A Life of Archbishop Theophan of Poltava
Written by Vladimir Moss
A LIFE OF ARCHBISHOP THEOPHAN OF POLTAVA Early Years The future Archbishop Theophan was born in the village of Podmoshie, Novgorod province on December 31, 1874 (1873, according to another source). His father was the village priest, Fr. Demetrius Bystrov, and his mother was called Maria. He was baptized with the name Basil, since the feast day of St. Basil the Great (January 1) was the nearest to his birthday. When he was seven years old, Basil had an extraordinary prophetic dream. He saw himself were standing in hierarchical vestments and wearing a golden mitre in the high place during the Divine Liturgy. And his father went up to him and censed him. It should be pointed out that the child had never yet witnessed a hierarchical service. In the morning Basil told his mother the dream. His father, who was sitting in the next room, heard him and said: “Look a new Joseph has appeared!” But the prophecy in the dream was fulfilled exactly. Many years later, when Archbishop Theophan was going to be consecrated to the episcopate, the Holy Synod his father to take part in the service. And during the service he censed his son in the sanctuary in front of the holy altar… As a child, his parents told him, Basil did not know any prayers by heart, but he would fall on his knees in front of the icons and burble out, weeping: “Lord, You are so great and I am so small!” He was quiet and concentrated, and did not take part in childish games. But at the same time he was radiant and joyful. He tasted of the fruits of prayer, and kept a strict watch on his inner life. He loved the severe landscape of the north of Russia, which spoke to him of God the Creator. And he breathed in the pious, humble spirit of the peasants around him. Basil went to the parish school, where his extraordinary intellectual talents were first revealed. He was able to read a page once and repeat it almost word for word, and jumped class three times. Then he went to theological seminary, which he finished three years before those who had begun with him. Having finished his secondary studies at the theological seminary, the young Basil had to pass an examination to enter the Theological Academy in St. Petersburg. “I was then scarcely seventeen. I was much younger than all the other candidates, and I looked like a schoolboy… I was not afraid of the entry examination because I had a good knowledge of the seminary programme. And then there came the time of the written examination in philosophy marked by the famous Professor Korinfsky. I was afraid of this exam because it was outside the seminary programme and because it was the only written exam, all the others were oral. I prayed fervently to St. Justin the Philosopher and the holy teachers of the Church Saints Basil the Great, Gregory the Theologian and John Chrysostom to enlighten my mind and give me their thought. “The day of the exam arrived; it was due to take place at four o’clock. We sat down, Professor Korinfsky entered, greeted us and then wrote on the board the proposed subject: “’The importance of personal experience in elaborating one’s world-view.’ “What joy and gratitude to the Lord I felt on reading this compositional subject! It was clear and familiar to me. Thanks to the prayers of the saints, the Lord sent me rapid, light thought and I finished my work astonishingly quickly, in half an hour. I had written only one page… I got up and asked permission to give in my work. The professor was clearly very surprised! He looked at his watch and said, not without hesitation: “’Oh well, give it to me.’ “He had seen that I was the youngest and probably thought that I had not understood the subject. I noted his hesitation and handed him my paper. He asked me to wait for a moment and began to read. During the reading, he raised his eyes towards me from time to time, then said: “’Thank you, thank you… You can go.’ “My fervent prayer to the philosopher saints had been heard,’ continued the archbishop. ‘It was they, not I, who had written by my hand… Thanks be to Thee, O Lord! For Thou are the Giver of all good things! In this way the exam which was supposed to be the most difficult became for me the easiest of all. I had the distinct impression that Professor Korfinsky was satisfied with my work. Finally, I got the top pass into the St. Petersburg Academy. But as the Apostle writes: ‘Not I, but the grace of God which is with me’ (I Corinthians 15.10).” Many years later, when Basil was now Bishop Theophan and the Rector of the Academy, he had to pacify the warring factions among the professors during the revolutionary years 1905-06. After one of these debates, without himself taking part, Professor Korinfsky came up to the Rector, who had just calmed the tempest, and said, smiling sweetly: At the Theological Academy Archbishop Theophan had fond memories of several of the professors of the Academy when he was there, including V.V. Bolotov, A.P. Lopukhin and N.N. Glubokovsky. Professor Lopukhin even bequeathed him his very large theological library (which he later gave to the Academy). With their help and support, he passed all four years of his study as the first student. Having finished his theological education at the age of 21, he was given a professorial scholarship to continue to study at the Academy. In 1896, Basil Dmitrievich was appointed lecturer at the St. Petersburg Academy in the faculty of Biblical history. In 1898 he received the monastic tonsure with the name Theophan in honour of St. Theophan the Confessor, Bishop of Sigriane, and in respectful memory of Bishop Theophan the Recluse. In the same year he was ordained to the diaconate and the priesthood. In 1901, he was raised to the rank of archimandrite with the duties of inspector of the Academy in the Academy’s house church by Metropolitan Anthony (Vadkovsky) of St. Petersburg. The Academy’s ustav said that the inspector had to have a master’s degree and so was obliged to write a composition to obtain the degree. But Archimandrite Theophan did not hand in a composition, although he had written it. The reason was that as a monk he had given vows of poverty and humility, and could not seek or desire academic glory. It contradicted the monastic vows. And so the work lay in his desk for several years until another professor in his absence took it and gave it to the Academic Council. The subject of the composition was: “The Tetragram, or the Old Testament Name of God (Jehovah or Yahweh)”. This work became his master’s dissertation at the faculty of the Biblical history of the Old Testament. It was published in 1905 and was very highly esteemed by critics both inside and outside Russia. It was called “the famous Tetragram”! However, when the book appeared in the shops, Archbishop Theophan himself went round all the bookshops in a cab, and bought and burned all the copies of the work! In this way he fought against the love of glory in himself. In this case, as in others, he sought the advice of the elders, especially Hieroschemamonks Alexis of Valaam, and Barnabas and Isidore of Gethsemane skete. Fr. Theophan would often take the steamer to Valaam. Once he left the monastery church and went into the woods to practise the Jesus prayer. He soon noticed a large silent mass of people with Fr. Alexis, upon whom the abbot had given the obedience to teach the people outside the church. On seeing him, Fr. Theophan went in a different direction, thinking that he would not meet the crowd again. But it turned out that the elder led the pilgrims in the same direction. Then he decided to let the procession pass him while he went off in the opposite direction. He stopped in a thicket from where he could observe the pilgrims. In front strode the elder a large distance from the people, while behind him came the pilgrims, most of them women. The hieroschemamonk had his head bowed to the ground, and was praying. Suddenly the thought occurred to Fr. Theophan: “Ach, in vain does Hieroschemamonk Alexis surround himself with these women – and all of them are young. There could be reprimands…” “But I hadn’t managed to think this before the elder raised his head and, turning in my direction, loudly said, almost shouting: “’They followed Christ, too!’” These words were so unexpected and short that none of the people could understand their meaning and to whom they referred. Although the whole crowd heard these words and looked in the direction of Fr. Theophan, they could not see him because of the thicket. But the elder again lowered his head and immersed himself in prayer… “Truly, Elder Alexis was a great saint and wonderful clairvoyant,” witnessed Vladyka Theophan. “He was as beautiful as an angel of God. It was sometimes difficult to look at him, he was as it were in flames, especially when standing at the altar in prayer. At the time he was completely transfigured, his face became different in an indescribable way, extremely concentrated and severe. He was truly all in fire.” But if the elder felt that those present in the altar were involuntarily observing him and his prayer, he tried to hide his condition by a kind of foolery. He