Every time I stand at the altar in our
little church of St. Herman’s in Langley, B.C., I stand in the long shadows of
Byzantium. That is, I find myself facing
the processional cross which we keep at the back of the altar table. At the base of that cross, there is, in
carved metal, the figure of a double-headed eagle. This does not represent our liturgical
choice; the cross was the kind donation of a parishioner, bought from an
Orthodox church supply store. The
double-headed eagle comes standard, it would appear, on all processional
crosses. I have seen that eagle even
more prominently displayed in other Orthodox places—in a church located on a
campus in Winnipeg for example, it is part of the marble flooring, measuring
about six feet across, just before the Royal Doors. It is as if one had to tread on holy
Byzantine ground on the way to the Chalice.
Byzantium
casts its long shadow in other ways as well, not the least liturgically. This is the case especially when the bishop
comes to town, sometimes with a deacon in tow.
In that Liturgy when the deacon begins to introduce the singing of the
Trisagion Hymn, he cries out, “O Lord, save the God-fearing!” In invoking God’s saving assistance upon
“the God-fearing”, the deacon is not referring to us; he is referring to the
Emperor and his family. And when the
deacon then makes his little liturgical twirl, saying, “unto ages of ages!” he
is not simply getting exercise. That
twirl is a vestige of the time when he went out to lead the Imperial family to
their place over by the side. There is
now no Imperial family to lead, and so this action has been shortened to a
picturesque twirl, but originally (like everything else in the Liturgy) it had
a practical purpose. The Emperor, both
of Byzantium and of Russia, is long gone, and well past any need of saving, but
the actions of praying for him and seating him in church remain.
There
are other Byzantine liturgical vestiges as well, such as the Antiphons. Originally, these hymns were psalms, sung
with a refrain interspersed between the verses.
By the end of the eighth century, the usual refrains for the three
antiphons were “Through the prayers of the Theotokos, O Saviour, save us”,
“Alleluia”, and the refrain we now know as the hymn “Only-begotten Son and immortal
Word of God”. When the antiphons first
started being used, they were sung as processional hymns as the Christians
wended their way through the city on the way to church. In those days, unlike now, it was not the
case that the city was a secular space, dotted with sacred churches. Rather, the entire Byzantine city was sacred
liturgical space, and the churches were simply the loci for the Eucharistic
gatherings. In theory at least, all the
citizens were Christian, and all would come to church. During certain festal days, the Eucharistic
gathering at church would be preceded by a procession, a parade through
town.
These
were very popular, partly because everyone loved a parade, and also because it
demonstrated which group was in charge of the city, which group “owned the
streets”. At certain times, it was the
Arian group that was in the ascendant and owned the streets; later on, it was
the Nicene group (i.e. us), and taking over the streets for a periodic parade
helped demonstrate that. John Chrysostom
in Constantinople thought it was a great idea, and commissioned a huge, fancy,
and expensive cross to be carried in the procession, adorned with candles. These processions were so popular that
eventually the psalms and refrains for them were sung in church at the
beginning of the Liturgy even on days when there was no parade. The presence of the Antiphons in our contemporary
Liturgy represents therefore yet another vestige of Byzantium, hearkening back
to the days when the Church “owned the streets”, and all the city celebrated
the Christian feasts as a city.
As
anyone can tell, the days when the Church owned the streets are long gone. Any parade through town is now a trek through
secular space—sometimes through militantly secular space—and one often needing
a permit from the secular authorities.
Such a procession would not be so much a manifestation of the Christian nature of the city, as rather
a protest against its secular
nature. The world in which the Church
now lives is radically unlike that of Byzantium. It is much more like the Roman Empire prior
to its Byzantine phase—a world pluralistic in form, secular in foundation, and
predominately pagan in religious practice.
(The American “Bible Belt” may represent a last gasp of an older way,
and a dying “hold out”. It swims
valiantly against the prevailing tide.)
What
does this mean for us Orthodox? The main difference between the Church in the
pagan Roman Empire and the Church in the Christian Roman Empire (i.e.
Byzantium) is that the former knew itself to be a tightly-knit community
standing over against a hostile society, an island of faith and love in a sea
of unbelief and unrighteousness. Each
member of the local church made deep personal attachments to the other
members—as Gregory Dix once commented, people risking at least penal servitude
for life for being part of the same group usually take pains to get to know one
another. In the days of the pagan Roman
Empire, the Christians were close as family members to others in the church,
and each defined himself as belonging to all the others. Membership in the church was characterized
by deep feelings of solidarity. Their
song was “You and Me against the World”.
In
Byzantium, that old line between the Church and the World was blurred, as the
World declared itself to be Christian.
It was scarcely possible for the Church to form tightly-knit communities
of faith like in the old days where each member of the local church knew the
other and belonged to the other, because “the local church” now included everyone
in the city, at least in principle. After
the world accepted baptism, such closely-knit communities were impossible to
form. Obviously there still existed smaller
churches in the Byzantine world—that was the point of building the larger ones
like the Hagia Sophia, as a contrast to them.
But the people within even these smaller churches no longer shared the
same huddled closeness and family feeling that they did during the days of
persecution. Now that everyone in the
city or village was a Christian, there was no “World” to huddle against, and
individuals no longer defined themselves as belonging to the Christian family but
rather to their own biological families.
Thus even in the smaller churches a sense of eschatological personalism
was lost. (Some ascetics would try to
recover it nonetheless; the experiment was called “cenobitic
monasticism”.) In the parish church of
St. John Chrysostom there was no “coffee hour” after Liturgy. Deep personal attachments were made of
course, but they were made between members of one’s family and one’s
friends—not between all the members of the local church. Belonging to the church for most people simply
meant accepting its over-arching culture and fulfilling certain requirements,
though of course some fulfilled them with great piety. You went to Liturgy, received Holy Communion
(or didn’t), and then you came home.
Going to church for most people in that culture was something you did,
like paying taxes, or going to the theatre, or spending time with your
friends. Membership in the Church did
not necessarily define you; the
others at Liturgy were not “your people” except in the sense of being fellow
citizens of the same city.
As
said above, Byzantium is gone, its long shadows notwithstanding. The challenge for us now is to recognize this
and begin to recover the closeness and solidarity with others in our churches
that existed in the early days. This
solidarity and mutual love for fellow church members was not possible in
Byzantium; it is possible now. And as
the world becomes an increasingly darker place, recovery of such solidarity
becomes not just possible, but essential.
This involves not simply making sure there is a coffee hour following
Sunday Liturgy, but radically rethinking what it means to belong to the
Church.
We must let belonging to the Church define
us, and think of ourselves not primarily as Smiths, Joneses or Farleys, but as
members of our local Eucharistic community.
This involves recognizing that the people receiving the Eucharist with
us are our true family, and striving to treat them as such—as our close kin,
fellow members of the same body. We must
rejoice when one of them is honoured, and suffer with them when they suffer (1
Cor. 12:26), making their trials and triumphs our own. This is difficult to do, especially in our
busy world where we often live far from each other. But it remains the challenge of our time. Byzantium
is gone, and can only cast shadows. But Christ remains, and He calls us
to follow Him in these exciting new days.
It is so nice to learn about your experiences Fr. Lawrence. I get so light when I'm in front of the altar. All my sins and all my troubles which have been bothering me for years are like washed away. God is great!
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Brano Willis