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Name: Emily
Country: United States
State: Maine
Metro: Portland
Interests: Eastern Orthodoxy, church history, biology, travel, sci-fi, my cats, music, literature, photography, writing, the environment, and candlelight dinners followed by long walks on the beach...
Occupation: student
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Member Since:
7/25/2004
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x-posted from blogger:
First, let me set this up: I've been praying for God's guidance in my
"journey" to Orthodoxy. I don't feel like there's anything that is
holding me back, and yet, I have my doubts. What can I say, I'm human.
For
the past few days, I've had the Liturgy playing in my head. I find
myself singing along with bits and pieces of it throughout the day.
This morning, the matter of conversion was weighing especially heavy on
my heart, and I asked God to clarify things for me. Just a little bit,
a little light on the process, that's all I need.
Tonight I
arrived at church for Discovering Orthodoxy class, and was informed
that because the other people were not able to make it (for various
reasons), Christine and I would have our own private class tonight.
Sounds good...
Christine got there a few minutes later, and just
as we sat down, Fr. Constantine got right to the point, first asking
how we were feeling about things, and then the big question:
"Are you ready to become Orthodox?"
And there was no longer any doubt. "Yes, absolutely."
Fr.
said that he thought Holy Saturday would be a good time for us to be
chrismated and receive communion. At that point we both burst into
smiles - what else would we do? It's so exciting!
That gives us
a little over two months to do things like find godparents and such;
classes are continued even after chrismation, for as long as we'd like
to go to them.
There aren't words to adequately describe how I feel about the whole thing - excited, elated, jubilant. I'm beaming.
thank you, God. thank you, God. thank you, God.
Lord Jesus Christ, Son of God, have mercy on me, a sinner.
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| If you read this, please post a comment with a completely fictional memory of you and me. It can be anything you want -- good or
bad -- but it has to be fake.
When you're finished, you can post this little
paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what
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| However I see another problem within Protestantism which is even more dangerous, imo, than the rational approach to God. It's the emotionalism and complete reliance on experience. Theophostics and Grace Adventure are two prime examples of this. The attempt is to get what you know in your head to make a difference in your heart. The goal is praiseworthy. The means are questionable. You simply can not fabricate the work of the Spirit yet that is what is done all the time.
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