I arrived at Saint Catherine’s Monastery on February 23, 1996. The almond trees were in bloom. Each February, when they bloom, it is a sign that I have been here yet another year.
The universal glory born of men, who hath given birth unto the Master, the heavenly gate; let us praise Mary the Virgin, the song of the bodiless hosts, and the adornment of the faithful. For she was shown to be a Heaven and a temple of the Godhead; destroying the wall of enmity, she ushered in peace and opened the Kingdom. Possessing, therefore, this anchor of faith, we have as champion the Lord Who was born of her. Take courage, therefore, take courage, O ye people of God; for He shall fight thine enemies, since He is the Almighty One.
A four o’clock in the morning, the sky outside is still completely dark. Looking up from the right chanting stand at the beginning of Mesonyktikon, the seventeenth century cross on top of the iconostasion extends almost to the ceiling beams. Two icons to either side depict the Most Holy Theotokos, and the Apostle and Evangelist John, standing at the cross. These are lit by icon lamps. On Sundays, we also light the four red icon lamps to either side of the central candelabra. The candles are lit when we chant the Doxology.
On the feast of Holy Theophany, for the Great Blessing of the Waters, we use a fountain dating from 1783. Water streams from a container above through the beak of a silver dove mounted at the top, from which it drips through the mouths of doves set at the rims of three lower basins, one after the other, until it reaches the lowest basin. The fountain is adorned with palm branches, olive boughs, and tangerines brought from Wadi Pharan, where temperatures are always warmer. An icon lamp, also supported by a silver dove, is suspended above.
Thou hast appeared today to the world, and thy light, O Lord, is signed upon us that in knowledge hymn thee: Thou hast come, thou hast appeared, thou Light unapproachable.
The first rays of the winter sun shine on the bell tower and minaret. After I took the first photograph, a dove flew up to the highest cross to catch the first warmth of the sunlight.
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