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Church
School - Home School
Lesson #2
Many of
the lesson ideas in the weeks to come will be taken from Anthony
Coniaris’ book “Making God Real in the Orthodox Christian
Home.”
This
week’s theme is “Time for Commitment.”
“I
could not drift along as I had been doing.
Either Christ was God, and Savior, and Lord, or he wasn’t.
If he was then he had to have all my time, all my devotion, all
my life.”
C.
S. Lewis, Author of the Chronicles of Narnia.
1.
On the way home from church today, read over or color, and then
discuss, the page on the gospel lesson for today.
2.
The Presentation of Jesus in the Temple is celebrated on February
2. This week, read the
account of this event from Luke 2:22-40 in your Orthodox Study Bible or
other suitable Bible.
3.
When we were baptized, others brought us to Christ, others
confessed the Nicene Creed for us, others made the profession of faith
for us. Since we cannot
enter the kingdom of heaven on another’s faith, the anniversary of
Christ’s dedication to God is a good time to make our own commitment
to faith. Read and discuss
the article “I am a Christian” with your children, adjusting for
their age as needed.
4.
After reading the article, ask your child: Have you ever thought
why you are an Orthodox Christian?
Encourage them to share their views.
(For help answering this, try pages 784 - 792 in the Orthodox
Study Bible.)
5.
Help your kids memorize the Creed if they haven’t yet. Try reciting the Creed, out loud, once each day this week,
with your children. (5 or 6 year olds will probably be the first to
memorize it.)
6.
At the end of the week, kneel at your icon corner with each child
and celebrate again the first part of the Sacrament of Baptism:
(Parent to child)
1.
Do you renounce the devil and all of his works?
2.
Do you accept Christ as your Lord and Savior?
3.
Do you commit your life to Him as Lord?
4.
Make a confession of faith by reciting the Creed.
5.
Offer a short personal prayer of commitment and thanksgiving.
GOD
Be With You!
I
Am A Christian
by Genevieve Holland
I am a
Christian.
All of us say
these words, all of us call ourselves by the name of our Lord, but are
we worthy of the name? What have we done, what feats of virtue
have we accomplished, to merit calling ourselves Christians? Where is
our faith, that faith which is the hallmark of a true Christian? In what
way have we emulated the true Christians of old, Christians in deed as
well as in word, whose Christianity was everything to them?
When the
Christians of old, enduring martyrdom for their confession of the Faith,
were asked their names by the torturers, they answered, "I am
a Christian." When asked if they were slave or free, they replied,
"I am a Christian. I am a slave of Christ." When asked of
their families and parentage, they said, "I am a Christian. God is
my Father; the Church, my Mother; the saints, my brothers and
sisters." When asked by their puzzled torturers how they could
reject life and honor for death and dishonor, they explained, "We
are Christians. Our sole desire is to die for Christ that we may reign
eternally with Him."
The
Christians of old, the saints, performed exalted feats of virtue and
endurance for the sake of and through the power of Christ's name. What have
I done? What have I done to merit calling myself a Christian? What
struggles and battles have I to show my sincerity?
The saints
welcomed torture and death for making the sign of the Cross; I hesitate
to thank God for my meal in public.
They endured
hunger and thirst for the Gospel's sake; I complain about fasting for a
month.
They gave
away the last of their sustenance for the sake of the One Whose Name
they bore; I am reluctant to surrender even one penny.
A true
Christian has faith enough to move mountains; my faith is weak, smaller
than a mustard seed.
A Christian
truly loves his neighbor and serves him, even at cost to himself; I
scorn my neighbor, living only for myself.
A Christian
gladly obeys our Lord's command to pray unceasingly; I struggle to say
morning and evening prayers.
A Christian
yearns with all his heart to spend every moment worshipping his Creator;
I begrudge every moment not spent satisfying my own desires.
And I call
myself a Christian.
The Fathers
teach that it is not our success in the Christian life, but our effort
which God sees and values; that it doesn't matter so much that we fall,
but that we get up, repent, and try again, each time we stumble. It is
the trying again; the repeated effort and struggle; the faith which
makes a man continue to fight and not despair; the trust in God's mercy;
the hope of eternal life, that make a Christian. I call myself a
Christian, but do I fulfill these requirements? Do I have efforts and
struggles to show? Or do I fall and stay down, wallowing in filth and
despair, not even aware of my depravity?
Millions of
faithful have died for the name of Christ, the name which I so
carelessly dishonor, and their blood adorns the title of Christian with more
nobility and beauty than the richest gems or the most prestigious
medals. The title of Christian is honor enough to lift the head of the
most wretched beggar, and shame enough, if the inherent vow of
Christ-likeness is unfulfilled, to bow the head of the most powerful
king.
So, at the
same time as I raise my head because of the dignity of the name of
Christian, I prostrate myself to the earth in shame because of my unworthiness.
And yet - all
of us are unworthy. The greatest of the saints was not truly worthy to
bear Christ's name. "Be ye perfect," we are told, and not one
man ever born, save Christ Jesus Himself, the God-man, has completely
fulfilled this commandment.
Yet, I am a
Christian. I am a Christian, not through any virtue or merit of my own,
but through God's infinite love, grace, and mercy, and His acceptance
of my struggles, poor as they are. Because of His care for me, I may
truthfully and proudly and humbly cry:
I am a
Christian!
I Cor 15:9
For I am the least of the apostles, that am not meet to be called an
apostle, because I persecuted the church of God. {10}
But by the
grace of God I am what I am: and his grace which was bestowed upon me
was not in vain; but I labored more abundantly than
they all: yet not I, but the grace of God which was with me.
contributed
by
Joyce L. Swiokla. St. Michael's Orthodox Church, PA
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