Yesterday was the Feast Day of the Falling Asleep of the Most Holy Theotokos. At the Divine Liturgy, as I was preparing the Gifts, words from the Proskomedia that I routinely say struck me as if hearing them for the first time. Covering the diskos, chalice and then both with the large cover the priest says, among other things: “Cover us with the shelter of Thy wings….Give peace to our lives…”. Words I say every Sunday, every Feast Day, every liturgy I serve but they caught my eye yesterday. Sometimes we can make our lives more complicated than they need to be. Our thoughts are filled with the drama of our lives. We worry, we have anxiety, we dwell on things. All the while right before our eyes is the liturgy, our prayer to God that He “give peace to our lives.”
Archimandrite Sophrony wrote about the Mother of God: “…even with God’s love sorrows continue, the greater the love the greater the sorrow. … When she stood by the Cross her grief was as boundless as the ocean, and her soul knew pain incomparably deeper than Adam’s suffering when he was driven from paradise, for the reason that the measure of her love was beyond compare greater than the love with which Adam loved when he was in Paradise….We cannot understand such things, since there is little love in us for God and man.”
May God give peace to our lives.