicaea in 787 AD, and is also known as the Second Council of Nicaea. This Council rightly restored the use of Icons in Christian worship and rightly stood against the prevalent “iconoclast heresy” of the day. History clearly shows that the battle with the iconoclast heresy of that day was yet another round fought against Gnosticism or at least the influence of certain Gnostic concepts. Bottom-line, it was an attempt by Satan himself to exclusively own the visual means of human communication and to permanently block the communication of the Gospel and depiction of the sacred via visual means. Amazing trick if he could have pulled it off! And in a web of diabolical genius the iconoclast heresy was couched in language that seemed to protect the Gospel and Christian worship from “pagan influence” and a huge portion of The Church was fooled by this deceit. Using Icons as symbols of Holiness and Sanctity in the communication of the Gospel and the work of the worship of God is what the Seventh Council affirmed. Knowing now what a powerful influence “visual media” is, can you imagine it as the sole property of Satan? Yet this would have been the result of the heresy. But that larger picture and debate aside, might an Icon become an Idol? This question is a companion question to: Can religion become a sickness? And of course the answer to both is, in the hands of the deceiver, in the hands of the magician, yes it certainly can. There is no more enthusiastic teacher of “all things God” than Satan himself, cunningly choking off the “revelation of the real” substituting the false creatively.

Any iconoclast Protestant fundamentalist were they to look upon a true relic of the Cross of Christ would intrinsically know that it was something very special, though it were mere wood. Instinctively they would wish to protect it, not to harm it, not to be the person that lost it to history, certainly not the person to destroy it. Were we Orthodox to venerate a sliver of wood, purported to be a scrap of the True Cross of Christ, a sliver of wood sold to the unsuspecting in times past by a charlatan, no more a part of the true cross than a splinter of wood from my desk, would that be an idolatrous act? No, for the sliver of wood has become a true symbol, a true Icon of the true cross, a material connection via “symbol” to something especially sacred and grace filled. However, were we to expect that sliver of wood to turn crimson, or radiate especial light, or put on some other “show for us” and were some magician through his trickery to create this illusion for us, THEN it would be idolatry.

The writer of the Letter to the Hebrews starts the Eleventh Chapter with this profound
statement:
Heb 11:1 Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen. For by it the elders obtained witness. By faith we understand that time itself was framed by a command of God, so that the things which are seen were not made of things which are visible.
And after a chapter recalling a few of the great “faithful ones” and their acts of faith he continues the Twelfth Chapter saying:
Heb 12:1 So therefore we also, since we are surrounded
by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us lay aside every impediment, and the sin which so easily ensnares us, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, looking unto Jesus, the Author and Perfecter of our faith . . .
The “cloud of witnesses” has grown exponentially in the last two thousand years. When we venerate an Iconographic Symbol of a “Witness”, we literally greet that saint by means of the symbol of the Icon and acknowledge that person’s presence with us in the wonder of their sanctification. The Icon physically presents this “witness” to our eyes and to our touch, a means of communing with that person, in the Eternal Moment of their Blessedness. Icons also depict pivotal events, events set in both “time” and “the eternal moment” having an “eternal effect” upon time. When we venerate those Icons, we connect to those pivotal events, in the Eternal Moment of their Blessedness. It is not the wood and pigment of the Icon that is the object of our veneration, but the literal communion with the sanctity it represents. When we cease to celebrate the wonder of the sanctification of the person, or the eternity of the event and instead seek the ‘thrill of a sign’ we’ve turned the sacred symbol into magic object. At this point, in the hands of a magician, the object itself has become profane. Who can deny that it has become an anti-christian object, holding an image of the good in cynical profanity and falsehood? A symbol of Good pointing in a wrong direction. Again, such an illusion comes from a person who is “full of all guile and of all deceit, a child of the devil, an enemy of all justice, who ceases not to pervert the right ways of the Lord.”
No one would doubt that devotion to the “words” of Saint Paul or Saint Peter having been twisted into heresy constitutes something less than sacred worship. That participation in such heresy is indeed a sickness harming both the person having twisted the True Gospel as well as the person accepting the gospel-substitute. I posit that it is no less a sickness when the perfect symbols of the faith are twisted into magic object. How did Saint Peter say it addressing Bar-Jesu? “When will you stop perverting the Right Ways of the Lord?”

