WARNING

NOT EVERYTHING THAT

CALLS ITSELF ORTHODOX IS

TRULY ORTHODOX


The above warning was given to me when I first met Orthodoxy in 1986. Today [2009] it is even more perilous, even more difficult to find the Royal Path. For one thing there is a far greater abundance of misinformation. And many materials are missing, and other materials are being rapidly rewritten. For another thing there are fewer than ever guides remaining on the Royal Path, especially who speak English. Hopefully this website will be a place where Newcomers to the Faith can keep at least one foot on solid ground, while they are "exploring."


blog owner: Joanna Higginbotham

joannahigginbotham@runbox.com

jurisdiction: ROCA under Vladyka Agafangel

who did not submit to the RocorMP union in 2007

DISCLAIMER



Farmer's Storehouse Newsletter Video


Two videos on the FarmersStorehouse website.  Watch these two videos while you can.  I can't figure out how to preserve them.  This url does not work in Safari.  Try a different browser.  Firefox works.

https://farmersstorehouse.com/so/95PpOZsKd
 
I make prosphora using this flour that they are talking about.



True Story: 
   It was summer of 2024.  My neighbors have a hay field behind my house.  They are God-fearing Baptists living a Christian life as best they know how.  The whole neighborhood is quiet on Sundays — you never hear a lawn mower, tractor, or chainsaw.  They honor the Sabbath.  Only in the late afternoons there might be sounds of dirt bikes or target practice...if the weather is agreeable... 

One Saturday the neighbor behind me worked all day cutting hay, with help from another neighbor,.  They did not quite finish before sundown, the tractors were left in the field to wait until Monday...  

Then, Sunday, around noon, an unexpected dark cloud came from the south...  I guess here in middle Tennessee we should never say a rain cloud is unexpected...  When these clouds come, they never just pass by.  They always let loose with full rain and sometimes an unfriendly wind.  

I saw my neighbor's hay laying on the field to dry.  I prayed, "Lord, please don't let it rain on their hay.   And amazing it was — the cloud seemed to just blow over with no rain!

The next day my neighbor told me he had been anxiously watching the radar on his computer.  He saw on the radar screen that the big dark cloud was headed right for us, but about a quarter mile south it started to split.  Heavy rain was on either side of us, but my neighbor's hay field stayed dry.   Praise God for the miracle!  But my neighbor said, "yes" and "no"...  He was glad his hay was saved, but he was sad because we have other neighbors who desperately needed the rain...  Typical of my neighbor to think of the needs of others.



The hay field goes back from behind the old pear tree (in flower) to the fence line of cedar trees.

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