The inlaid floor of the bema at Sinai, made from Proconessian marble and other hardstones, lit by the light of a single candle.
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When high winds on the coast create dust on the horizon, the sun rises lemon yellow. ῍Ω θείας! ὢ φίλης! ὢ γλυκυτάτης σου φωνῆς! μεθ’ ἡμῶν ἀψευδῶς γάρ, ἐπηγγείλω, ἔσεσθαι, μέχρι τερμάτων αἰῶνος Χριστέ· ἣν οἱ πιστοί, ἄγκυραν ἐλπίδος, κατέχοντες ἀγαλλόμεθα. O Thy divine and beloved and most sweet voice; Thou hast truly promised that Thou wouldst be with us unto the end of the world, O Christ; and we faithful rejoice, having this as an anchor of hope. From the Ninth Ode of Paschal Matins While I was at the chapel of the Prophet Elijah, a cat came by. A little bird on the roof of the chapel sounded the alarm for all the other birds that the cat was here. After basking in the warm sand for a while, the cat left to continue its patrol of the area. Perhaps today it would find a dove with it guard down for just a moment. How wonderful that would be. |
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