usually went up to the wall and, pretending that he was an absent-minded worshipper, in his shadow on the wall he corrected and combed the hair on his head. Once Fr. Theophan set off for Valaam, troubled by the following thought: the ascetic rules of the Holy Fathers said that a monk should pay as little attention to his external appearance as possible. But the Church had blessed him to be an academic monk and live and be saved in the world. But, living in the world, it was impossible to forget his flesh and not care for his appearance… He went to Fr. Alexis’ cell convinced that he would get the solution to his problem. And his faith was rewarded. The elder, as always, received Fr. Theophan very joyfully. He sat him down and asked him to wait for a moment. Then he took a mirror, put it on the table at which Fr. Theophan was sitting, and began carefully to comb his hair. After this he cleared everything from the table and, turning to Fr. Theophan, said: “Well, now we can talk.” And so, without any words, the elder had resolved Fr. Theophan’s problem… Another holy man to whom Fr. Theophan was close was the great wonderworking priest Fr. John of Kronstadt. Once Fr. Theophan was preparing to celebrate the Divine Liturgy the next day in one of the capital’s churches whose altar feastday it was. But suddenly he was given urgent work that could not be postponed: he had to prepare a written report for the metropolitan. “From the evening and throughout the night I wrote the urgent report, and so I was not able to rest. When I had finished my work it was already morning, I had to go to the church. And there, together with the other clergy, Fr. John was serving with me. The Liturgy was coming to an end and the servers were communing in the altar. At a suitable moment, when the communion hymn was being sung, Fr. John came up to me and congratulated me on receiving the Holy Mysteries. And then he looked at me with particular attention and, shaking his head, said: “’Oh, how difficult it is to write the whole night and then, having had no rest at all, to go straight to the church and celebrate the Divine Liturgy… May the Lord help and strengthen you!’ “You can imagine how joyful it was for me to hear such words from such a person. I suddenly felt that all my tiredness had suddenly disappeared at his words… Yes, great was the righteous one Fr. John of Kronstadt!” After pausing for a little, Vladyka continued: “But how many people there were, blind and deaf ones, who did not accept Fr. John and treated him very crudely. And there were such people even among the priests. Thus for example Fr. John once came to the altar feast in one of the churches of St. Petersburg. But the superior of the church, on seeing him, began to shout at him: “’Who invited you here? Why did you appear? I didn’t invite you. Oh, you’re such a ‘saint’. We know saints of your kind!’ “Fr. John was embarrassed and said: “‘Calm down, batyushka, I’m leaving now…’ “But he shouted at him: “‘Oh what a ‘wonderworker’ you are. Get out of here! I didn’t invite you….’ “Fr. John meekly and humbly asked forgiveness and left the church… “Another time there was a service in the St. Andrew cathedral in Kronstadt, where Fr. John was rector. One of the servers began to get disturbed: “’Why do you give away money to everyone, but to me, who serve you, you have never given anything? What does this mean?’ “Batyushka was silent, and was apparently praying within himself. But the other continued to be disturbed and reviled him, not sparing his language. “A reader who happened to be there stood up for batyushka: “’What are you doing? Are you in your right mind? Is this possible? It is shameful and terrible to think of what you are saying to batyushka.’ “And then he listed the merits of Fr. John, mentioning, among other things, that he was a rector. “’That’s right,’ said Fr. John. ‘After all, I’m a superior. Is it possible to speak with a superior in such a way? No, no, no… It’s wrong, it’s wrong…’” Vladyka Theophan noted: “What humility Fr. John had! Neither the gift of clairvoyance, nor the gift of healings, nor of wonderworking – none of this did he attribute to himself. But only that it was wrong to speak to a superior in such a way!” Fr. John had great influence with the royal family, and the tsar visited him secretly. Rasputin feared this influence. As Archbishop Theophan witnessed to the Extraordinary Commission: “Rasputin indicated with unusual skill that he had reservations [about Fr. John]… Rasputin… said of Fr. John of Kronstadt… that he was a saint but, like a child, lacked experience and judgement… As a result Fr. John’s influence at court began to wane…” Admirer of Rasputin In 1905, after the publication of his master’s thesis, Fr. Theophan was raised to the rank of extraordinary professor and confirmed in his post as inspector of the Academy. Perhaps the greatest mistake of Archbishop Theophan’s life was his initial trust of the great pseudo-elder Rasputin (which means “debauched” in Russian). According to his own witness before the Extraordinary Commission established by the Provisional Government in 1917, he first met Rasputin, significantly, in the house of Bishop Sergius (Stragorodsky), the future traitor of the Russian Church and first Soviet “patriarch” of Moscow. “Once he [Bishop Sergius] invited us to his lodgings for tea, and introduced for the first time to me and several monks and seminarians a recently arrived man of God, Brother Gregory as we called him then. He amazed us all with his psychological perspicacity. His face was pale and his eyes unusually piercing – the look of someone who observed the fasts. And he made a strong impression.” Archbishop Theophan was especially impressed by Rasputin’s apparent prophetic gift. “At that time Admiral Rozhdestvensky’s squadron had already set sail [to fight the Japanese in the Russo-Japanese War]. We therefore asked Rasputin, ‘Will its engagement with the Japanese be successful?’ Rasputin answered, ‘I feel in my heart that it will be sunk.’ And his prediction subsequently came to pass in the battle of Tsushima Strait.” Again, “Rasputin correctly told the students of the seminary whom he was seeing for the first time that one would be a writer and that another was ill, and then explained to a third that he was a simple soul whose simplicity was being taken advantage of by his friends… In conversation Rasputin revealed not book learning but a subtle grasp of spiritual experience obtained through personal knowledge. And a perspicacity that verged on second sight.” Fr. Theophan invited Rasputin to move in with him, to stay in his apartment. It was through Fr. Theophan that Rasputin gained entry into the house of Grand Duke Peter Nikolaevich, the Tsar’s cousin, and his wife, the Montenegrin Grand Duchess Militsa Nikolaevna, whose confessor Fr. Theophan had become. (According to another source the Grand Duchess first met him in the podvorye of the Mikhailov monastery in Kiev.) “Visiting the home of Militsa Nikolaevna, I let slip that a man of God named Gregory Rasputin had appeared among us. Militsa Nikolaevna became very interested in my communication, and Rasputin received an invitation to present himself to her.” After that, Rasputin was invited to the Grand Duchess’ house on his own… It was through the Grand Duchess that Fr. Theophan was introduced to the Tsar: “I was invited to the home of the former emperor for the first time by Grand Duchess Militsa Nikolaevna.” In his diary for November 13/26, the Tsar noted: “I received Theophan, inspector of the St. Petersburg Theological Academy.” Soon after, Fr. Theophan was offered the extremely responsible post of spiritual father of the Royal Family. So he became, as it were, the “conscience of the Tsar” at a critical moment in the nation’s history. Fr. Theophan gave the Tsarina and her children books of the Holy Fathers to read. In a note to her daughter, the Tsarina reminded them “to read the book that batyushka brought you before communion”. In view of Fr. Theophan’s closeness both to the Royal Family and to Rasputin, it is often asserted that it was he who introduced them to each other, and that his later self-imposed exile in France was in order to expiate this sin. This is untrue. According to the words of Archbishop Theophan before the Extraordinary Commission: “How Rasputin came to know the family of the former emperor, I have absolutely no idea. And I definitely state that I took no part in that. My guess is that Rasputin penetrated the royal family by indirect means… Rasputin himself never talked about it, despite the fact that he was a rather garrulous person… I noticed that Rasputin had a strong desire to get into the house of the former emperor, and that he did so against the will of Grand Duchess Militsa Nikolaevna. Rasputin himself acknowledged to me that he was hiding his acquaintance with the royal family from Militsa Nikolaevna.” The first meeting between the Royal Family and Rasputin, as recorded in the Tsar’s diary, took place on November 1, 1905. Archbishop Theophan testified: “I personally heard from Rasputin that he produced an impression on the former empress at their first meeting. The sovereign, however, fell under his influence only after Rasputin had given him something to ponder.” According to the Monk Iliodor, Rasputin told him: “I talked to them for a long time, persuading them to spit on all their fears, and rule.” On hearing that Rasputin had impressed the empress, Grand Duchess Militsa Nikolaevna said to him, as Archbishop Theophan testified: “’You, Grigory, are an underhand person.’ Militsa Nikolaevna told me personally of her dissatisfaction with Rasputin’s have penetrated the royal family on his own, and mentioned her warning that if he did, it would be the end of him. My explanation of her warning,” said Archbishop Theophan, “… was that there were many temptations at court and much envy and intrigue, and that Rasputin, as a simple, undemanding wandering pilgrim, would perish spiritually under such circumstances.” It was at about this time that Rasputin left Fr. Theophan’s lodgings and moved in with the woman who was to become one of his most fanatical admirer, Olga Lokhtina. Archbishop Theophan writes: “He only stayed with me a little while, since I would be off at the Academy for days on end. And it got boring for him… and he moved somewhere else, and then took up residence in Petrograd at the home of the government official Vladimir Lokhtin,” who was in charge of the paved roads in Tsarskoe Selo, and so close to the royal family… Rasputin returned to his family in Pokrovskoe, Siberia, in autumn, 1907, only to find that Bishop Anthony of Tobolsk and the Tobolsk Consistory - as was suspected, at the instigation of Grand Duchess Militsa Nikolaevna - had opened an investigation to see whether he was spreading the doctrines of the khlysty. Olga Lokhtina hurried back to St. Petersburg and managed to get the investigation suspended. Soon afterwards, testifies Fr. Theophan, “the good relations between the royal family and Militsa and Anastasia Nikolaevna [the sister of Militsa], and Peter and Nikolai Nikolaevich [the husbands of the sisters] became strained. Rasputin himself mentioned it in passing. From a few sentences of his I concluded that he had very likely instilled in the former emperor the idea that they had too much influence on state affairs and were encroaching on the emperor’s independence.” The place that the Montenegrin Grand Duchesses had played in the royal family was now taken by the young Anya Vyrubova, who was a fanatical admirer of Rasputin. Another of Rasputin’s admirers was the royal children’s nurse, Maria Vishnyakova. And so Rasputin came closer and closer to the centre of power… His influence on the political decisions of the Tsar has been much exaggerated. But he undoubtedly had a great influence on the Tsarina through his ability, probably through some kind of hypnosis, to relieve the Tsarevich’s haemophilia, a tragedy that caused much suffering to the Tsar Critic of Rasputin On February 1, 1909 Archimandrite Theophan was appointed Rector of the St. Petersburg Theological Academy. And on Sunday, February 22, the second Sunday of the Great Fast, which is dedicated to the memory of St. Gregory Palamas, he was consecrated Bishop of Yamburg, a vicariate of the St. Petersburg diocese, in the Holy Trinity cathedral of the Alexander Nevsky Lavra. The consecration was performed by Metropolitan Anthony (Vadkovsky) of St. Petersburg together with other members of the Holy Synod and other hierarchs who came to the service – 13 in all. In answer to the accusation that he had gained his see through the influence of Rasputin, Bishop Theophan testified: “My candidacy for the bishopric was put forward by the church hierarchs led by Bishop Hermogen [of Saratov, the future hieromartyr]. I would never have permitted myself to take advantage of Rasputin’s influence… I was known personally to the royal family and had four times or so heard confession from the empress and once from the sovereign… and I was already the Rector of the Petersburg Theological Academy.” It was a difficult time, with liberal ideas gaining ground even among the professors of the Academy. Bishop Theophan more than once came into conflict with these liberal professors, and they complained about him to Metropolitan Anthony. After one such complaint, the metropolitan summoned the bishop to himself and said: “The professors are complaining that you are restricting their freedom of scientific research.” Instead of a reply, Vladyka Theophan showed the metropolitan a paragraph from the ustav of the Theological Academies which said: “The Rector of the Academy is responsible for the direction and spirit of the Academy”. Then he explained how certain professors during their lectures to students were permitting themselves to express freethinking ideas contrary to Orthodoxy. And the metropolitan had to agree that the Rector had the right to oppose this. As Rector of the Academy, Vladyka Theophan enlivened the religio-moral atmosphere in it and created a whole direction among the students, a kind of school of “Theophanites”, as they were called. He tried to instill in the students a respect for the lofty authority of the Holy Fathers of the Church in everything that pertained to Church faith and piety. When replying to a question of a theological or moral character he tried to avoid speaking “from himself”, but immediately went to the bookcase and found a precise answer to the question from the Holy Fathers, which allowed his visitor to depart profoundly satisfied. He himself was a walking encyclopaedia of theological knowledge. And yet this was by no means merely book knowledge: because of his ascetic life, he knew the truth of the teachings of the Fathers from his own experience. He would go to all the services, and often spend whole nights in prayer standing in his cell in front of the analoy and the icons. He would even take service books with him on his travels, and read all the daily services. His very look inspired respect, and soon cases of amazing spiritual perspicacity revealed themselves. Never familiar, always correct and restrained in manner, but at the same time warm and attentive, he was a fierce enemy of all modernism and falsehood. If the conversation took a vulgar turn, he would immediately turn away, however distinguished his interlocutor. This caused him to have many enemies, but people also involuntarily respected him. Once the famous writer V.V. Rozanov spoke at length to him against monasticism. Vladyka Theophan did not reply with a single word. But his silence was effective, for at the end the writer simply said: “But perhaps you are right!” Bishop Theophan began to have doubts about Rasputin. These doubts related to rumours that Rasputin was not the pure man of God he seemed to be. “Rumours began reaching us,” testified Vladyka, “that Rasputin was unrestrained in his treatment of the female sex, that he stroked them with his hand during conversation. All this gave rise to a certain temptation to sin, the more so since in conversation Rasputin would allude to his acquaintance with me and, as it were, hide behind my name.” At first Vladyka and his monastic confidants sought excuses for him in the fact that “we were monks, whereas he was a married man, and that was the reason why his behaviour has been distinguished by a great lack of restraint and seemed peculiar to us… However, the rumours about Rasputin started to increase, and it was beginning to be said that he went to the bathhouses with women… It is very distressing… to suspect [a man] of a bad thing…” Rasputin now came to meet Vladyka and “himself mentioned that he had gone to bathhouses with women. We immediately declared to him that, from the point of view of the holy fathers, that was unacceptable, and he promised us to avoid doing it. We decided not to condemn him for debauchery, for we knew that he was a simple peasant, and we had read that in the Olonets and Novgorod provinces men bathed in the bathhouses together with women, which testified not to immorality but to their patriarchal way of life… and to its particular purity, for… nothing was allowed. Moreover, it was clear from the
Lives of the ancient Byzantine holy fools Saints Simeon and John [of
