an exorcism in the narthex

The Narthex

If you’ve been Orthodox for awhile, you’ve probably stepped into the narthex during an ongoing baptismal service.  If you are like our family, as hard as we try, sometimes we are running a wee bit late to church and we tread up to the door thinking that the Divine Liturgy is just beginning.  Then, the door is gently opened and boom, everyone is already in the narthex and their eyes shift from baptismal candidate to YOU!

This tardiness happened recently as we were making our way to the baptism of Jack, the infant child of our sweet friends Johnny and Rebekah.  Thankfully, more were coming in behind us so we eased into that crowd of parishioners and relatives already observing the service.

Yet, this event got me thinking about the function of the narthex, that outer room so important to our worship in the Orthodox Church.

The narthex is that transition place between the world and the church.  It’s the antechamber of the church and the outer room through which you enter into the services.  It is in this room that the parishioner prepares for the service by 1. entering in 2. leaving the cares of this world behind and 3. taking on an attitude of prayer and worship. We take on this attitude of prayer and worship by obtaining a candle, donning a cassock, picking up a service book or pulling out a prayer rope.  It is in this space that we shed our coats, acquire a commemorative loaf of bread and adjust our tone so that we are reverent and mindful of the presence of Christ in this holy place.

It is helpful when I consider the narthex as a mudroom of sorts. When you enter your home after a long day of play or work, you enter through the mudroom, dropping all your physical outer wear, backpacks, keys and muddy shoes.  In the same way, when you enter the church, you come first through the narthex dropping your cultural baggage and worldly cares.  Once you’ve shed those things and taken on worshipful effects, you are then ready to enter the nave or main temple of the church.

When we realize how important this trip through the narthex is to our effectual worship and prayer we begin to understand why this room is so critical to the exorcism that happens at the beginning of a baptism.

“Why is the exorcism held in the narthex?” I asked my husband after this recent baptism.  I needed a refresher in the tradition and theology behind this practice.  He’s studying to become a Deacon, so this information is close.

“The exorcism is held in the narthex  because, symbolically, this area represents the transition place between the world and the church.  In this place the world and the devil are rejected and the catechumens proclaim that his or her hope is in Christ.”

“So, you wouldn’t ever have an exorcism in the church itself?” I  asked.

“The church says to the catechumen, you can enter into the temple of God, into the community of believers and into a life in Christ.  But, first you have to push away the world.  That happens in the narthex,” he elaborated.

Here I am reminded of the mudroom analogy: We leave the mud of this world and the influences of the devil outside.  We see this as the catechumens or sponsors are commanded to face the west, renounce Satan and then physically “breathe and spit upon him.”   I often pause at this place in the service; the symbolism is so bold and the actions so tangible!

The Priest:  Do you renounce Satan, and all his works, and all his angels, and all his service, and all his pride? (asks three times)

The Candidate:  I have renounced him.

The Priest:  Breathe and spit upon him.

The sponsors spit and breathe toward the west, then turn back to the East facing the priest.

The Priest:  Do you unite yourself to Christ? (asks this three times)

The Candidate:  I have united myself to Christ

(from the OCA website:

So, as I have learned, the narthex is a very important place.  Spiritual work is done here.  I should be pausing more in this space to make time for a proper transition into God’s house.



Open House

It’s Open House!  But, probably not the kind of open house you are thinking!

Its intimate and only about 8 people attend.

Sometimes we serve lemonade and cookies, sometimes we don’t.

It takes about two hours to set up and just 15 minutes to see.

It’s  that time in the summer when we pull out all the workbooks, notebooks, projects and art from the just finished school year and display it for Dad and anyone else who wants to view what’s been happening in our home school.

We call this Open House.  And, we have actually, in the past, made invitations and invited neighbors over to have refreshments and browse our school work.  Elderly neighbors and relatives have come bearing cards and congratulations on a school year successfully completed.  A couple of times, we’ve had curious neighbors come by to see what this homeschooling thing is all about.  But, these days, we just pull it all out and show the family or whoever happens to be at the house.

Here’s what comes out:  All the books that have been read, all the projects that have been finished, all the papers that have been written… and all the notebooks, math workbooks and the art and the maps, everything comes out for display.

Then, it has to get displayed on the dining room table.