When does the sacred become the profane? When the keeping of the “symbol” for instance, the calendar year of Orthodoxy becomes an object unto itself, capable of overpowering the message it is meant to convey. When the old calendar and the new calendar become competing object unto themselves, a tool of war, a hateful means of division. When figuring the cycles of the moon and the correct date of Easter becomes an object unto itself and cause of hateful division. When the Rudder (Canonical “law”) becomes an object unto itself and as a dead-letter-legal-document is used as a hateful means of division and condemnation. When the beautiful symbol of unity in the world; the Canonical status of True Bishops, (true Pastors of Christ Church) is destroyed for the collection of power and wealth and the Church itself turns cannibalistic, devouring and destroying smaller, weaker jurisdictions in the name of “unity.” Do not think that because The Church has managed to this date to hold a wonderful and complete “symbol” of the Gospel and the Apostolic Tradition, that forces are NOT at work in her to “pervert” every True and Good thing, to by cunning and creative means tear her apart. Like those blind to the eternal significance of Icons, with “good motive” tried to deprive the Church of all visual symbols, to protect her against idolatry!

Chasing after illusions and delusions is the very definition of “The Vanity of Idols.” When the idol is grasped the devotee says, “Look here at the power of my object”, a profane boast of pagans. This can be true of the Church itself, when one says, “look here at the ‘institution of the Church’ and the power it possesses.” This can be true of the Church itself or any aspect of her when “something – anything” is substituted for the Faith, which is imbued with the Holy Spirit of Christ. For the “institution” of the Church is mere Icon of the True Body of Christ, reflects that Body in part and imperfectly in its worldly presence. Its “institutional worldly” actions are flawed, weighted as it is with imperfect humanity. And just as each Believer acts imperfectly, impeded by sin, yet is tied by Grace to Divine Perfection, so too the worldly church acts imperfectly, impeded by the sinful men who inhabit her, yet is tied by Grace to Divine Perfection. At the beginning I mentioned SCOBA, the Standing Council of Orthodox Bishops in America. With the same understanding just stated, SCOBA has become an Idol, so too jurisdictions participating in her are clouding their own “iconographic” nature. SCOBA itself is a false assembly, making false claims of “especial” Canonical status. By implication denying the “Iconographic” nature of the smaller and weaker jurisdiction she wishes to co-opt or destroy. The same situation exist with those who believe that “recognition” by the Ecumenical Patriarch – the new “Pope” of Orthodoxy is required for genuine canonical status. Again, an Idol offered in place of an Icon.

I want to leave you with food for thought as to how we are to live this Christian life. Are we called to live a systematized, prescribed “religious” life, or are we called to live a creative life engaged in the work of everyday, never set apart in the worldly physical sense, but powerful in influence being set apart in a spiritual sense? Too many with deep soul sickness, seek to substitute the “culture” of Orthodoxy, the prescribed systematized religious life, for the reality of Christ’s creative presence. And in effect, in so doing turn the Icon to Idol. There is a place for the prescribed systematized religious life – it corresponds to the state of society in this way. Just as a child needs the discipline and blessing of systematized education, but once mature, must exercise that education freely in many disciplines, and only a few are called to turn back and run the schools of systematized education, so too the young in the Lord need the systematized religious life, but when mature must exercise that spiritual maturity freely, creatively in many disciplines. So too, like in society when maturity fails to arrive, as a last resort grown men are caused to again enter a very systematized life, called prison. So too, like in society, some with the great skills of the warrior are called to enter another form of systematized life, called military service. Monasticism has some of the two latter aspects about it. In each the point is the “discipline to come to maturity.”

A child thinks in such a way that the palmed quarter really does magically appear from behind the ear, the body really is cut in half by the magician’s saw, the girl really does vaporize into thin air inside the magician’s closet.

1Co 13:11 When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I thought as a child, I reasoned as a child; but when I became a man, I put away the things of the child. For now we see through a mirror by reflection, but then face to face. Now I know in part, but then I shall know just as I also am known. And now abide faith, hope, love, these three; but the greatest of these is love.


An early Christian writer, Mathetes, writing around 130AD, to the tutor of Marcus Aurelius, describes himself saying, “I do not speak of things strange to me, nor do I aim at anything inconsistent with right reason; but having been a disciple of the Apostles, I am become a teacher of the Gentiles.” There are lessons for us to learn in his description of “religion” vs living the faith filled life.
He describes the Christian life thusly:

For the Christians are distinguished from other men neither by country, nor language, nor the customs which they observe. For they neither inhabit cities of their own, nor employ a peculiar form of speech, nor lead a life which is marked out by any singularity. The course of conduct which they follow has not been devised by any speculation or deliberation of inquisitive men; nor do they, like some, proclaim themselves the advocates of any merely human doctrines. But, inhabiting Greek as well as barbarian cities, according as the lot of each of them has determined, and following the customs of the natives in respect to clothing, food, and the rest of their ordinary conduct, they display to us their wonderful and confessedly striking17 method of life. They dwell in their own countries, but simply as sojourners. As citizens, they share in all things with others, and yet endure all things as if foreigners. Every foreign land is to them as their native country, and every land of their birth as a land of strangers. They marry, as do all [others]; they beget children; but they do not destroy their offspring.18 They 27 have a common table, but not a common bed.19 They are in the flesh, but they do not live after the flesh. (Comp. 2Co_10:3) They pass their days on earth, but they are citizens of heaven. (Comp. Phi_3:20) They obey the prescribed laws, and at the same time surpass the laws by their lives. They love all men, and are persecuted by all. They are unknown and condemned; they are put to death, and restored to life. (Comp. 2Co_6:9) They are poor, yet make many rich; (Comp. 2Co_6:10) they are in lack of all things, and yet abound in all; they are dishonoured, and yet in their very dishonour are glorified. They are evil spoken of, and yet are justified; they are reviled, and bless; (Comp. 2Co_4:12) they are insulted, and repay the insult with honour; they do good, yet are punished as evil-doers. When punished, they rejoice as if quickened into life; they are assailed by the Jews as foreigners, and are persecuted by the Greeks; yet those who hate them are unable to assign any reason for their hatred.