Edessa] that both had gone to bathhouses with women on purpose, and had been abused and reviled for it, although they were nonetheless great saints.” The example of Saints Simeon and John was to prove very useful for Rasputin, who now, “as his own justification, announced that he too wanted to test himself – to see if he had extinguished passion in himself.” But Theophan warned him against this, “for it is only the great saints who are able to do it, and he, by acting in this way, was engaging in self-deception and was on a dangerous path.” To the rumours about bathhouses were now added rumours that Rasputin had been a khlyst sectarian in Siberia, and had taken his co-religionists to bathhouses there. Apparently the Tsar heard these rumours, for he told the Tsarina not to receive Rasputin for a time. For the khlysts, a sect that indulged in orgies in order to stimulate repentance thereafter, were very influential among the intelligentsia, especially the literary intelligentsia, of the time. It was at that point that the former spiritual father of Rasputin in Siberia, Fr. Makary, was summoned to Tsarskoe Selo, perhaps on the initiative of the Tsarina. On June 23, 1909 the Tsar recorded that Fr. Makary, Rasputin and Bishop Theophan came to tea. There it was decided that Bishop Theophan, who was beginning to have doubts about Rasputin, and Fr. Makary, who had a good opinion of him, should go to Rasputin’s house in Pokrovskoe and investigate. Bishop Theophan was unwell and did not want to go. But “I took myself in hand and in the second half of June 1909 set off with Rasputin and Monk Makary of the Verkhoturye Monastery, whom Rasputin called and acknowledged to be his ‘elder’”. The trip, far from placating Vladyka’s suspicions, only confirmed them, so that he concluded that Rasputin did not “occupy the highest level of spiritual life”. On the way back from Siberia, as he himself testified, he “stopped at the Sarov monastery and asked God’s help in correctly answering the question of who and what Rasputin was. I returned to Petersburg convinced that Rasputin… was on a false path.” While in Sarov, Vladyka had asked to stay alone in the cell in which St. Seraphim had reposed. He was there for a long time praying, and when he did not come out, the brothers finally decided to enter. They found Vladyka in a deep swoon. He did not explain what had happened to him there. But he did relate his meeting with Blessed Pasha of Sarov the next year, in 1911. The eldress and fool-for-Christ jumped onto a bench and snatched the portraits of the Tsar and Tsarina that were hanging on the wall, cast them to the ground and trampled on them. Then she ordered her cell-attendant to put them into the attic. This was clearly a prophecy of the revolution of 1917. And when Vladyka told it to the Tsar, he stood with head bowed and without saying a word. Evidently he had heard similar prophecies… Blessed Pasha then gave Vladyka a prophecy for himself personally. She hurled a ball of some kind of white matter onto his knees, which, on unwinding, he found to be the shroud of a dead man. “That means death!” he thought. But then she ran up and seized the shroud from his hands, muttering: “The Mother of God will deliver… Our All-Holy Lady will save!” This was a prophecy of Vladyka’s near-mortal illness in Serbia several years later, when he was saved from death by the Mother of God… On returning from Sarov, Vladyka conferred with Archimandrite Benjamin and together with him summoned Rasputin. “When Rasputin came to see us, we, to his surprise, denounced him for his arrogant pride, for holding himself in higher regard than was seemly, and for being in a state of spiritual deception. He was completely taken aback and started crying, and instead of trying to justify himself admitted that he had made mistakes. And he agreed to our demand that he withdraw from the world and place himself under my guidance.” Rasputin then promised “to tell no one about our meeting with him.” “Rejoicing in our success, we conducted a prayer service… But, as it turned out, he then went to Tsarskoe Selo and recounted everything there in a
Enemy of Rasputin
In 1910, for the sake of his health, Vladyka was transferred to the see of
Tauris and Simferopol in the Crimea. Far from separating him from the royal
family, this enabled him to see more of them during their summer vacation in
Livadia. He was able to use the tsar’s automobile, so as to go on drives into
the mountains, enjoy the wonderful scenery and breathe in the pure air.
He often recalled how he celebrated the Divine Liturgy in the palace. And
how the Tsarina and her daughters chanted on the kliros. This chanting was
always prayerful and concentrated.
Vladyka used to say: “During this service they chanted and read with such
exalted, holy veneration! In all this there was a genuine, lofty, purely
monastic spirit. And with what trembling, with what radiant tears they
approached the Holy Chalice!”
“The sovereign would always begin every day with prayer in church.
Exactly at eight o’clock he would enter the palace church. By that time the
serving priest had already finished the proskomedia and read the hours. With
the entry of the Tsar the priest intoned: ‘Blessed is the Kingdom of the Father
and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, now and ever and unto the ages of ages.
Amen.’ And exactly at nine o’clock the Liturgy ended. There were no
abbreviations or omissions. And the priest did not give the impression of
being in a hurry. The secret lay in the fact that there were no pauses at all.
This enabled the Liturgy to be completed within one hour. For the priest this
was an obligatory condition. The sovereign always prayed very ardently.
Each petition in the litany, each prayer found a lively response in his soul.
“After the Divine service the working day of the sovereign began.”
However, the issue of Rasputin was destined to bring an end to this idyllic
phase in the relations between Vladyka Theophan and the Royal Family.
“After a while,” testifies Vladyka, “rumours reached me that Rasputin had
resumed his former way of life and was undertaking something against us… I
decided to resort to a final measure – to denounce him openly and to
communicate everything to the former emperor. It was not, however, the
emperor who received me but his wife in the presence of the maid of honour
Vyrubova.
“I spoke for about an hour and demonstrated that Rasputin was in a state
of spiritual deception… The former empress grew agitated and objected,
citing theological works… I destroyed all her arguments, but she… reiterated
them: ‘It is all falsehood and slander’… I concluded the conversation by
saying that I could no longer have anything to do with Rasputin… I think
Rasputin, as a cunning person, explained to the royal family that my speaking
against him was because I envied his closeness to the Family… that I wanted
to push him out of the way.
“After my conversation with the empress, Rasputin came to see me as if
nothing had happened, having apparently decided that the empress’s
displeasure had intimidated me… However, I told him in no uncertain terms,
‘Go away, you are a fraud.’ Rasputin fell on his knees before me and asked
my forgiveness… But again I told him, ‘Go away, you have violated a
promise given before God.’ Rasputin left, and I did not see him again.”
At this point Vladyka received a “Confession” from a former devotee of
Rasputin’s. On reading this, he understood that Rasputin was “a wolf in
sheep’s clothing” and “a sectarian of the Khlyst type” who “taught his
followers not to reveal his secrets even to their confessors. For if there is
allegedly no sin in what these sectarians do, then their confessors need not be
made aware of it.”
“Availing myself of that written confession, I wrote the former emperor a
second letter… in which I declared that Rasputin not only was in a state of
spiritual deception but was also a criminal in the religious and moral sense…
In the moral sense because, as it followed from the ‘confession’, Father
Grigory had seduced his victims.”
There was no reply to this letter. “I sensed that they did not want to hear
me out and understand… It all depressed me so much that I became quite ill –
it turned out I had palsy of the facial nerve.”
In fact, Vladyka’s letter had reached the Tsar, and the scandal surrounding
the rape of the children’s nurse, Vishnyakova, whose confessor was Vladyka,
could no longer be concealed. Vishnyakova herself testified to the
Extraordinary Commission that she had been raped by Rasputin during a
visit to Verkhoturye Monastery in Tobolsk province, a journey undertaken at
the empress’s suggestion.
“Upon our return to Petrograd, I reported everything to the empress, and I
also told Bishop Theophan in a private meeting with him. The empress did
not give any heed to my words and said that everything Rasputin does is
holy. From that time forth I did not see Rasputin, and in 1913 I was dismissed
from my duties as nurse. I was also reprimanded for frequenting the Right
Reverend Theophan.”
Another person in on the secret was the maid of honour Sophia Tyutcheva.
As she witnessed to the Commission, she was summoned to the Tsar.
“You have guessed why I summoned you. What is going on in the
nursery?”
She told him.
“So you too do not believe in Rasputin’s holiness?”
She replied that she did not.
“But what will you say if I tell you that I have lived all these years only
thanks to his prayers?”
Then he “began saying that he did not believe any of the stories, that the
impure always sticks to the pure, and that he did not understand what had
suddenly happened to Theophan, who had always been so fond of Rasputin.
During this time he pointed to a letter from Theophan on his desk.”
“’You, your majesty, are too pure of heart and do not see what filth
surrounds you.’ I said that it filled me with fear that such a person could be
near the grand duchesses.
“’Am I then the enemy of my own children?’ the sovereign objected.
“He asked me never to mention Rasputin’s name in conversation. In order
for that to take place, I asked the sovereign to arrange things so that Rasputin
would never appear in the children’s wing.”
