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About Father Jacob
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Jacob, Apostle of Freedom
Their Lord is what!
He really is a real hero!
Without fear and trepidation in mortal battle
It leads the faithful system!
And the sword of a crescent above his head
And his horse rushes an arrow!
And ours, ours-look, son-
And ours is on the donkey ZOK and Tsok
Towards my death ...
Timur Kibirov
The other day I was asked to write a few words about the works of the famous Orthodox priest Jacob Krotov. What I am happy to do, for writing about the texts of Father Jacob, as well as about himself, is one continuous pleasure.
Judge for yourself: “Freedom is impossible without permissiveness, like bread is impossible without flour. “State”, “law”, “discipline”, “order”, “violence” for baking freedom are necessary, as it is necessary for bread, pebbles, snake poison, Egyptian and Negypet executions. ” What is my dear co -religionists? Have you heard from the lips of some Orthodox priest? Or is more and more about the "sovereign-Orthodox concept of human rights"?
Well, seriously, the phenomenon of Father Jacob Krotov is a phenomenon that needs a particularly scrupulous understanding. Truly a riddle - how could it grow on a stone of that imitated (or imitational?) Vera, which has been planted for centuries for centuries, this rare noble color. I would compare his phenomenon to our country with the appearance of Father Pavel Florensky, Mother Mary (Kuzmina-Karavaeva), father of Alexander me-his godfather and spiritual father. In the same row, Metropolitan Anthony Surozhsky (Bloom) is also found - the elder and spiritual thinker of amazing depth. But Vladyka Anthony is clear. He formed in a free country, where "everyone who was born slaves died." And here - the opposite of it. In general, the emergence of a free person among universal spiritual slave is akin to a sacrament, because each time it seems that absolutely everything is trampled.
I think that Father Jacob is included in the small group of great contemplators, about which Thomas Merton wrote about his book “Christian mystics and Zen elders” (Mystycs and Zen Masters) is approximately like this: despite the huge difference in traditions, there is something that connects the Catholic monk and Zen old man, as opposed to my compatriots leading "aggressively inconsistent lifestyle." In my opinion, an amazingly accurate definition. Yuri Nikolayevich Afanasyev once described this protoplasm of the company as an "aggressive-listening majority." What contemplation is there? But let's not talk about sad. Better - a few more quotes from the amazing spiritual flower garden of Father Jacob:
"Click the Christian in the nose - he will wave his tail or lie down, but should wave his wings."
"Do not be afraid of the priest in the theater, we must be afraid of the theater in a priest."
"The church stands on a stone that we did not abandon in another."
"The cross is a spacer that does not allow the universe to get to become collapsed."
"To consider the king God - blasphemy, to consider God the king - holiness, if it is to preserve his faith, and not destroy a stranger."
Alas, today, according to the Law of the mainstream, it is customary to consider the opposite of what Father Jacob about the last truth, namely: that a Christian in response to a “click on the nose” must “call into the end”, that the church is based on the foundation of the state and the army, that the cross is an amazing weapon that a Christian is morally “to smear” the walls of disagreement (since disagreement. It is equated with an insult to religious feelings - how can I not smear it, recalling the instructions of St. Joseph Volotsky?) About the same that the national Fuhrer has long been comprehended in the symbolic penis of an unposed anointed, a priori standing much higher than anointing, I will simply keep silent.
Long before the father of Jacob, the mother of Maria (Kuzmina-Karavaeva) tried to warn us about this in her prophecy expressed in Paris, in 1936, at the monastic meeting in the presence of Metropolitan Evologi (I apologize to readers for lengthy citation):
“If new personnel will come to the church, gifted with tolerance and recognition from the Soviet regime, brought up by this power ... At first they, as very greedy and susceptible listeners, will study different points of view, perceive problems, attend worship, etc. And at some moment, having finally felt like church people truly, in full of their unpreparedness to antinomic thinking, they will say: on this issue there are several opinions-which of them is true? Because somewhat at the same time cannot be true. And if so true, then the rest are subject to extermination as false. They will first request the church, easily transferring to it the usual sign of infallibility. But soon they will speak on behalf of the church, embodying this sign of infallibility. If in the area of the viscous and uncertain Marxist worldview they glow with the passion of heresemania and destroy opponents, then in the field of Orthodox creation they will be even greater fighters of heresies and guardians of orthodoxy. Charging, we can say that they will be fine for an incorrectly imposed sign of the cross, and for refusing to confess to the Solovki. Free thought will be punishable by the death penalty. It is impossible to have any illusions here: if the church is recognized in Russia and in the case of its external success, it cannot count on any other personnel, except for personnel brought up in the non -critical, dogmatic spirit of authority. And this means - for many years the fading of freedom. This means - new Solovki, new prisons and camps for those who defend freedom in the church. This means new persecutions and new martyrs and confessors.