“I make a display of all the books I’ve read and the things I’ve done. I like making it look good by stacking the books in certain ways,” says my rising 6th grader.  And, of course, it has to be  neat and colorful and stacked and vast.

My 21 year old daughter, a former student of this household loves to come to the open house table and peruse the books.  “I loved that book! she said this year about By the Great Horn Spoon. “I remember the weird characters in there.”

Other family members stop by the table, and occasionally a friend or neighbor.

Then, Dad comes to the table!  When he comes, he brings questions and comments.  Here are a few of our favorites:

What was your favorite book you read this year?

What assignment here are you most proud of completing this year?

Read me a little bit of your best story.

Why did you make a 52 on that test?

Who was your favorite teacher?

Who’s the most popular kid in your school?

After Dad has seen all the hard work, we pack it up into a box and label the year.  In this case, its 2017 – 2018.  I keep these boxes back at least five years in case anybody comes asking what we’re doing around here every day.

Now, we are ready for the new school year.


Connecting Orthodox Young People

A Conversation About Connect Orthodoxy

Part 6 in an occasional series about Keeping our Young People in the Church.

As many of you know, I’ve been on a mission to tell the stories of young people who are thriving in the Orthodox Christian faith.  These stories are simple, like the college student who is setting her alarm to make it to church on time.  And, they are complicated, like the young man who has committed to a monastery at the age of 22.  I’m discovering that while some Orthodox youth are serving and ministering in their respective parishes others are making significant sacrifices just to get to Liturgy on a Sunday.  All have stories that inspire me as a parent of teens and young people.

Today, I’m going to tell the story of a young woman, Rebecca Showalter, who is one of the creative brains behind a new movement called Connect Orthodoxy.  The minute I heard about Connect Orthodoxy and the conference they were organizing, I knew I had to learn more.

Rebecca, a nurse practitioner at Gwinnet Medical Center, usually works the night shift, so I was lucky to snag a daytime meeting with her. We’ve known Rebecca and her family for years down at St. John the Wonderworker in Atlanta. Rebecca is a natural born leader and I’ve seen her in action on a few other projects.  On this steamy, late June morning, as we were just sitting down to a cup of Starbucks brew, I noticed she was drinking from a straw.

“What is that about?” I asked her.  “Isn’t it crazy hot to drink coffee that way?”

“Well, I’m trying to keep these teeth white.  So the straw sends the joe right past the teeth,” she confided with the most charming smile.  I guess, as a nurse she knows too much about these things.  My teeth are well on their way to yellow so I continued consuming in the usual fashion.

After we caught up for a few minutes, she shared that sometime in late 2015, some friends, Alex Atalis and John Tilacos were talking one afternoon about church life when these comments came up:  “We need something for young and emerging adults in Orthodoxy.  There’s a real split between our church and personal lives.  Church and life just aren’t meshed.”

Not long after, Rebecca entered the conversation and all agreed that something needed to be done.  ”John and Alex wanted to find a place where people who were fired up about our faith could have deep conversations about the church,” she added.

Eventually, after more conversations, the three came to a consensus that for young people, like themselves, they needed a way to connect with other Orthodox young people, people in their same life situations and with similar struggles. That consensus became the vision for a weekend gathering.   

As she was describing this to me, Rebecca said this:  “It’s a vertical thing, connecting with God through the church; and it’s a horizontal thing connecting with God through each other.”

This earnest and beautiful Vision grew into the Connect Conference. The initial conference in October of 2017 was an outstanding success, with 130 participants from a dozen or so states!  The target audience:  Orthodox 20 – 30 somethings.  The goal:  To deepen the faith through fellowship, worship and learning.


“How did you pull this off?” I asked. “The Vision?”

“God!” Rebecca said right away, shaking her head in amazement.

“We weren’t very organized at first.  We started meeting in Metropolitan Alexios’s conference room. Then, father Paul Lundberg stepped in and gave us some priestly support and we started gaining momentum. It took awhile.”

Under the mentorship of Fr. Paul, a group of Orthodox youth from various jurisdictions came together to plan and organize the Connect Orthodox vision, including Michael Uhr, Elisha and Andrew Roden, Stephen Brenan, Alexandra Green, Callie Corley, Marie Linebaugh and Nick Grivas.  Rebecca summed it up this way: “All of us were united by this desire to ministry for young adults which encouraged us to make Christ a part of our every day lives.”