But her wish was not granted, and both Vishnyakova and Tyutcheva
would not long remain in the tsar’s service…
It was at about this time that the newspapers began to write against
Rasputin. And a member of the circle of the Grand Duchess Elizabeth
Fyodorovna, Michael Alexandrovich Novoselov, the future bishop and
hieromartyr of the Catacomb Church, published a series of articles
condemning Rasputin.
"Why do the bishops,” he wrote, “who are well acquainted with the
activities of this blatant deceiver and corrupter, keep silent?… Where is their
grace, if through laziness or lack of courage they does not keep watch over the
purity of the faith of the Church of God and allow the lascivious khlyst to do
the works of darkness under the mask of light?"
The brochure was forbidden and confiscated while it was still at the
printer's, and the newspaper
The Voice of Moscow was heavily fined for
publishing excerpts from it. In November, 1910, Bishop Theophan went to the Crimea to recover from this illness. But he did not give up, and inundated his friend Bishop Hermogen with letters. It was his aim to enlist this courageous fighter against freethinking in his fight against Rasputin. But this was difficult because it had been none other than Vladyka Theophan who had at some time introduced Rasputin to Bishop Hermogen, speaking of him, as Bishop Hermogen himself said, “in the most laudatory terms.” Indeed, for a time Bishop Hermogen and Rasputin had become allies in the struggle against freethinking and modernism. Unfortunately, a far less reliable person then joined himself to Rasputin’s circle – Sergius Trophanov, in monasticism Iliodor, one of Bishop Theophan’s students at the academy, who later became a Baptist, married and had seven children. Fr. Iliodor built a large church in Tsaritsyn on the Volga, and began to draw thousands to it with his fiery sermons against the Jews and the intellectuals and the capitalists. He invited Rasputin to join him in Tsaritsyn and become the elder of a convent there. Rasputin agreed. However, Iliodor’s inflammatory sermons were not pleasing to the authorities, and in January, 1911 he was transferred to a monastery in Tula diocese. But he refused to go, locked himself in his church in Tsaritsyn and declared a hunger-strike. Bishop Hermogen supported him, but the tsar did not, and ordered him to be removed from Tsaritsyn. However, at this point Rasputin, who had taken a great liking to Iliodor, intervened, and as Anya Vyubova testified, “Iliodor remained in Tsaritsyn thanks to Rasputin’s personal entreaties”. From now on, Olga Lokhtina would bow down to Rasputin as “Lord of hosts” and to Iliodor as “Christ”… When Rasputin’s bad actions began to come to light, Hermogen vacillated for a long time. However, having made up his mind that Vladyka Theophan was right, and having Iliodor on his side now too, he decided to bring the matter up before the Holy Synod, of which he was a member, at its next session. Before that, however, he determined to denounce Rasputin to his face. This took place on December 16, 1911. According to Iliodor’s account, Hermogen, clothed in hierarchical vestments and holding a cross in his hand, “took hold of the head of the ‘elder’ with his left hand, and with his right started beating him on the head with the cross and shouting in a terrifying voice, ‘Devil! I forbid you in God’s name to touch the female sex. Brigand! I forbid you to enter the royal household and to have anything to do with the tsarina! As a mother brings forth the child in the cradle, so the holy Church through its prayers, blessings, and heroic feats has nursed that great and sacred thing of the people, the autocratic rule of the tsars. And now you, scum, are destroying it, you are smashing our holy vessels, the bearers of autocratic power… Fear God, fear His life-giving cross!” Then they forced Rasputin to swear that he would leave the palace. According to one version of events, Rasputin swore, but immediately told the empress what had happened. According to another, he refused, after which Vladyka Hermogen cursed him. In any case, on the same day, December 16, five years later, he was killed… Then Bishop Hermogen went to the Holy Synod. First he gave a speech against the khlysty. Then he charged Rasputin with khlyst tendencies. Unfortunately, only a minority of the bishops supported the courageous bishop. The majority followed the over-procurator in expressing dissatisfaction with his interference “in things that were not of his concern”. Vladyka Hermogen was then ordered to return to his diocese. As the director of the chancery of the over-procurator witnessed, “he did not obey the order and, as I heard, asked by telegram for an audience with the tsar, indicating that he had an important matter to discuss, but was turned down.” The telegram read as follows: “Tsar Father! I have devoted my whole life to the service of the Church and the Throne. I have served zealously, sparing no effort. The sun of my life has long passed midday and my hair has turned white. And now in my declining years, like a criminal, I am being driven out of the capital in disgrace by you, the Sovereign. I am ready to go wherever it may please you, but before I do, grant me an audience, and I will reveal a secret to you.” But the Tsar rejected his plea. On receiving this rejection, Bishop Hermogen began to weep. And then he suddenly said: “They will kill the tsar, they will kill the tsar, they will surely kill him.”
Bishop of Astrakhan
The opponents of Rasputin now felt the fury of the Tsar. Bishop Hermogen
and Iliodor were exiled to remote monasteries. And Vladyka Theophan was
transferred to the see of Astrakhan.
Before departing from the Crimea, Vladyka called on Rasputin’s friend, the
deputy over-procurator Damansky. He told him: “Rasputin is a vessel of the
devil, and the time will come when the Lord will chastise him and those who
protect him.”
Later, in October, 1913, Rasputin tried to take his revenge on Vladyka by
bribing the widow of a Yalta priest who knew Vladyka, Olga Apollonovna
Popova, to say that Vladyka had said that he had had relations with the
empress. The righteous widow rejected his money and even spat in his face.
Vladyka’s health, which was in general not good because of his very
ascetic way of life since his youth, was made worse by the climate in
Astrakhan. He contracted malaria and a lung disease. Grand Duchess
Elizabeth pleaded with her sister not to forbid him to receive treatment in the
Crimea, but the request was turned down. Later, however, the grand duchess
did manage to get Vladyka transferred to the see of Poltava.
In spite of the Tsarina’s hostility to Bishop Theophan with regard to
Rasputin, Vladyka always had the highest opinion of the Tsarina and always
defended her against those who would slander her.
Although suffering from ill health and deeply grieving over his break with
the royal family and Rasputin’s continuing hold over them, Vladyka
Theophan quickly won the respect and love of his flock in Astrakhan.
Once, on the namesday of the Tsar, Vladyka went out with his clergy to
serve a prayer service for the health of his Majesty in the middle of the
cathedral. But in front of him, nearer the altar, stood what seemed to be,
judging from his clothes, a Muslim. It turned out later that this was the
Persian consul dressed in extravagant finery, with orders and a sabre, and a
turban on his head. Vladyka, pale, weak and ill, asked the consul through a
deacon to step to one side or stand with the other official persons, with the
generals behind the bishop’s throne. The consul remained in his place and
made no reply to Vladyka’s request. After waiting for several minutes,
Vladyka sent the superior of the church to request the consul not to stand
between the altar and Vladyka and clergy, but to stand to one side. The
consul did not move. Vladyka waited, without beginning the official prayer
service. And yet the whole leadership of the province and the city, together
with the military in parade uniform, were gathered in the church. On the
square in front of the church were soldiers drawn up for parade.
Again they went up to the consul and asked him to go to one side and not
to stand between the clergy and the altar, the more so as he was dressed in
such demonstrative attire. Instead of replying, the consul pointed at the clock,
and then angrily said:
“Convey to your Hierarch that the prayer service should have been started
long ago as indicated in the official timetable, a prayer service for the
prosperity of his Majesty the Emperor. For this delay, he - your Hierarch - will
answer for his stubbornness. He has delayed the prayer service for a whole
half-hour!”
When Bishop Theophan was informed of the consul’s reply, he asked them
to convey to him the message:
“It is not I, but you, who are delaying the prayer service. And until you go
to one side, the prayer service will not begin.”
When he heard that, the consul demonstratively left the church casting
furious looks and mumbling threats. Immediately Vladyka began the service
and the choir intoned the Te Deum.
