Vol: 7 Issue: 6
Bashans 1729 / June 2013
Saint Abraam of Fayoum By: Pope Shenouda III
The life of this saint is a poured ointment and a sweet incense accepted by God... He appeared as an angel among men‌ My mouth is sanctified when I utter the name of Anba Abraam, and my pen is blessed when I write about him.... and my soul is humiliated before him, and gets smaller and smaller till it finds that it is nothing. Similar to the early patriarchs his beautiful life is a life with a sanctity which is not bound by any special time and place, nor prevented or hindered by hardships or sufferings. The life of Anba Abraam is a living example for all generations, including our present generation. The life of this blessed saint projects a wonderful icon of a true man of God. Anba Abraam lived a life of attachment to his God in all circumstances. He was as much a true ambassador for Christ in the world, or in the wilderness; in superiority or in submission; in meditation, in service; or both meditation and service practised together. His life is an icon of a saintly bishop quiet, humble, meek, beloved and respected by all, and an ascetic who knew no need of money except as a right of the poor. It is an icon of the true bishop who governs on earth with the power of heaven. All acknowledge him as a true representative of God, and God assists him in his earthly service with many miracles. (From: Coptic Church Review, 1.2, p48)
Christian Music Competition 2013 After the success of last year’s competition, we were encouraged to have this competition again this year with a different theme. We highly encourage talented musicians and song writers from all over the world to join.
Very attractive prizes Competitors can but are not required to use traditional church music but rather encouraged to use contemporary music. A very important aspect of the song is its educational value. In other words it must present a substantial theological teaching about the Orthodox Church view on the sacrament of the Eucharist. The judging process will take place in two stages. The first stage will be the judged by the monks of the monastery accourding to the criteria given in the application form. Once that took place the winners will move to the second stage where the songs will be posted on the monastery website for the public to vote on. The person/team with the most votes wins the competition. for more information and application form, Visit: www.stshenoudamonastery.org.au
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An Account of a personal encounter of an Englishman with saint Abraam = Published 1914 AD = By: S. H. Leeder There is a man in Egypt whose name is unknown to the ruling class, and who is yet the most talked of and the most deeply venerated man in all the valley of the Nile. Although he is a Christian bishop he is just as much a saint of heaven to the Moslem as to the Christian; and the Christians who join in the daily crowd that seek his spiritual help and blessing number Copts and Greeks and Romans— the latter being by no means confined even to natives of Egypt. Before I even thought of seeking an audience of this wonderful old man I had heard Catholic people as far away as France speaking of the Bishop of the Fayoum and Gizeh in Egypt as an ascetic in whose powers were confirmed all the signs which our Lord had said should follow them that believe— “In My name they shall cast out devils… they shall lay hands on the sick and they shall recover.” No matter where I had gone in Egypt, I had heard again and again of the Bishop of the Fayoum; and incredible stories were told to me of his self-denials, his fastings, his mystical wisdom, his power of divination, his faculty to exorcise evil spirits and to cure all manner of sickness; and of the comfort his words gave to the afflicted both in soul and in body; of his unstinted kindness to the poor, whom he helped out of a coffer which was like unto the widow's cruse; and how, with flashes of insight, he reproved the evil-doers who thought to deceive him, the spiritual force that was in him seeming to overtake such even when they had left his presence. Many stories are told of his detachment from every sort of mundane claim, and of his contempt of the needs of the body which was like that of the saints of old. As he has now reached nearly a century of years, the veneration always felt for him has gained in depth as he has survived one generation after another of those who have felt his influence. It was one thing, however, to resolve to seek an audience of the saint, and another to wear one's way patiently through all the hindrances conjured up by the Page 3
