Hieromartyrs Dionysius the Areopagite (96), bishop of Athens, the priest Rusticus, and the deacon Eleutherius (96).
St. John the Chozebite, bishop of Caesarea in Palestine (532). Blessed Hesychius the Silent, of Mt. Horeb (6th c.). St. Dionysius, recluse of the Kiev Caves (15th c.). Uncovering of the relics of St. Joseph, elder, of Optina Monastery (1988).
New Hiero-confessor Agathangelus (Preobrazhensky), metropolitan of Yaroslavl (1928).
St. Jerome of Aegina (1966). Hieromartyrs Dionysius, bishop of Alexandria, and the deacons Gaius and Faustus (ca. 265).
Repose of Blessed Olga, fool-for-Christ, of Bogdanoya Bari and St. Petersburg (1960).
Nineteenth Sunday After Pentecost. [II Cor. 11:31-12:9;
Luke 6:31-36]
The fundamental, original commandment
is: love! It is a small word, but it expresses an
all-encompassing thing. It is easy to say: you must love,
but it is not easy to attain love to the necessary degree.
It is also not exactly clear how to attain it; this is why
the Saviour surrounds this commandment with other
explanatory rules: love as thyself; and as ye would
that men should do to you, do ye also to them
likewise. Here is shown a degree of love that one can
call boundless; for is there any limit to one’s love
for oneself? And is there any good which one would not
want for himself from others? Meanwhile, however, the
instructions are not impossible to fulfil. The matter
depends upon having perfect compassion toward others, to
fully transfer their feelings to yourself, to feel the way
they feel. When this occurs, there will be no need to
point out what you must do for others in a given
situation: your heart will show you. You must only take
care to maintain compassion, otherwise egoism will
immediately approach and return you to itself and confine
you in itself. Then you will not lift a finger for
another, and will not look at him, though he might be
dying. When the Lord said: love thy neighbor as
thyself, He meant that our neighbour should be in us,
that is, in our heart, instead of our own selves. If our
“I” remains in there as before, we cannot
expect anything good to come of it.