Responsibilty: the Armenian Church and China

One of the many clergyman that had his impact on my life and my becoming a priest was Archbishop Asoghig Ghazarian. He served in United States in the 1950’s. Later, he became the Primate of the Diocese of Iraq.

I met Bishop Asoghig on the few occasions when he visited America and he’d come over to our house. He was the priest that blessed my parent’s wedding engagement and through the years they had corresponded with him, staying in-touch enough so that when he would come from Iraq we’d have a chance to visit with him at our home. One day back in 1974 we even had the chance to take him to Disneyland. Though I don’t remember him on the Matterhorn, the image of him on the It’s-a-Small-World boat is still in my head.

In 1977 he passed away. His last wish was to die in Armenia. They brought over the ill prelate on a special plane from Bagdad to Yerevan. I was a student at the Seminary of Etchmiadzin that year. I remember that the venerable Catholicos Vazken I was truly heartbroken and saddened by his colleague’s passing. As a young seminarian, I participated in his funeral. Even more, along with two priests at the ancient monastery of Gayane, I prepared his body through a ritual bath provided for the clergy. I mention this here because his body was a bit different from others, and especially other priests.

You see, Bishop Asoghig had served in China. There he was persecuted and tortured. The same hands and forehead that had once absorbed the sacred Holy Miuron, were bound and beaten by communists and thugs. It was his private hell and, though we met on a few occasions, he didn’t share his stories or experiences with us. Back then I was too young to know, but now looking at his pictures, you can see the blank stare of abuse in his eyes.

I bring this up today because the persecution continues today in China. This week, the Newspress Question for us clergy was about the new religious freedom in China and what is says about our faith. (http://inhisshoes.com/In_Theory/China%20Freedom.htm) Imagine that… China and the Armenian Church? What’s the connection? Well, Bishop Asoghig for one. But Bishop Asoghig was and today China’s violation of human rights and support of regimes supporting Genocide viz. Sudan, is.

China is one of Sudan’s largest suppliers of arms, and in return Sudan is China’s largest overseas oil project. Official data shows that China now takes 40% of Sudan’s oil output. China can and must play a role in bringing an end to the genocide in Darfur.Being descendants of genocide survivors ourselves, there is a moral imperative, no less dictated by our faith that we stand in the shoes of others who are going through the sufferings we’ve endured. And our motivation to do so comes from the possibility of, what might have happened had the world disarmed Turkey at the time of the Armenian Genocide (1915)?

With religious freedom in China, I’m hoping that the same Christian mandate that moves us to search and work for peace will lean heavily on the government to end the Darfur genocide. George Bernard Shaw reminds us, “Liberty means responsibility. That is why most men dread it.”

The people who make a difference in our lives, like Bishop Asoghig, are the people who dared to take the responsibility for their lives. They were the ones who cared enough to put it all on the line. As a follower of Armenian Orthodoxy, he was a follower of Christ, taking up the cross no matter where it was planted – in Iraq, China, Armenia or on Calvary. Our responsibility is the same, but the way we can express it is much easier – it means standing up for what is right and being ever-vigilant.

Today, we were very happy and encouraged to learn that US filmmaker Steven Spielberg abandoned his role in the Beijing Olympics, as a host of prominent figures accused China of not doing enough to press its ally Sudan to end devastating violence in Darfur. Read more: http://news.yahoo.com/s/afp/20080213/ts_afp/uschinasudanunrestdarfuroly_080213040036
The turn is really ours. As a Christian Church, as the Armenian Church – as the one Church which traces its roots to Jesus Christ himself, do we have any other choice but to rise to the occasion and take this responsibility? We need to walk the walk of Christ, and certainly at this point, talk the talk of Christ. In other words, the Armenian Church is definitely concerned about China, as it should be about everything else in the world. Armenian Orthodoxy is our belief system. Christ cared and his Body follows the directions of its Head.

Take two Nareg and call me in the morning

At our first Husgoom* service on Wednesday evening, when we prayed the prayer of St. Gregory of Nareg (Naregatzi), between the priests, deacons and people we had a nice rhythm going. (There are few occasions when this happens naturally. Most recognizably during the “kohootiun” portion of the Badarak – when a percussion section with high-hat and tom-toms would fit perfectly.)