suspicions of the Oriental Christians, who alone could help me; who, while they were charmingly courteous, and to all seeming more than willing to do what I asked, were all the time questioning themselves in their own minds if it was to the advantage of the Copts that an Englishman should go behind the Oriental veil which hides a life that they fear may not be really understood or approved of in the light of a standard differing from their own. It is, as we know, a matter of self-conscious pride to the Copt that he is a fellowChristian with the Englishman; but he is not content with that: he wants the Western visitor to see only those phases of his Christianity which approximate to that of England. And so with the refined skill of the East he will, in most cases, lead the inquirer aside from everything that the Oriental in him has made indubitable, but which is, if he could only realise it, the chief interest of the Western inquirer, as well as being the last thing ever to be suppressed or eliminated. Now the word is given, and we are ushered into a bare chamber, but for a square bed, and two chairs obviously imported for the occasion. On the bed, sitting in the Eastern posture, and wrapped in a threadbare robe of black, with a black plaited turban on his head, sat the frail, emaciated form of the Bishop. Introductions were made, the old man being particular to know correctly the names of those who were strange to him. He took the hand of each visitor in turn, but kept his own hands all the time partly concealed in the wide sleeve of his robe. The instinct of every Oriental is to kiss the hand of any man for whom he has deep veneration, but Bishop Abraam, I found, will never allow his hand to be kissed, if by covering it in this way he can avoid it. It was with deep emotion that I looked into the face of this modern saint. To doubt his right to the title was impossible, for the power of a pure and beautiful soul made itself felt at once, with a force that was almost overwhelming. The eyes looked out of a calm, grave face, fringed with a small white beard, which in no way obscured the sensitive mouth. The turban was worn farther back than is usual, leaving the broad unwrinkled forehead to suggest that the ascetic, in this case, had been governed by a fine intelligence. That the Bishop was a centenarian seemed difficult of belief; he might be as weak as the frailness of his body suggested, but nothing about him even hinted that the mind was touched with age; and when one caught the steady glance of his eye, and heard him speak, the physical limitations were forgotten, which perforce made of his bed the throne from which he ruled his diocese and ministered to the larger world of suffering humanity. The two chairs were placed close to the bed, so that my wife and I might sit near to the Bishop. He then questioned me earnestly about the Church in England, and the Bishop of London, who was visiting Egypt at that time, for he had heard of him, and Page 4
that I was acquainted with him, and that we had met in Khartoum. Then he turned to more personal matters, and was concerned for our general well-being. To my request that the Bishop would give us his blessing, he asked, in a very quiet voice, one of the priests who were present to bring to him his hand-cross. I had often heard of this particular cross, which had been held in blessing over tens of thousands of Egyptians, and was believed by most of them to have in itself mystical powers. It is the cross the Bishop has used all his clerical life, and I know that he himself is so attached to it that he considers his powers would be disturbed by its injury or loss. It is usual, I believe, in every Christian Church to kneel in receiving a bishop's blessing; but on no account would Amba Abraam consent to any person kneeling before him to God, he said, alone was such respect is due. He was distressed that I felt obliged to kneel, but when I explained that my first reverence was to God, and then to His good servant, he gently gave way. Taking the cross in his right hand, and holding it closely over our heads, the Bishop poured out, mostly in the Coptic language, in tones of rapt devotion, the wonderful prayers and blessings of his Church. Of the mere words, I of course recognised little, except the oft-repeated “Kyrie Eleison!” (Lord have mercy!). But I was thrilled nevertheless by the childlike earnestness of the man who uttered them; never had I heard prayer which seemed to establish a link with the Throne of Grace with such instant security; it seemed as if earth fell away, to leave this man speaking in the clear presence of God Himself. The blessing over, the gentle old man again inquired, in tones of tender solicitude, as to the welfare of all, myself and family. In Oriental terms he spoke of the pleasure such a visit had given him. Turning to a priest, the Bishop asked him to bring to him certain little gifts, consisting of as many coloured manâdîl (handkerchief) as there were members of our party. Taking these separately in his left hand, he held his little cross over them and blessed them, in the name of each of us in turn, handing them to us as a souvenir of the visit. It is usual in the East, as I have already noted, always to make presents to visitors; this trifling gift was at the same time a sign of politeness and a symbol of the poverty in which the Bishop lived; it is the form the Bishop's presents always take, and because of the personal blessing going with it, the little red handkerchief, distributed all over Egypt, is treasured in thousands of homes, doubtless as a sort of holy talisman. We now saluted the Bishop and withdrew. (From: Modern sons of the pharaohs: A study of the manners and customs of the copts of Egypt)
