37 ὁ δὲ εἶπεν, ὁ ποιήσας τὸ ἔλεος μετ' αὐτοῦ. εἶπεν δὲ αὐτῷ ὁ ἰησοῦς, πορεύου καὶ σὺ ποίει ὁμοίως.
38 ἐν δὲ τῷ πορεύεσθαι αὐτοὺς αὐτὸς εἰσῆλθεν εἰς κώμην τινά: γυνὴ δέ τις ὀνόματι μάρθα ὑπεδέξατο αὐτόν.
39 καὶ τῇδε ἦν ἀδελφὴ καλουμένη μαριάμ, [ἣ] καὶ παρακαθεσθεῖσα πρὸς τοὺς πόδας τοῦ κυρίου ἤκουεν τὸν λόγον αὐτοῦ.
40 ἡ δὲ μάρθα περιεσπᾶτο περὶ πολλὴν διακονίαν: ἐπιστᾶσα δὲ εἶπεν, κύριε, οὐ μέλει σοι ὅτι ἡ ἀδελφή μου μόνην με κατέλιπεν διακονεῖν; εἰπὲ οὖν αὐτῇ ἵνα μοι συναντιλάβηται.
41 ἀποκριθεὶς δὲ εἶπεν αὐτῇ ὁ κύριος, μάρθα μάρθα, μεριμνᾷς καὶ θορυβάζῃ περὶ πολλά,
42 ἑνὸς δέ ἐστιν χρεία: μαριὰμ γὰρ τὴν ἀγαθὴν μερίδα ἐξελέξατο ἥτις οὐκ ἀφαιρεθήσεται αὐτῆς.

Κυριακή 2 Ιανουαρίου 2011

Gordios the Martyr of Caesarea

Reading from the Synaxarion:

The Martyr Gordius who was from Caesarea of Cappadocia, was a
centurion by rank. Unable to bear the impiety of the heathen, he withdrew
to the wilderness to purify himself through prayer and fasting.
After he perceived that his ascetical training had prepared him
sufficiently, he came down from the mountains when a certain pagan festival was
held in Caesarea, attended by all, and presented himself before the
multitude. Although the spectacles of the festival continued, no one paid
them any heed, but all eyes were turned upon him. From his sojourn in
the mountains, his look was wild, his beard was long, his raiment
squalid, his body like a skeleton; yet a certain grace shone round about
him. He was recognized, and a loud shout and tumult was made as his
fellow Christians rejoiced, and the enemies of the truth cried out for
his death. He boldly professed his faith before the Governor, and
after torments was beheaded, in the reign of Licinius in the year 314.
Saint Basil the Great delivered a homily on Saint Gordius, mentioning
that some of those in his audience had been present at the saint's
martyrdom (PG 31:497).

Apolytikion in the Fourth Tone
Thy Martyr, O Lord, in his courageous contest for Thee received the
prize of the crowns of incorruption and life from Thee, our immortal
God. For since he possessed Thy strength, he cast down the tyrants
and wholly destroyed the demons' strengthless presumption. O Christ
God, by his prayers, save our souls, since Thou art merciful.

Kontakion in the Plagal of the Fourth Tone
The whole earth hast thou watered with thy sweat and toils, O
glorious one, and hast made all the world glad with thy precious blood, O
godly-minded Gordius. By thine earnest entreaties, O famed Martyr, save all
them that sing thy praise in faith and worthily revere thee as one
that hath truly suffered much.

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