The words of Naregatzi are intense, to say the least. The words are simple, yet complex. They seem like compound words but lack bridges. They delicately express some of the most basic emotions of the the human soul. His words come from the spirit and speak to the soul.

This week as we were singing, I got caught up in the tempo and beat. It was hypnotic and at the same time made me pay attention to the detail. I saw the punctuation marks and how they split the flow of the words. And then it hit me that those punctuations are so critical to the understanding of St. Nareg’s prayer and lament.

Like most of the liturgies of our Armenian Church, there is a tendency to “perform” rather than experience the prayers and song. That is, we understand the services as part of a prescription for our spiritual well-being – take a two Naregs, one Shnorhali, top it off with a Badarak once a week and call me in the morning. In the event of difficulty breathing, extinguish incense and use flavored candles instead.

Our work toward defining “Armenian Orthodoxy” is exactly the opposite. The words are not there to be taken (swallowed) but to challenge and motivate us to be one with Christ. Each word of Naregatzi stands as a koan waiting to be explored. Each word can become a key to your heart. Each word can be a door to the Kingdom.

Naregatzi – as well as all of our services and prayers – are not meant to be ingredients in a prescription, nor should they be part of formulas that solve spiritual dilemmas. They are the means for us to take the responsibility of our human condition and find peace.

Below, I’ve placed the prayer of St. Nareg that we sang during Husgoom. Read it through. Then, cut and paste it in a word-processor and split it up at each of the commas or semi-colons. If you have a bulleting function on your word-processor, bullet each of these. You will find small meditations that will perhaps haunt or perhaps calm you. Read one bullet and let it take hold of your thoughts and your soul. This is easier said than done, but don’t try to “solve” a word, rather, let it guide your prayer life.

For instance, one of the verses is, “abolish my pleasures of a deceiver, O ever victorious.” Don’t follow the natural tendency to ask “How am I a deceiver? What do I need abolished? How is God victorious?” etc. Because we already know those things! Think about it, you wouldn’t be in a “Lenten Journey” if you didn’t already realize that you had some issues to work out and the solution to those problems are from a source greater than you!” Instead, take this one sentence and let it soak in your heart as you pray, as you worship, as you live, as you love. Let it be a part of your life, so that when you pay for gas at the gas station or when you are stirring the soup (thinking of somethings mundane), the words “abolish my pleasures of a deceiver, O ever victorious” don’t stand out as words, but are nestled inside of you. Don’t rush anything to “Look for an answer.” Instead, pray with this one line in your heart for a week or two. You’ll find that the words begin to have more of an impact on the things you do, your relationships, your movements, your life. Then move on to the next line – to the next bullet.

This is the way of Armenian Orthodoxy. You’ll find the prayer will stimulate you to move toward God.

Prayer of St. Gregory of Nareg
Receive with tenderness, O might Lord God, the supplications of mine embittered self!
Approach me with compassion, I who am in deep disgrace; dissipate my sadness filled with shame, O thou most generous with gifts; remove mine unbearable burden, O merciful one; sever mine unbearable burden, O merciful one; sever my mortal habits from me, O thou inventor; abolish my pleasures of a deceiver, O ever victorious; disperse my demoniacal mist, O lofty one; arrest my course of perdition, O redeemer; destroy the evil devices of the captor, O thou seer of the concealed; scatter the assaults of the warrior, O inscrutable one!

Inscribe thy name with the sign of the cross upon the skylight of mine abode; encompass with thine hand the roof of my temple; mark with thy blood the side posts and the upper door-posts of my cell; imprint thy sign upon the trail of the footsteps of thy supplicants; fortify with thy right hand my couch of repose; free from snares the covering of my bed; protect with thy will my tormented soul; purify the breath of life with which thou endowest my body; surround me with troops of thy celestial army; array them against the battalion of demons.

Grant soothing rest like death unto the slumber in the deep of this night, through the mediatory supplication of the holy Mother and all the elect ones.