As was to be expected, the consul made a protest to the Tsar, accusing the
“audacious hierarch who had stopped the Te Deum for the health of the Tsar
from proceeding normally”, and who, being a “hierarch in disgrace”, had
attempted to make a political act out of the incident. But then the opposite of
what was expected happened. The Tsar and Tsarina approved of Bishop
Theophan’s act…
Before that good news arrived, however, Vladyka had been comforted in
another way, during Vespers in the church: “I had so much pain because of
the Persian consul and I felt so ill… One evening, when I was serving in the
cathedral, I saw St. Theodore the General in a coat of mail… Lord, what joy!
How that comforted me! All my sadness and tiredness vanished in an instant.
I understood that the Lord approved of my firmness and that He was sending
me his martyr to support me… “
Another comfort came in a letter to him from the paralysed Schema-Nun
Eugenia, who had the gift of clairvoyance: “I’m having a dream. Some black,
threatening clouds have covered the sky. Suddenly the holy Bishop Joasaph
of Belgorod appeared. He read a long manuscript, then tore it up, and at that
moment the sun reappeared behind the clouds. Soon it was shining clearly
and tenderly… Glory to Thee, O Lord!”
On March 8/21, 1913 Vladyka was transferred from Astrakhan to Poltava.
As he was leaving Astrakhan, writes someone who knew him well, “there
took place an unusually vivid incident, which in itself witnessed to the
loftiness and spirituality of his soul, and his truly pastoral relationship to his
flock. Before, the people in Astrakhan had protested decisively against his
transfer to Poltava. But he nevertheless had to go, a huge crowd assembled at
the station, and several hundred people lay on the rails in front of the train to
stop it from going. This continued for several hours until they finally
managed to free the railway line. I personally think that this is the most vivid
event in the story of his life. The people, the flock felt, understood the
loftiness of his soul, the soul of their archpastor, and witnessed this love of
theirs and understanding, perhaps in too primitive a way, but truly with all
their soul, mind and heart. Nobody ever heard of a similar incident with
Archbishop of Poltava
Church life was at a low level when Vladyka came to his new diocese, and
hardly anyone attended the services. And so “I prayed to the Guardian
Angels of my flock to make to be born in them a zeal for God, to excite in their
souls a thirst for prayer and penitence. That is so important. With penitence,
there is no true prayer. Only he who feels himself to be infinitely guilty before
God truly prays.”
And his prayers were answered. The church began to fill up. And the
people began to pray with fervour; the zeal of the archbishop communicated
itself to all the clergy.
Vladyka also paid attention to the chanting in church. He looked for
someone who knew church chant since childhood to direct the choir. And he
founded a “chanting school” for the chanters. The pupils were entirely looked
after by the diocese and lived near the episcopal palace. They had to know the
words of the chants by heart and understand their meaning perfectly. The
child voices of Poltava were soon recognized to be among the best in Russia.
Vladyka also attended rehearsals and chose the chants. He saw it that the
choir became well-known not only through the technical perfection of its
chanting, but also through its truly liturgical spirit. The people understood
this immediately, and the church services were from then on very well
attended.
Instead of the pagan celebrations of the New Year, Vladyka instituted a
solemn Te Deum at midnight, during which the choir sang marvelously and
the cathedral was full to bursting…
So popular did Vladyka become that when he arrived at the cathedral on
feast days he found his path covered with flowers…
In 1913 the Russian Church celebrated the 300
th anniversary of thefounding of the Romanov dynasty. Patriarch Gregory of Antioch came to the
celebrations, and during the solemn service in his honour in the Pochaev
Lavra the litanies were pronounced in Greek by Archbishop Anthony
(Khrapovitsky) of Volhynia, the host, in Latin by Archbishop Theophan and
in other languages by the other priests.
In Poltava a whole series of incidents took place which testified to the
loftiness of Vladyka Theophan, who had visions and revelations from God
.
In Poltava there lived an exceptionally pious married couple, who were
devoted to Vladyka Theophan. When the husband died, the widow, being in
indescribable sorrow, asked Vladyka whether he could tell her what was the
fate of her dead spouse in the other life. Vladyka replied that perhaps after a
period of time he would be in a condition to give a reply to her question.
Vladyka prayed that this should be revealed to him, and after a certain time
he consoled the widow, saying that God had had mercy on her husband.
Prince Zhevakhov, who later became Bishop Ioasaph, asked Vladyka about
the fate beyond the grave of the Bishop of Belgorod who had been found
hanged in the lavatory of the archiepiscopal podvorye. Had his soul perished?
Vladyka Theophan replied that the bishop had not perished, since he had not
laid hands on himself, but this had been done by the demons. It turned out
that this house was being reconstructed, and there had been a house church in
it before. But the atheist-minded builders had blasphemously built a lavatory
in the place where there had been the altar. When holy places are defiled or
where a murder or suicide is committed, the grace of God leaves, and demons
settle there. It is difficult to say whether this bishop was guilty of this
blasphemy, but he became the victim of the demons.
Once a married couple came to the archbishop complaining about the
behaviour of their beloved son, who, though pious in his childhood, no longer
went to church, but returned home late at night in a drunken state. Weeping,
they asked him to pray for their son.
The son came home late again one night and began to curse and swear. The
next morning he could not get out of bed. He did not eat or speak, was
feverish and gradually wasted away. His parents were beginning to lose all
hope of a cure when they turned to the archbishop again.
The sick boy was already unconscious, and was groaning and crying. Then
he came to himself and said that a monk had come to him in his delirium and
had said:
“If you don’t correct yourself, and turn from the path of sin, you will die
and perish without fail!”
The sick boy wept and swore that he would correct himself. Gradually he
began to eat again, and the illness left him. As soon as he could walk, he went
to the cathedral to pray and shed tears of penitence. After the service he
approached the server to kiss the cross and was amazed to recognize in the
archbishop the monk who had appeared to him in his illness! From then on,
the young man visited the archbishop frequently, thanked him for praying for
him, asked him to forgive him and reiterated his promise to reform his life.
Another rich couple came to the archbishop, complaining about their son,
too. Under the influence of bad companions, he was living a debauched life
and paid no heed to their pleas. They sought help from the archbishop, but at
the same time continued to indulge their son, giving him money. The
archbishop advised them to stop giving him money, to be severe with him.
But they replied that in their opinion this was not Christian.
“No,” they said, “we want to raise him with love in a Christian spirit.
When he gets bigger he will understand and will appreciate our kindness.”
The archbishop could only keep silent. The boy got bigger and became
more and more disobedient. Not content with asking for money, he
demanded it and even robbed his parents of it. They turned to the archbishop
asking him what to do. He gave them the same advice. They again rejected it.
Finally the boy left his parents’ house and gave himself up completely to
debauchery. The parents cursed him and when they came back weeping to
the archbishop, they recognized their error. But it was already too late.
“Certain parents,” concluded the archbishop while telling this story,
“before beginning to educate their children should educate themselves, or
rather re-educate themselves in the spirit of Christianity. Then what
happened in this family would not happen with them.”
A private correspondent writes: “This is a story related by the wife of
Professor L.V.I of Poltava theological seminary on what happened in their
family.
“In 1915 her son, an officer, whose bride was in Poltava, returned on leave
from the front. This officer’s leave ended in Paschal week. The young people
wanted to be crowned before the departure of the bridegroom. L.V. knew
Vladyka Theophan well and he loved the whole of their family. And L.V.
came to Vladyka and asked for his blessing on the marriage on one of the
days of Paschal week. Vladyka, who was always attentive and ready to help
anyone who asked, this time fell into sad thought and said that he wanted
first to look at the canons, and then he would give his answer.
“A few days later the mother of the bridegroom again came to Vladyka.
