I BESEECH you therefore, brethren, by the mercies of God, that ye present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable unto God, which is your reasonable service.
And be not conformed to this world: but be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind, that ye may prove what is that good, and acceptable, and perfect, will of God.
Fr Gheorghe Calciu-Dumitreasa (1925-2006) urged young people not to be conformed to the world, but to turn their backs on seductively materialistic political movements, choosing instead the true and infinite liberty of friendship with Jesus Christ.
SLAVERY to ideas is as serious a form of slavery as any other.
Through His Church, Jesus offers you the deep mystery of His Divinity and His friendship.
You are no longer called a slave but a friend if you discover the mystery of divine things.
You have avoided choosing Jesus as your friend for too long.
Perhaps you were afraid of the ocean of spiritual freedom into which you would have to dive.
But Jesus has chosen you to hear His voice.
He did so a long time ago: You have not chosen Me, but I have chosen you, and ordained you, that ye should go and bring forth fruit, and that your fruit should remain (John 15:16).
The choice was made long ago, for Jesus has always loved you, but now you have the choice to respond to His invitation.
In responding you are ordained to go and bear fruit that will remain.
To be a prophet of Christ in the world in which you live.
To love your neighbor as yourself and to make all men your friend.
To proclaim by every action this unique and limitless love which has raised man from the level of a serf to that of a friend of God.
To be the prophet of this liberating love which delivers you from all constraint, returning to you your integrity as you offer yourself to God.
Fr Gheorghe (George) was repeatedly imprisoned by the Communists, and tortured both physically and psychologically. He survived: many others died.
YE victors, ye put off the yoke of thought bound to love for the body, ye handed yourselves over to them that sought to inflict punishment upon you, that ye might be called true friends of the Creator.
Christ’s infantry, ye consented to the griefs of many pains from many kinds of torture, and from the gifts of the holy Spirit gained grace to drive out the enduring pains of our passions.
O MAID, honoured under many titles: Hail, thou from whom the Word was born, bringing to naught the confusion of our wicked deeds. Hail, bright cloud which scatterest the massed clouds of our despair.
From Tuesdays of Tone 3. My non-expert translation, from Analogion.