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“…and looking at a picture on the opposite wall.”                           -C. S. Lewis, The Voyage of the Dawn Treader Ikons are windows to another World Of Theos and Theotokos, of our saints Some as merry as yet are others stern While forming from the prayerful writer’s 1 hand And in the saints the Light of God shines through True witnesses to that transcendental Truth And so we pause and with a candle catch The prayer-light of their eternity (As does the bedes-spider 2 who lives there) Ikons are windows to that truer World 1 In Orthodoxy an ikon is said to be written rather than drawn or painted, but y’r ‘umble scrivener is no authority; the reader might begin a study of ikons / icons with: http://www.pravmir.com/how-to-sep-up-an-icon-corner-at-home/ 2 An Orthodox friend discovered that a spider had made its home among his ikons, and so in peace and hierarchical obedience the little creature served God as a sort of canon, or perhaps a bedes-spider, until its death.
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Dec 29, 2018
Dec 29, 2018 at 4:27 PM UTC
The Ikon Corner
“…and looking at a picture on the opposite wall.”                           -C. S. Lewis, The Voyage of the Dawn Treader Ikons are windows to another World Of Theos and Theotokos, of our saints Some as merry as yet are others stern While forming from the prayerful writer’s 1 hand And in the saints the Light of God shines through True witnesses to that transcendental Truth And so we pause and with a candle catch The prayer-light of their eternity (As does the bedes-spider 2 who lives there) Ikons are windows to that truer World 1 In Orthodoxy an ikon is said to be written rather than drawn or painted, but y’r ‘umble scrivener is no authority; the reader might begin a study of ikons / icons with: http://www.pravmir.com/how-to-sep-up-an-icon-corner-at-home/ 2 An Orthodox friend discovered that a spider had made its home among his ikons, and so in peace and hierarchical obedience the little creature served God as a sort of canon, or perhaps a bedes-spider, until its death.
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Dec 29, 2018
Dec 29, 2018 at 4:27 PM UTC
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