The unspeakable heights of love

TODAY is the feast day of St Clement, Bishop of Rome in the AD 90s, and of St Peter, Archbishop of Alexandria, who was martyred in 312.

Peter was one of the very few to guess what damage would later be done by a priest of Alexandria named Arius, using popular songs to promote his belief that the Logos or Word of God was simply the first of God’s creatures. It was this that precipitated the Council of Nicaea in 325. 

Arius, like the heretics who followed him from Apollinarius to Nestorius, struggled with the idea that God could be so closely tied into his fallen creation as to become incarnate in the womb of a woman.

He thought he was honouring God’s glory; in fact, he was underestimating his love.


TODAY, he hangeth upon a tree, who hung the earth upon the waters (thrice). Α crown of thorns is set upon him, who is king of the angels. He is clothed in mocking purple, who hath clothed the heavens in cloud. He suffereth himself to be struck, who in the Jordan set Adam free. He is pierced through with nails, who is the Bridegroom of the Church. He is pierced by a lance, who is the son of the Virgin. We worship thy Passion of Christ (thrice). Show unto us thy glorious resurrection.



WHO can describe the bond of the love of God?

What man is able to tell the excellence of its beauty, as it ought to be told?

The height to which love exalts is unspeakable.

Love unites us to God. …

In love has the Lord taken us to Himself.

On account of the Love he bore us, Jesus Christ our Lord gave His blood for us by the will of God; His flesh for our flesh, and His soul for our souls.

St Clement of Rome, Letter to the Corinthians, 49. Source.


TO our wonder, the ewe-lamb without blemish, the bridal chamber without stain, Mary the Theotokos, enters with gladness into the House of God; the angels of God accompany her in bright array, and all the faithful bless her for ever, and in thankfulness chant unceasingly with this great cry: Thou, all immaculate Lady, thou art our glory, and our salvation.

From Matins today. Source.


2 thoughts on “The unspeakable heights of love

  1. I just read more about St. Clement of Rome. The way he was executed is very painful and tragic. Due to my fear of deep water, being thrown into the sea is the last way I wish to die. May the saint rest in peace in heaven!

  2. Actually, I find reading about the martyrs rather difficult for that reason. In one of my favourite stories, though, Elder Paisios received a visit from a fifth century martyr called St Euphemia, who told him that the joys of heaven are such that she would have willingly endured even more had she known at the time what the reward would be.

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