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Anba Abraam Late Bishop of Fayoum, “Merciful and Giving� By: H.G. Bishop Youssef Anba Abraam was a saintly monk of the twentieth century. As it is said, "Therefore you shall be perfect, just as your Father in Heaven is perfect" (Matthew 5:48) so did St. Abraam live his holy life. Born in a small town near Cairo, Egypt, Anba Abraam grew up in a Christian home with the Lord Jesus Christ ever before him. He would gain renown not only in Egypt but far beyond because of his great love for the Lord which was shown through his sanctity, spirituality, and intense compassion for all the needy. When Anba Abraam was appointed a deputy bishop in the City of Minya, he converted the bishopric into a shelter for the homeless, orphans, poor and the strangers. Some years later he moved and became head of El-Moharak Monastery and opened the doors of the monastery to the needy, poor and the widows. Satan moved against some of the monks residing in the monastery and he was accused of wasting the resources of the monastery upon the poor. They persisted until Anba Abraam was dismissed as head of the monastery and they turned out the poor whom he cared for. Then he went to live in El-Baramus Monastery. The saint had been brought to the same sanctuary in which Yohanna-n-Nasikh lived. Consequently when the later became St. Mark's successor and the Fayoum people needed a Shepherd, Yohannan-Nasikh ordained Anba Abraam whom he loved greatly. When ordained Bishop of Fayoum, he excelled in doing mercy to the extent that he gave everything he owned. One day a penniless man came to ask him for money to spend on his wife who gave birth to a baby. The Bishop gave him one pound, all he had at that moment. When the poor man went out, a deputy of the Bishop who knew that he had received a pound met him. The deputy took the pound from him and replaced it by a fourth of a pound. The poor man returned to the Bishop and told him what had happened. The Bishop called his deputy, rebuked him for his hard heart, and lack of his faith and asked him to return the pound to the poor man, not to take back the fourth of the pound and to give him also a quilt because it was winter. When the deputy protested the Bishop said, "The Lord will provide." After the poor man left, the Bishop received from one of the believers a money order for ten pounds and an invoice for receiving ten units of wheat. Another day, a poor woman went to him when the Bishop had no money. But someone had given him a shawl, which he never used. He apologized to the woman that he had no money, gave her the shawl saying that she may sell it and use the money. The woman took it and went to the market to sell it. There the owner of the shawl saw her, bought it from her and returned it to the Bishop. Before giving the shawl to the Bishop, he asked," Father why did you not use the shawl as it is cold these days?" The Bishop replied, "The shawl is Upstairs my son" meaning that
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it is with the Lord Jesus Christ. Then the man presented the shawl to him. The Bishop said, "I hope you gave the poor woman the right price." The man replied, "Yes father, I gave her the right price." Anba Abraam was endowed with extraordinary gifts including that of healing. He used these gifts to cure and relieve all those who sought him, however numerous. These are but a few of the examples of Anba Abraam's generous giving. This saint always gave with the Spirit of Love. Love in every matter, in every virtue, and in every practice is like the soul to the body. If the soul left the body it would immediately die and not exist. Likewise, God rejects any virtue without the Spirit of Love. Christianity lifts up our compassion and we sense the feelings of others, "Rejoice with those who rejoice, and weep with those who weep" (Romans 12:15). Our teacher, St Paul says, "And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, but have not love, it profits me nothing" (I Corinthians 13:3). "Blessed are those who have mercy Who give to the poor and fast and pray. The Holy Spirit will fill their hearts. The Son will show them mercy on Judgment Day." May we always have the Spirit of Love within our hearts encouraging us to follow the example of the great saint, Anba Abraam in helping those less fortunate than ourselves.
St Bishoy’s Coptic School at an excursion to the monastery
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18th of May 2013
The Ordination of Fr Anthony into the Priesthood
Headed by Bishop Daniel and visiting bishops, bishop Marcos and Bishop Athanasius