Message from Fr Gary November 2016

What are Sundays For?


Recently I came across an advertisement that said, “Sundays are for the LA Times.” In the ad, various people, representing every demographic, wonder their kitchen with a mug of coffee, proclaiming, “Sundays are for the LA Times.” Their statement implies, “We have worked hard all week long, it is time to curl up in a ball and spend the day reading the newspaper.” Another commercial shows a young man taking a load of his clothes down to the laundry room. As he opens the washing machine it is packed with dried concrete. Confused the young man turns around, and with the rift of a bass note, a bowling ball glares at him. Fade to black and we see, “Sundays are for bowling.” This ad, just like the LA Times commercial, implies, “Stay home and watch bowling.” So, according to leading Advertising Executives, “Sundays are for staying home and resting.”

 

They’re right. Stay home and rest. That is exactly what Sunday is for, being home and resting. Certainly, this truly depends on your definition of “home” and “rest.” Isaiah 44 warns, “17 From the rest he makes a god, his idol; he bows down to it and worships.

 

He prays "Save me; you are my god." 18 They know nothing, they understand nothing; their eyes are plastered over so they cannot see, and their minds closed so they cannot understand.”

 

We should redefine rest and must plan our time wisely. I was once told that Sunday is the only day of the week that laundry can be done. “Father, my week is so hectic that I just can’t be in Church on Sunday. I need the morning to rest and the day to complete tasks.” This interpretation of the Church, trivializes our worship and the Divine Liturgy. To our children it conveys a message that Church is trivial and insignificant.

 

Our faith in God serves as a source of energy and vitality. It must be anchored in our Church. We read in the 59th Psalm, “O my Strength, I sing praise to you; you, O God, are my fortress, my loving God.” Recall the comic book, “The Green Lantern.” This superhero has a Power Battery that is used to recharge the ring every twenty four hours. Certainly, we need recharging too. The Divine Liturgy is exactly that, a source of power and solitude. An opportunity to reconnect and refresh ourselves in Christ.

 

The Church, in Her infinite wisdom, declares that the Divine Liturgy’s central focus is the reception of Holy Communion. This “Comeunion” nourishes and strengthens us through the remission of sins and the promise of everlasting life. This is the reason why the Church prescribes Divine Liturgy be celebrated at least once a week.

 

Don’t allow simple tasks and errands keep you from participating in the Divine Liturgy. Do not allow the season to dictate how you spend your time renewing yourself in Christ. Sanctify the hours of 9:00 am – 12:00 noon every Sunday as your time with God and fellow Orthodox Christians.

 

Our Parish celebrates Divine Liturgy weekly, on Sunday mornings, beginning with Orthros at 9AM and Divine Liturgy at 10AM. That allows plenty of time for other fun activities! One day soon, maybe a different advertisement will be seen on TV. Imagine, a family walking into St. Demetrios Church, the door being held open by a helpful young adult who kindly greets them. They light their candles, do their cross and as they prepare to enter the Church they turn to the camera and say, “Sundays are for Church.”

 

See you on Sunday.

In Christ’s Service,

Fr. Gary Kyriacou

Fr Gary

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Message from Fr Gary

Fr Gary

More than a Fan


I know you won’t believe me, but I really didn’t want to go to the Dodger game. When I was up visiting my brother in Seattle he had tickets to the Seattle Mariners vs. the visiting Los Angeles Dodgers. Peter bought the tickets at the beginning of the season and was not anticipating his illness when he made the purchase. As he was working through his physical therapy he looked at me and said, “you gotta go. It’s meant to be. Take Fr. Photios and have fun.” How could I have fun I thought? I was troubled by his ailment. Finally, after lots of persuading from my mom, and then confirmation by my dad, I considered leaving the hospital for the game. In a call with Christie she agreed that it would provide a good distraction for what we were all experiencing. Fr. Photios picked me up and we went to the game.


I was amazed as we approached the ballpark. It was a festive atmosphere and felt as if we were part of a parade. Hordes of people marching toward the stadium for what was the city’s major event that evening. Vendors selling peanuts and hot dogs in the streets. Kids walking with balloons and cotton candy in hand. There was even a guy dressed as Mr. Incredible giving people rides in a carriage he pulled with his bicycle. There was something very odd about this crowd though. Most of the people sauntering this parade were Dodger fans.


Dodger blue reigned. They were waving Dodger flags, chanting, “Let’s Go Dodgers,” and wearing jerseys of their favorite players. Fr. Photios, wearing a Seattle Mariners jersey, accidentally bumped into massive guy wearing Dodger gear. As Father apologized the guy said...


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