He described the religious life of the Jews thusly:

But as to their scrupulosity concerning meats, and their superstition as respects the Sabbaths, and their boasting about circumcision, and their fancies about fasting and the new moons, which are utterly ridiculous and unworthy of notice, — I do not12 think that you require to learn anything from me. For, to accept some of those things which have been formed by God for the use of men as properly formed, and to reject others as useless and redundant, — how can this be lawful? And to speak falsely of God, as if He forbade us to do what is good on the Sabbath-days, — how is not this impious? And to glory in the circumcision13 of the flesh as a proof of election, and as if, on account of it, they were specially beloved by God, — how is it not a subject of ridicule? And as to their observing months and days, (Comp. Gal_4:10) as if waiting upon14 the stars and the moon, and their distributing,15 according to their own tendencies, the appointments of God, and the vicissitudes of the seasons, some for festivities,16 and others for mourning, — who would deem this a part of divine worship, and not much rather a manifestation of folly? I suppose, then, you are sufficiently convinced that the Christians properly abstain from the vanity and error common [to both Jews and Gentiles], and from the busy-body spirit and vain boasting of the Jews; but you must not hope to learn the mystery of their peculiar mode of worshipping God from any mortal.
How then is he supposed to learn it? The answer was then, as it is today, by experience of it, by experience of Life, Communion, and Relationship with Christ, which is the True Life of Christ’s Church.
The Relation of Christians to the World.
To sum up all in one word — what the soul is in the body, that are Christians in the world. The soul is dispersed through all the members of the body, and Christians are scattered through all the cities of the world. The soul dwells in the body, yet is not of the body; and Christians dwell in the world, yet are not of the world. (Joh_17:11, Joh_17:14, Joh_17:16) The invisible soul is guarded by the visible body, and Christians are known indeed to be in the world, but their godliness remains invisible. The flesh hates the soul, and wars against it, (Comp. 1Pe_2:11) though itself suffering no injury, because it is prevented from enjoying pleasures; the world also hates the Christians, though in nowise injured, because they abjure pleasures. The soul loves the flesh that hates it, and [loves also] the members; Christians likewise love those that hate them. The soul is imprisoned in the body, yet preserves20 that very body; and Christians are confined in the world as in a prison, and yet they are the preservers20 of the world. The immortal soul dwells in a mortal tabernacle; and Christians dwell as sojourners in corruptible [bodies], looking for an incorruptible dwelling21 in the heavens. The soul, when but ill-provided with food and drink, becomes better; in like manner, the Christians, though subjected day by day to punishment, increase the more in number.22 God has assigned them this illustrious position, which it were unlawful for them to forsake.

Are Christians precluded from systematize worship, from Seasonal Liturgies, prayers and songs? Certainly not, but in every instance, the Iconographic nature of these things must be grasped and they are NEVER to become the focus and object unto themselves.

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1 Deism
      The belief that God exists but is not involved in the world. It maintains that God created all things and set the universe in motion and is no longer involved in its operation. (Compare to Atheism, Agnosticism, and Theism.)
2 Dualism
     In theology, the concept that the world is controlled maybe even created by opposing forces, i.e., good and bad, God and Satan. In Philosophy the idea that the world consists of two main components: thought and matter. In Christian Dualism that there is a huge opposition between what is Spirit and what is matter.

3 Gnosticism
     A theological view prevalent around the time of Christ. Generally speaking, Gnosticism taught that salvation is achieved through special knowledge (gnosis). This knowledge usually dealt with the individual's relationship to the transcendent Being. It denies the incarnation of God as the Son. In so doing, it denies the true efficacy of the atonement since, if Jesus is not God, He could not atone for all of humanity and we would still be lost in our sins. Gnostics believed creation was “an attack on God” so matter had no meaning, only the “spiritual” had value, an even greater chasm between God and Matter. This is of course the very opposite of what Saint Paul taught.

4 ἰάομαι
iaomai – which literally means, “to become cured” - by his stripes we have the power to become cured!