Rebecca continued, “As the movement progressed, it became clear that we were a risky venture for any financial supporters to sign on, and we still had to pay for this endeavor somehow.  There was the hotel space and deposit, the tech needed to run the speakers.”

Then, a major breakthrough occurred when the organizers got the attention of Tim Tassopoulos, President and COO of Chick-Fil-A, who attends Holy Transfiguration Greek Orthodox Church in Marietta. “Before that, we were really struggling,” she added.

As it worked out, the group was able to manage their own fundraising efforts to accomplish the financial needs of the conference, including hotel deposits, speakers, technology, etc with Tim Tassopoulos serving as business adviser.

The first Connect Conference was a huge success with two fantastic keynote speakers and multiple breakout speakers.  So that you can see just how impressive this collaborative effort, to the glory of God, I’m including this list from Rebecca:

The two keynote speakers were Tim Tassopoulos CFO of Chick-fi-a and member of Greek Orthodox Cathedral who gave a speech titled: “Linked In or Left Out? Staying Truly Connected in a Networked World.”  and  Bishop Gregory of the Carpatho- Russian church. Metropolitian Alexios was also there to give the opening remarks and blessing.
Critical to the conference were the multiple “small group” sessions where we brought in speakers to do shorter 1 hour lectures on various topics with time for Q&A and group discussion. Here were the lectures
  • Dr. Despina Prassas – “How God Pursues Us Every Day”

  • Fr. Anthony Salzman – “Being an Icon of Christ: An Incarnational Understanding of Faith”

  • Fr. Barnabas Powell – “Being Orthodox on Purpose: Exercising Your Faith Daily.”

  • Fr. Nicholas and Dr. Roxanne Louh – “Healthy Relationships”

  • Dcn. Gabe Aldrige – “Living Our Faith in a Digital World”

  • Cameron Lawrence – “The Discipline of Presence” (On Cultivating appreciation of beauty in order draw closer to Christ )

Saturday evening, the excitement continued with a social event out at The Battery.  Then, on Sunday, they celebrated Liturgy together at the hotel and a few people continued to hang around and visit during the afternoon.

Even now, the alumni group from this first conference continues to meet monthly and they encourage any interested folks to join along.

“What are your plans for the future?” I asked, a few drops of sweat coming down my brow as I finished my Starbucks Venti Emperor’s Clouds and Mist Green Tea.

“Well, we have the second Connect Conference just around the corner, October 5 – 7.  This year, we have Father Stephen Freeman and Father David Rucker as our guest speakers, and we are arranging more each week.  Maybe down the road, we’ll branch out into other cities and time zones,” she said with confidence.

I believe it will happen.  It’s all quite amazing what this young woman has accomplished and how many young Orthodox believers this group is positively impacting with this endeavor.  These organizers are serving right in the midst of busy lives, new careers, schooling and early adulthood.  The energy is high for Connect Con # 2 as more and more people discover the opportunity.  God is good and He makes stuff happen!!

If you are reading this, spread the word about the upcoming Connect Conference.  Or, support a young person in your parish by financing their registration fee!  Don’t wait too late as Rebecca says they are capping the enrollment at around 150!  For more information, see the links below:

+ Facebook:
+ Instagram: @connectorthdoxy
+ Website: **



It’s Camp Week

July 1 – It’s camp week!

These are beautiful words to a parent’s ear!  Camp week!  It’s here.  That week when the kids pack up their clothes, boots, sleeping bags, towels, and pillows and go have fun while mom and dad get a little time alone and some peace and quiet.

This is the second year my boys are headed off to Camp St. Thekla, an Orthodox Christian summer camp operated by the Antiochian Orthodox Christian Diocese of Miami and the Southeast.  Last year, all we heard for two weeks after camp was how much fun they had, how great their friends were and how they couldn’t wait to do it again.  So, here we go.

Getting ready for camp can be a bit tedious.  There’s the suit cases to pack and only the coolest of t-shirts can go on the trip.   There’s a costume to bring for Decades Night.  There’s mom double checking to make sure deodorant was included.  There’s pillows.  Gabe brought his shredded pillow again which is also shedding stuffing everywhere.  We put a second pillow case on that one.  That was Saturday night.