There would be something to come in complete despair, if, along with such prospects, not to believe that the true Christ's true truth is always connected with freedom, that freedom before the Last Judgment would not completely fade away in the church, that our unprecedented standing in freedom has a providential character and prepares us for persistence and a feat ... ”
It was freedom, expelled, bewitched, driven out and in soap, that became the muse of our hero. The freedom, which we betrayed for a snap of tobacco, shamefully agreeing to call the 90s “dashing”. Freedom, which is synonymous with Christianity and which is only capable of bringing the creator to the Creator. The word to Father Yakov:
“What did the ancient slaves know, who were depicted on victorious bas -reliefs spread out under the foot of the Assyrian king, about this king? They knew that he was very large. When you are lying, and you have a foot on your back of your head, this leg seems gigantic, although contact, it would seem, is a point. But this is a point of power. Only free people who often go to the zoo, than they feel at their back of the head of someone’s sandal, compare God with an elephant, which the blind feels. We ourselves are elephants! And on our elephant head, the same invisible stack of God. And he doesn’t press, but choke. ”
Jacob's father is a lot of reproaching excessive politicization. They reproach completely undeservedly - for all his words, all his works - about Christ and only about Christ. But as it is impossible, speaking of God, not to talk about its creation, it is impossible, speaking of a person, to ignore his existential somootasis. Even if hiding behind high ranting about the dangers of freedom for a person, the priority of the state to a person, serving “high goals” like those about which the notorious poet wrote: “What a pity that Marx inheritance fell into a Russian font, where the target justifies the means, and the funds have plunged the target.” Yes, indeed, many Moscow intellectuals, squeezed out by their patriarchy temples with militant church militarism, found a spiritual refuge in the community of Father Jacob (among them Valeria Ilyinichna Novodvorskaya - our common favorite, refined intellectual, polyglot, great clever and sophisticated of Kaprizul). But this once again confirms the apostolic determination of Father Jacob to the end to withstand the deadly elements of this world, no matter how loudly and triumphantly his carbon monoxide sounds.
Another absurd claim made by Padre is in the absence of love for Russia. She is consumed from the lips of various chauvinists, who shouting to our unfortunate country in their corpus callosum in all corners of their love and blowing. The civil position of Father Jacob cannot be understood outside the “Chaadaevsky Lokus” of Russian culture. It was to Peter Yakovlevich, “a madman with an old -Basmannaya”, one of the best sons of the Fatherland, who belongs to a revelation on how to love his country: “I did not learn to love the homeland with my eyes closed. I prefer to scour my homeland, prefer to humiliate, prefer to upset it - just not to deceive. ” How much this love is chaste and higher than the hyk of “gray monkeys” (Z. Gippius), swearing with all the honest people, that they, red -hearted, are this very people! Reread the "Philosophical Letters" of Chaadaev. Listen to the music of these prophetic words and compare with the gaze of the father of Jacob - Chaadaev’s envoy in modern Russia: “Russia resembles a vat with sulfuric acid, in which every new person, every new culture gradually loses its face and turns into part of the jelly gray mass. Like the fantastic ocean of protoplasm, this vat can create likeness of people for the external environment - even very bright and original, but these similarities are designed to deceive neighbors. Inside itself, all variegated is perceived as a threat. So not a full -fledged society behaves, so individual social institutions behave - the army, bureaucracy. Russia is the army (and bureaucracy as part of the military apparatus), which ate society and replaced it. ”
But such a linguistic observation (no dictionary is needed):
“Russian does everything on his affectionate suffixes. "Teapier", "cucumber", "war" ... It seems that everything important for the Russian soul is sufferedly caressed. But no. We do not say "exit", "Old Covenant", "New Testament". "Jesus" - there is, but unambiguously offensive, like "Church". "God" means a worsened, simplified version of God. They did not care for God, well, to be surprised that God was not caressed. He calls: “Raseyushka!”, And we stand around ourselves as a sentry and wait for the password: “Saint Rus'!”
The difference between "Russian" and "Russian" is best visible by announcements of housing. They say about themselves as a "Russian family": "The Russian family will remove." “Russian family” (no one will dare to write like that) will mean “non -Russian family”, “a family of those who are won by the Russians and must know their place - at the parachm”.
Right on Boris Chichibabin - "But there is no pain in me and there is no fear in me - accept, my Rus', from my sons."
Increasingly, I hear from my Democrats friends that, they say, our song is already sung, the sovereign corroded everything that lended to corrosion, the era of the excitement rushed, treacherously letting the lieutenant collection agent (not reproaching the brilliant nallochka Boltyanskaya) ... All this is so. But there is something that no one will ever take away from us - these are thoughts. Our Golden Fund, our insistent ruble. Thoughts of genuine Russian people are living, beating, trembling. Walking in God's trace. From Pecher to Galich. From Krizhanich to Sakharov. From Kolyma to Heavenly Jerusalem.
Thoughts by Jacob Krotov - among them. In the last lines of our sacred liberal Christian scroll. Let's enrich ourselves with these thoughts - and always let us be with a profit.