Closely envelop the windows of the visual senses of my mind, placing its dauntless against turbulent troubles, worldly anxieties, fantastic dreams, foolish hallucinations, that, through the memory of thy hope, it may remain protected beyond all harm; and that, roused anew with full wakefulness from the profundity of my slumber, standing erect before thee filled with soul renovating joy, I may forward this cry of supplication scented with faith, unto thee in heaven, O most hallowed king of ineffable glories, in unison with the hymns of praise sung by the celestial bands; for thou are glorified by all beings, forever and ever. Amen.

(For St. Nareg’s “Lamentations” check out Prof. Tom Samuelian’s website: http://www.stgregoryofnarek.am/)

* Husgoom = literally means “vigil”. The Armenian Church has seven hours of worship. Two of those hours are the “Peace” and “Rest” hour. At our parish we pray the prayers of these two hours and refer to it as the Lenten Vigil, i.e., “Husgoom.”

Life has no thumb drives

I received an ad from Office Depot just in time for the start of Lent: 40% off USB Flash drives; 2GB or more, it said in the fine print. I looked through the drives and sure enough, the 4GB and 8GB are within price reach. And I suspect, by year’s end we will see standards of 64GB or even 128GB.

What does this mean? Well basically, everything that you’ve been storing on your laptop’s hard drive can now be conveniently placed on an electronic stick and toted on your key chain, around your neck or in your pocket.

I remember when those small (3.5”) floppies were marketed for their size. Before those, my first hard drive – a 5MB Apple drive – was the size of two large Yellow Pages books put together. By today’s standards, it held only the equivalent of two photographs taken on a nice pocket digital camera. But back then, I never imagined I’d fill up that hard drive. But I did. And later, I filled my 20MB drive. Then came the ads for the Zip Drive, “Store more stuff!” and I did. And along the way, with each subsequent generation of technology, I was relieved that my excesses didn’t have to be jettisoned during the migration to a new computer or new hard drive; rather, I could take along and store them safely in folders buried in folders. And I know I’m not alone in my feelings of relief. Google, Yahoo and Microsoft have all developed search utilities just for this purpose: to find those bits and pieces from our past that we refuse to clean up or throw out.

So now today – thank God – we can store more, save more and protect more. We really don’t have to deal with cleaning or clearing up. Wouldn’t life be great if we could do the same with all of our “stuff?” But like the poor fool in Luke 12:13-21* discovered, you only get one chance at life. So you better make sure you prioritize your lists and keep those things that are necessary.

Lent is a proactive experience. You have a chance to clear out your memory and your baggage. It’s a time to really bring life down to the bare essentials. What does it really take to live? You know how the questions go… If you had a fire in your home – what would you take with you? If you were stranded on a desert island, what 10 CD’s would you want there to comfort you? If your hard drive crashed, and you had a chance to recover only 10 files, what would they be? These questions are reactive.

Lent is proactive: before things get bad, slow down, lighten up and live. What are the 10 files that are most important to you? Which relationships move you closer to your humanity? What are the things that you would want to present to God at the final check out? What is necessary to exist? What is necessary to survive? What is necessary to live be happy, i.e., live?

Lent is the time to inventory your inner drive. It’s a time to move some of the bones and garbage to the trash bin. Some files don’t even open up with today’s software, you know? Let’s start with those, at the very least.

Ultimately, you have to do your own inventorying. No one else can do it for you. That’s the way we begin the Lenten journey. What a great time we’ve been given.

* Luke 12:13 And one out of the multitude said unto him, Teacher, bid my brother divide the inheritance with me. 12:14 But he said unto him, Man, who made me a judge or a divider over you? 12:15 And he said unto them, Take heed, and keep yourselves from all covetousness: for a man’s life consisteth not in the abundance of the things which he possesseth. 12:16 And he spake a parable unto them, saying, The ground of a certain rich man brought forth plentifully: 12:17 and he reasoned within himself, saying, What shall I do, because I have not where to bestow my fruits? 12:18 And he said, This will I do: I will pull down my barns, and build greater; and there will I bestow all my grain and my goods. 12:19 And I will say to my soul, Soul, thou hast much goods laid up for many years; take thine ease, eat, drink, be merry. 12:20 But God said unto him, Thou foolish one, this night is thy soul required of thee; and the things which thou hast prepared, whose shall they be? 12:21 So is he that layeth up treasure for himself, and is not rich toward God. Luke 12:13-21 ASV