The echoes of that encounter continued for years, playing an abiding role in my life, culminating in my reception into the Orthodox Church in 1998. It was a window into a world that sank deep into my heart. It was given to me by an Anglican monk back in 1976 when I was making a retreat at a monastery. Seraphim of Sarov through Valentine Zander’s small biography of him. Only by attending to the heart will we attend to the truth of ourselves and find union with God. It is the simple understanding that who and what we are (as well as what we do) flow from the abundance of the heart. Seraphim under the heading, “Words for the heart.” They sound a theme that was, and has remained, within my mind for these last 16 years. The next day, I published these words from St. That first day, I posted three short articles, one of which had as its theme, “This Blog Doesn’t Matter.” That remains true (I’ve reprinted that article a number of times over the years). It came out of some writing I had posted on a friend’s blog, and at his suggestion. On October 19, 2006, I launched this blog. This will raise you above the deadly arrows of slander, insult, and outrageĪnd will shield your glowing hearts against all evil.
Instead of condemning others, strive to reach inner peace. Joy, radiant joy, streams from the face of him who gives and kindles joy in the heart of him who receives.Īll condemnation is from the devil. Shun even to appear harsh in your treatment of each other.
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