St. Procopius the Confessor, of Decapolis (ca. 750).
St. Thalelaeus, hermit, of Gabala in Syria (460). St. Titus, hieromonk of the Kiev Caves (после 1196). St. Titus the Soldier, monk of the Kiev Caves (14th c.). St. Pitirim, bishop of Tambov (1698).
Martyrs Julian and his disciple Chroniun, at Alexandria (250-252). Martyr Gelasius the Actor, of Heliopolis (297). St. Macarius, bishop of Jerusalem (334). Sts. Asclepius and James of Nimouza, monks, near Cyrrhus (5th c.). St. Stephen, monk, of Constantinople (614). New Martyr Elias of Trebizond (1749). St. Timothy of Caesarea, monk (Gr. Cal).
Repose of Archimandrite Photius of the Yuriev Monastery (Novgorod) (1838), Monk Anthony (1848) and Hieromonk Justinian (1966), both of Valaam, and Archimandrite Alypy (Voronov) of the Pskov Caves Monastery (1975).
Thursday.
In the multitude of words there
wanteth not sin (Prov. 10:19).[1]
Christians who are attentive toward themselves call all
the senses the windows of the soul; if these windows
are opened, all the inner warmth will leave. But the
most spacious doorway that releases this warmth
copiously is a tongue given freedom to speak as much
and whatever it wants. A multitude of words causes the
same degree of harm to attentiveness and inner harmony
as is inflicted by all of the senses in total, for
words stimulate all the senses, and force a soul not
seeing to see, not hearing to hear, not touching to
touch. What on the inside is daydreaming is on the
outside a multitude of words; but the latter is more
ruinous, for it is real and therefore makes a deeper
impression. Furthermore, it is closely connected with
self-opinion, impudence, and
self-wilfulness—those destroyers of inner harmony
which are like a tempest, leaving lack of feeling and
blindness in their wake. After all this, how can one
escape sin in the presence of a multitude of
words?!
[1]The
Slavonic for Prov. 10:19 reads: In the multitude of
words sin cannot be avoided.