Father Jacob blessing

Then, of course, there’s Sunday church and the Blessing for the campers!  St. Timothy’s in Toccoa, GA  had 5 going to CST this year.  Father Jacob douses them thoroughly with holy water after he says the prayers.

Then, there’s the road trip up there.  Everyone in the truck, yakking about camp games and counselors and Fr. Alexander.  It’s a lively conversation all the way up the twisty, curvy roads to Cleveland, SC.  Alas, we pull into the retreat center.  This is the time when mom gets a little anxious.

“What’s that Cascades thing you were talking about?” I ask.

“Oh, it’s where they let us jump off a waterfall into a pool of water, about a 50 foot drop,” says my quit witted teen.  “You won’t have to worry about Gabe.  You have to be 13 to go.”

“That makes me feel so much better,” I gasp. “Only one of you has to die.”

“Don’t freak, mom!  It’s not 50 feet and there’s a life guard,” he says with a grin.  “We’ll be fine.”

Father Alex at the check-in

So, yes, I do get a tad worrisome, but most of that eases as I meet the counselors and see Father Alexander again, the very capable coordinator of this ministry.   Then, I hear screams!  Those screams come from about five different kids running up to Hunter hugging, high fiving and beaming that he’s finally arrived.  He scurries away with them into the sunset, backpack over shoulder, not remembering to look back and say good bye.

It’s all good.

At check in, a friend and mother of six says, “We’re going to Asheville so we can sleep.”

“Good idea,” I agree, thinking about our own quiet week ahead.  It will be nice to sleep and think and breathe!  On the way back to the truck, I catch a glimpse of my youngest; he’s crowded around a busy game of poll ball completely unaware that he has a mamma nearby.

It’s all good.

Moments later, I nudge up into the driver’s seat, husband beside me, unable to help my big smile.  He’s smiling too as we head off together into the sunset.

Foreground: 2 a prominent or important position.

The Foreground is a blog series providing a glimpse into what one family is attempting to make prominent:  a life in the church.  We are a family of seven with some in the nest and some out.  We have kids in college, in high school and in middle school.  One of us is a sub deacon and one of us runs the parish book store.  Orthodox for 14 years, one of us attends a Greek church and the rest attend our local OCA parishes. What’s in our foreground?   Come join us this week and find out.

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Skimming the Sunset


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The sunset ceremony begins.

There’s magic in these hours, just before the sun dips away into the sea.

The horizon arrays herself in, violet, periwinkle, coral, cerulean.  She’s blushing as her beauty draws forth all those who’ve come to witness this late-day spectacle.

Lovers come to bask. Shorebirds spread wide their wings in that last blast of drying light.  Boys emerge from their condo-caves to skim the flat edges of the sea on fiberglass boards.  Sons with dads.  Its all so dazzling, those last minutes.

With the sunset comes a freedom:  no need for skin protection, as the earth-warming orb is too low.  No need for a hat.  Just sparse clothing and a waxed board will do.

As our brightest star dips closer to dusk, these skim boarders do their thing. They watch for that immaculate wave. Its a wave that lays out on the beach and provides a thin coating of water on the shore.  Once the water lays out gentle and long and thin, that is when its time to move.  Brother urges brother, dad urges son:  “Go!”

The short-lived sunset skimming begins.  Just a few precious moments before the light fades.  Balancing, landing, projecting, riding.  These shoreline acrobats provide silhouettes for the twilight seekers and it is a thing of beauty.

How many waves can a skimmer catch before its too late?  Many and few depending upon a boy’s balance.  The whole foot must plant correctly.  The wave must ebb and flow as anticipated.  The successful crash must result in a proper roll-out, so as not to abrasion the skin.  Just as the sun is continuing to fade on the horizon, so the flat sheet of water is always diminishing on the sandy shoreline.  Too little water and the skimmer goes down, and flesh meets with sand, shells and rock.  Too little light and the skimmer can’t see the wave.

So, it goes as the ceremony ends and the light closes out with the day’s activities.

Lord willing, there’s a lifetime of skimming to be done in as many sunsets as can be utilized for the purpose.