Translation of the relics of the Holy Wonderworking Unmercenaries and Martyrs Cyrus and John (412). Sts. Sergius and Herman, founders and abbots of Valaam (14th c.).
St. Xenophon, founder of Robeika Monastery (Novgorod) (1262). St. Paul the Physician, of Corinth (7th c.). St. Heliodorus, schema-archimandrite of Glinsk Hermitage (1879).
Icon of the Most Holy Theotokos “Of the Three Hands” of Hilandar, Mt. Athos (8th c.).
St. Senuphius the Standard-bearer, of Egypt (late 4th c.). St. Austell of Cornwall (6th c.). St. Sergius the Magistrate, of Paphlagonia, founder of the Nikitiatus Monastery in Nicomedia (866).
Repose of Archimandrite Sophrony (Sakharov) of Essex (1993) and Archimandrite Methodius (Popovich) of Jerusalem (1997).
Monday. [Rom. 9:18-33; Matt. 11:2-15]
The Kingdom of Heaven suffereth
violence, and the violent take it by force. The
kingdom suffereth violence—that is, it is attained
with violence, with labour, force, and difficult spiritual
struggles; therefore only those who lead a labor-filled
ascetic life attain it. This is how comfort of every sort
is renounced along the path to the kingdom. Pleasures of
all types distance us from the kingdom; but these days we
have concern only for pleasures, sometimes emotional, but
more often fleshly: to eat, drink, have fun, make merry
and luxuriate in everything. We have said to the kingdom,
“I beg you to excuse me,” though there is a
feast in the kingdom—a royal feast, one so sumptuous
that we could not even conceive of it, because we do not
have the taste for it. What there is considered sweet, to
us is bitter; what there is pleasant, for us is repulsive,
what there gladdens, for us is a burden—we have gone
totally separate ways. And the kingdom, together with the
violent who take it by force, withdraws from us. We are
glad, even ready to drive them away more quickly, indeed
we already have started talking about it; but the evil one
does not manage to arrange this.
Tuesday. [Rom. 10:11-11:2; Matt. 11:16-20]
The Lord says that we, not heading the
Gospels, are like those to whom merry songs are sung, but
they do not dance; sad songs are sung, and they do not
cry. You cannot do anything with them. We are promised the
heavenly Kingdom, most bright and joyous, but we are
unmoved, as if they were not speaking to us. We are
threatened with impartial judgment and unending torments,
but we are not alarmed; it is as if we do not hear.
Downtrodden, we have lost all feeling of true
self-preservation. We move as ones being led directly to
destruction, and haven’t a care for our destiny. We
have lost heart, given ourselves over to
carelessness—what will be, will be! Look at our
state! Isn’t this why suicides are so frequent? It
is the fruit of modern teachings and views on man and his
[in]significance! There is progress for you! There is
enlightenment! It would be better to be totally ignorant,
but save your soul with fear of God, than, having attained
the title of an enlightened person, to perish unto the
ages, never thinking your entire life about what will
happen after death. Not a single jot shall pass from the
word of God, which describes both the heavenly kingdom and
hell—all will be as it is written. Take this to
heart, everyone, as something which touches you
personally; and take care for yourself, with all your
strength, and as long as time remains.