Wednesday, June 11, 2014

Going Down To the River To Pray

      We left Kavala early this morning and headed to Philippi. Paul wrote his letter to the Philippians to the Christians living here. We first went to a river outside of the ruins of the ancient city, which is remembered to be, and probably is, the site of Lydia's conversion and baptism, Acts 16. At the river there is an orthodox church of St. Lydia. There is a focus of baptism in this church. Under the dome, in the center of the church is a large baptismal fount and on the dome are beautiful mosaics of Biblical baptisms and the baptism of Saints.

We went down to the river, and listened to Dr. Cohick lecture on Philippians as the water rushed by. Again it was so awesome to read Paul's letter in the city it was intended for! We read though the book and again discussed the historical context and some different theological takes on certain passages. One thing that really struck me was in our discussion of chapter two. In verses 7 and 8 Jesus', "being made in human likeness" I'd linked with His obedience to the Father, and His, "obedience to death." This obedience to the Father is essential to our humanness, and in verse 12, Paul commemorates the Philippians' obedience, and later, in verse 14, reminds them to do so without grumbling. This is a good reminder, that we should obey God without arguing about it. However, this is not done on our own strength but by the power of God in us. We also talked about Paul's emphasis on unity in this book. In chapter 2:1-5, Paul describes how we should live in unity with fellow Christians. This does not mean that we have to all think the same but that we bring our differences together to be unified in Christ. After we finished our lecture, I had some time to sit by the river and think and pray. I reflected on God's continuing faithfulness and love, even in hard times; I could see God could see the love and grace that God has shown and put in my life these past few months even though I was going through some hard times.

We went to the ruins of the city of Philippi, and where able to walk around the forum. On the eastern edge of the city saw the first church in Europe, and it was awesome to see the changes in architecture and size as the church grew and developed it's liturgy over time.

We then drove to the ruins of Amphipolis, were we saw the ruins of five different churches. There were five churches because they were all, in a sense, of different denominations. This again brought up what seems to be a reoccurring theme, that the unity of the church. The presence of the five churches here is evidence, as well as the history of the church, that this "division" in the church is not a product of the Reformation and not solely a Protestant phenomenon. This division may not as severe as we think. As I saw in the Holy Sepulcher, what can first seem like disunity and division, can actually be seen as something beautiful and a great sign of unity if you look at the situation with Christ in the center. We have to learn to recognize that, as Christians, we are all rooted in Christ. We have to look for the unity instead of looking for the differences. As Protestants we are often too eager to accept that we are divided, that our division is an accepted fact about Christianity. However, our unity in the body of Christ so strongly unites us, that the differences we do have are not so important.

We stopped at Vergina, a site of ancient Macedonian tombs. The museum there was really well done, the excavated tombs were cover in a building with the artifacts found there displayed around. The tomb of Philip the second, father of Alexander the great, was there. The artifacts were so extravagant, everything was covered in gold.

            We spent the night at a resort right at the foot of Mt. Olympus and right on the water in a town called Leptokarya. It was so beautiful! We were able to swim in the sea for a little while after we had finished dinner. In the later evening, we had worship on the beach. We sang a few songs as one of the girls played the violin. It was so beautiful to sing and praise God as the waves crashed softly in the background. One of the songs we sang was “All Who Are Thirsty,” and the line, “let the pain and the sorrow be washed away in the waves of his mercy,” really stuck out to me as the waves were crashing. This reminded me of what I’ve been thinking about a lot recently, learning to let God’s love overflow in my life and know that his plan is what is best. God’s love can wash over and cleans us of all our pain, troubles and worries. I really needed to be reminded of this once again.

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