of Orthodox Christianity, several things lash out at me, as if I were a post and the words were a whip.
First, much of the blog “worship” is focused upon Mary, the mother of Jesus. Try a Google search yourself – Orthodox blog Mary vs Orthodox Blog Jesus. A statistical tie. Very weird to me, a Southern Baptist cradle person. Cradle is an Orthodox term for someone born into the “true” faith vs converts to the “true” faith. Perhaps more on that later. Now, I can see that we (as American Protestants) have not given enough thought or respect to Mary as we should. Perhaps this is the purpose of my search?
On the other hand, women are basically non-existent in this world. I’m still researching but from what I have read thus far (20+ hours?), I have no idea of what women in Orthodoxy do except support the men. Now, being a good Southern Baptist cradle person, no one can say that I’m a feminist in church matters. But it seems to me that women have played and continue to play a vital role in the Church. What really puzzles me is the focus upon Mary given the seeming disregard for women in Orthodoxy.
And then we come to the hierarchical system. Why, pray tell, is there a specification for how we should kiss the hand of the priest (right over left, palms up, let priest put his hand in yours, then kiss, I think)? Or give authority over to succeeding levels of men? To be sure, the Orthodox tenets that I have read thus far shout loud and far that the Pope should not have been given status as infallible. Yet in all matters Orthodox, the buck stops with their version of the Pope. Why?
And last for this post, why do all of the evangelical attempts I’ve seen focus exclusively upon other Christians? Bringing them home is a popular theme. Well, what about those multitudes that have never even heard of Christ? Or seen a Christian example? Should we just forget about them? Every single “conversion” post I’ve read is a call to others to convert. Other Christians that is. To “come home”.
I readily admit that there a a bunch of good things to read out there, else I would’ve stopped at the prescription for kissing the priests hand. And there is a certain allure to mysticism, secrets (remember Fred and Barney’s secret handshake?) and becoming “true”. And I’ll keep reading because I’m learning an awful lot. But thus far I’m not learning much about the “true church”.