Vladyka said firmly: ‘I cannot bless the marriage of your children on these
Paschal days, since the Church does not allow it and for the young people
there will be great unhappiness if they do not obey the Church.’
“The mother was terribly upset and threatened the Archbishop with many
unpleasantnesses. She thought that Vladyka, as a strict ascetic, did not
understand life and for that reason was not allowing the marriage in
completely exceptional circumstances.
“In spite of the Archbishop’s ban, they found a priest who agreed to carry
out their marriage. After the marriage, the officer departed, having left his
young wife in Poltava. But from this moment all trace of him was lost. In spite
of all the inquiries of the mother and young wife, nobody could tell them
where he was or what had happened to him.
“In relating this, L.V. wept bitterly. She used to say that the wife was in a
terrible condition. There was one man whom she wanted to marry. L.V.
herself wanted this, for she was convinced that her son was no longer among
the living, but at the same time there were no facts, and the wife, not knowing
for certain about the death of her husband, could not marry for a second time.
This lack of knowledge tormented both the mother and the young woman.
L.V. wept and said: ‘How great Vladyka Archbishop Theophan was! And we
valued him so little, we did not understand and did not obey…’
“The inhabitants of Poltava always remembered how the prayers of
Vladyka Theophan healed the sick, and how by his prayers he turned many
from sin.”
There was a well-off family with two maid servants. One of them died, and
it was discovered after her death that a large sum of money had disappeared.
Suspicion fell upon the surviving maid servant. She wept and implored the
Mother of God to show where the money was hidden. The Mother of God
answered her prayer: one day, the dead woman appeared to Archbishop
Theophan and showed him the place where the money was buried…
A similar incident had taken place a few years before, when Vladyka was
Bishop of Simferopol. A young man whom Vladyka had known died, and
then appeared to him and asked him for his holy prayers to help him pass
through the “toll-houses”. Vladyka prayed, and the young man appeared to
him again, thanking him for his prayers and asking him to celebrate a
thanksgiving service.
“But you are dead! It is a pannikhida that we must celebrate for you, and
not a Te Deum!”
“They told it me over there, they’ve allowed it for me… The point is that
over there we are all alive, there are no dead amongst us!”
Then he explained how he had died and passed into the next life, but the
person who passed on this story did not understand Archbishop Theophan’s
words.
Once the administration of the diocese received a letter from one of the
parishes complaining that their priest had given himself to black magic and
sorcery. He was naturally red-haired, but one night he had become brown,
then violet and now he was green! The priest was summoned. Weeping, he
explained:
“My wife reproached me for always being red-haired. ‘You should at least
dye your beard!’ And I dyed it black. And then during the night the dye
disappeared, and it became violet, and now it is becoming green… Forgive
me, for Christ’s sake! There’s no sorcery here, just cowardice!”
“Your fault,” replied the archbishop, “consists in having led these little
ones into error. They didn’t understand what was happening and basically
they have not acted wrongly. One cannot accuse them of anything. It’s you
who should ask their forgiveness and be more prudent in the future. I am not
going to impose a penance on you: you are a priest and can impose it on
yourself.”
And he added, after telling this story:
“We had to send someone to the parish to explain matters to the
parishioners and reassure them.”
On another occasion, as Archbishop Averky tells the story, “one of the
priests of the Poltava diocese related that when Vladyka was touring his
diocese the priests who had modernist tendencies were afraid to appear
before him. If Vladyka saw that an priest’s beard and hair were obviously
trimmed short or that there was some other irregularity he would say very
gently and tactfully:
“’And you, Batyushka, would you be so kind as to go and spend a month
in such-and-such a monastery?’”
Vladyka’s typical day in Poltava was distributed as follows. He would rise
from sleep in the second half of the night and carry out his prayer rule. In the
morning, when the bell sounded, he would go into the house church, where
the hieromonk on duty was performing the morning service and the Divine
Liturgy. After the Liturgy Vladyka would drink some coffee and withdraw to
his study, where he occupied himself with diocesan affairs, and then went
over to the reading of his beloved Holy Fathers. He wrote much. In the
afternoon would come lunch. Weather permitting, he would go into the
garden for a time and walk around praying the Jesus prayer. Then he would
again withdraw to his study. When the bell sounded for Vespers, he would go
to the church. After Compline he would receive visitors. After supper there
would be free time for conversation with his clergy and work in his study.
His study was furnished in the simplest way possible. In the corner stood
an iron bed with planks instead of a mattress, on which Vladyka took a little
sleep. There were many icons, Vladyka prayed in front of them for a long
time with a candle in his hand in spite of the lighted lampadas. His food was
the simplest, and he ate very little. When he was very tired from meeting
people, he would withdraw for a few days to the Lubny Holy Transfiguration
The Revolution
The abdication of the Tsar, whom Archbishop Theophan greatly loved and
admired, was a terrible shock for him as for all the true believers. Soon the
Provisional Government set up an Extraordinary Commission to investigate
the truth about the relationship between the Tsarina and Rasputin. Vladyka
was summoned and testified that he had never had any doubt about the
complete purity of these relations. As former confessor of the Tsarina, he
declared officially that on her side the relationship was motivated only by her
care for the Tsarevich, and the undoubted success that Rasputin had in saving
the Tsarevich’s life while the doctors had shown themselves to be completely
helpless. As for the other rumours, these were lies and slanders… With regard
to Rasputin himself, Vladyka considered that he was not a hypocrite, but was
a simple man who had suffered a terrible spiritual catastrophe and had fallen,
a fall that had been willed by those around him and which they had treated as
just a joke…
As Archbishop of Poltava, Vladyka was sent as a delegate to the Local
Council of the Russian Orthodox Church in Moscow in 1917-18. The novice
who served him at the time said:
“The archbishop and I left Poltava and arrived in Moscow. Nobody
greeted us and we did not know what to do. We went to a monastery, but felt
that we were not welcome. They had nothing to eat. They gave only a bowl of
soup with some thin cabbage which his Eminence Theophan was not able to
swallow because of the weakness of his stomach. We had to leave. A student
gave his room for some days… I wrote an urgent letter to Poltava requesting
that someone bring some food, for there they had everything. An
archimandrite arrived with food. Finally, he obtained for us some lodgings in
the Kremlin, in which some other hierarchs were already living. They were
starving: the archbishop had to nourish them. I did not attend the Council
sessions, I didn’t hear the speeches, I could only observe things from the
outside… I remember some attacks against Metropolitan Macarius [of
Moscow], a holy man. He left the assembly room, but with a smile…”
During the Council, some modernist clergy, future renovationist heretics,
came up to Vladyka and said:
“We respect you and venerate you, Vladyko. We know your principled
firmness, your faithfulness to the Church, your wisdom. But you yourself see
how fast the waves of time are rolling; they are changing everything, and
changing us also… There was a monarchy, there was an autocratic Tsar, and
now there is nothing of all that. We must, whether we like it or not, make
concessions to the changes. As the great teacher of the Church, St. John
Chrysostom said so well, we must sometimes, so as to guide the vessel of the
Church up to the harbour, give in to the waves and currents so as to await the
favourable moment and bring the ship into the haven… That’s how it is now,
the Church must yield a little…”
“Yes,” replied the Archbishop, “but yield what?”
“You must be with the majority! Otherwise with whom will you remain?
You must yield, the wisdom of the Church demands it. Otherwise you will
consign yourself to complete solitude.”
“’The majority can frighten me,’ said St. Basil the Great, ‘but it can never
convince me… ‘To continue the thought of the holy bishop, let us say that it is
not solitude that is frightening, but the renunciation of the truth. And that
means that it is necessary to remaining without weakening in the Lord Jesus
Christ. It is on Him that the whole of the Church stands as on her foundation.
