I have to confess I don’t always look at my calendar. I mean my Orthodox calendar. To be honest, I am always surprised (and delighted) when someone says, “It’s St. Anybody’s day today!” Yay! Here’s to St. Anybody!!!!
It’s not that I don’t care, or that I am not “vigilant” or prayerful. I do as much as I can, when I can, and how I can, the best I can. But it’s awfully odd, how certain Saints creep on me and go “boo!” when I least expect it. Today was one of those days. I couldn’t sleep last night, and I picked up my old copy of “Early Christian Lives”. It was midnight when I started, and around 130 am when I went finally went to zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
Today, everyone is blogging about St. Antony our great Desert Father. Guess who I was just reading about last night???
I suppose he showed up to my house and I was awake, which was good. But I am always “late” on someone’s feast day. I’m always the last one to know about it. I always feel like I’m “late to the party”. But I did start on the bahkhoor I’m making in his honor, today. So he must have whispered in my ear. I cannot say that I was holy enough to hear him. I can only say that the Theotokos or my angel must have nudged me awake early this morning, so that I had time to get the incense started on his day. I’m such a sloth and I can only say that they “cover” for me. Thank you Lord, for your mercy, and for merciful friends!
Abba Antony, you know that I mean no harm — I’m sorry I forgot…but please accept my incense and bless it with your mighty prayers to God!