‘For other foundation can no man lay than that which has been laid, Jesus
Christ’ (I Corinthians 3.11). And that is why we must not be, as the Apostle
says, like ‘children, tossed to and fro, and carried about with every wind of
doctrine, by the sleight of men, and cunning craftiness, whereby they lie in
wait to deceive’ (Ephesians 4.14). We must firmly hold on to what we have
received from the Fathers of the Church. As is so well said in the kontakion of
the Feast of the Holy Fathers of the First Ecumenical Council: ‘The preaching
of the Apostles and the doctrines of the Fathers confirmed the one Faith of the
Church. And wearing the garment of truth woven from the theology on
high…’ This ‘garment’ is the clothing of the Church, the teaching received
from the Fathers of the ancient Church, which they themselves received from
the preaching of the Apostles. And the holy Apostles received it from the very
Source of Truth, our Lord Jesus Christ….
“As for the question with whom we shall remain if we do not rejoin those
who are ready to make a revolution in the Church, the reply is perfectly clear:
we shall remain without moving with those who for the last two thousand
years have formed the body of the One, Holy, Catholic and Apostolic Church
on earth, although this is the Church of the Heavens. We also in a certain
sense have entered this Heavenly Church, through the saints and first of all
through him who baptised Russia, St. Vladimir, and through all the saints,
known and unknown, beginning with Saints Anthony and Theodosius of the
Kiev Caves, via Saints Sergius of Radonezh and Seraphim of Sarov, and all
the saints and martyrs of our Russian land, which is protected by the
Heavenly Queen, she who intercedes for us.”
“And with whom will you, brothers, remain, if with all your numbers you
give yourselves up to the will of the waves of contemporary life? They have
already swept you into the flabbiness of Kerensky’s regime, and soon they
will push you under the yoke of the cruel Lenin, into the claws of the red
beast.”
The church modernists silently left him…
Vladyka Theophan recounted the witticism that went the rounds in the
Council: “Archbishop Anthony Khrapovitsky is the most intelligent.
Metropolitan Tikhon of Moscow is the gentlest. And Archbishop Anastasy
Gribanovsky is the wisest in a special sense…”
During the Council, Archbishop Theophan was appointed head of a
commission entrusted with investigating the heresy of the name-worshippers,
a heresy that had broken out among the Russian monks of Mount Athos five
years earlier and which had been supported by Vladyka’s old enemy,
Rasputin. This was a natural appointment, since Vladyka’s master’s thesis
had been on the Name of God.
He prepared a report on the subject, but unfortunately the red terror cut
short the proceedings of the Council. The commission (whose deputy
president was the heretic Fr. Sergius Bulgakov) did not meet, and it is not
now known where this report is. All we have is Vladyka’s succinct but precise
formula: “The Divinity rests
in the Name of God”, which is an implicit
rejection of the name-worshippers’ thesis that the Name of God
is God.
On returning to Poltava, Vladyka Theophan had to suffer much from the
Ukrainian autocephalists who, on seizing power, demanded that he serve a
triumphant requiem liturgy for Ivan Mazeppa in Poltava cathedral. Mazeppa
was the favourite of Peter the Great who had betrayed him at the battle of
Poltava in 1712 and had then been anathematised by the Church. But Vladyka
said:
“I cannot do this. I do not have the right to do what you ask me because
the Church has anathematised Ivan Mazeppa for his treachery. I am not
entitled to lift the anathema, which was hurled by the highest representatives
of the Church at that time.”
“But it was the Muscovites who did it!”
“No, you are mistaken. There was no patriarchate at that time. The Church
was ruled by the patriarchal locum tenens, Metropolitan Stephen Yavorsky,
who was from the Western Ukraine. Besides, Tsar Peter surrounded himself
precisely with Ukrainians, who were more educated…”
For his principled refusal, Vladyka was put in prison, and was released
only when the government of Petlyura was overthrown and the White Army
liberated Poltava. After Vladyka’s exile to Serbia, the struggle against the
autocephalists and renovationists was continued by his close disciple, the
Exile in Serbia
Civil war erupted between the Reds and the Whites, and by the beginning
of 1920 it was clear that the Reds, who had already carried unparalleled
atrocities against church property and church servers, were going to win. In
the same year Archbishop Theophan became a member of the Higher Church
Administration of the South of Russia, formed in accordance with the decree
of Patriarch Tikhon and the Holy Synod, ukaz
№ 362 of November 7/20,
1920. Almost immediately, at the suggestion of the White army commanders,
who said that their departure would be merely provisional, the HCA
prepared to flee southwards from the invasion of the barbarians.
The first stage of the journey took them to Stavropol, and then to
Ekaterinodar in the Northern Caucasus. Coming out of Ekaterinodar
cathedral, the president of the HCA, Metropolitan Anthony (Khrapovitsky) of
Kiev, asked the thousands of worshippers whether they should stay in Russia
or leave. The people shouted that they should leave and pray for them in the
lands beyond the sea. A Te Deum was celebrated, and the immense crowd
prayed and wept. The Cossacks came to bid farewell to their hierarchs.
Then the hierarchs set off with the remnants of the White Army for the
Crimea, the last refuge of Free and Orthodox Russia. They settled in the
monastery of St. George in Sevastopol. Three months later, they left for
Constantinople.
Helen Yurievna Kontzevich writes: “[Vladyka Theophan] departed from
Russia on a steamship along with Metropolitans Anthony (Khrapovitsky) and
Platon and Bishop Benjamin (Fedchenko). They discussed the situation of the
Church the whole way. Bishop Theophan’s position differed from the united
opinion of the other bishops, who stood for the path of church politics, and
they parted ways.”
However, these differences did not reveal themselves to be serious at that
time, and in 1921 Vladyka, together with the whole Higher Church
Administration, moved to Yugoslavia at the invitation of Patriarch Demetrius
of Serbia, and took part in November of the same year in the First Russian
All-Emigration Council in Sremsky-Karlovtsy.
Nicholas Zernov, a participant in this Council, describes Vladyka
Theophan at this time: “The Archbishop of Poltava Theophan (Bystrov, 1874-
1940) was a learned man and an ascetic, withdrawn from the world. His head
bowed, his voice scarcely audible, he sometimes celebrated in the Athonite
podvoryes. He seemed completely immersed in prayer and indifferent to the
world around him, but there came out from him a power that was his own
and which fixed people’s attention on this fragile old man.”
The most important decision of this Council was the call for the restoration
of the Romanov dynasty to the throne of Russia. In this connection, it is
interesting to note the letter which Archbishop Theophan wrote to Helen
Yurievna Kontzevich in 1930 on the subject of the coming Tsar: “You ask me
about the near future and about the approaching last times. I do not speak on
my own, but am saying that which was revealed to me by the Elders, The
coming of the Antichrist draws nigh and is very near. The time separating us
from him can be counted a matter of years, and at the most a matter of some
decades. But before the coming of the Antichrist Russia must yet be restored -
to be sure, for a short time. And in Russia there must be a Tsar forechosen by
the Lord Himself. He will be a man of burning faith, great mind and iron will.
This much has been revealed about him. We shall await the fulfilment of what
has been revealed. Judging by many signs it is drawing nigh, unless because
of our sins the Lord God shall revoke it, and alter what has been promised.
According to the witness of the word of God, this also might happen.”
And to another visitor he wrote: "O Russia, Russia! How terribly she has
sinned before the goodness of the Lord. The Lord God deigned to give Russia
that which He gave to no other people on earth. And this people has turned
out to be so ungrateful. It has left Him, renounced Him, and for that reason
the Lord has given it over to be tormented by demons. The demons have
entered into the souls of men and the people of Russia has become possessed,
literally demon-possessed. And all the terrible things that we hear have been
done and are being done in Russia: all the blasphemies, the militant atheism
and the fighting against God – all this is taking place because of the demonpossession.
But the possession will pass through the ineffable mercy of God,
and the people will be healed. The people will turn to repentance, to faith.
This will take place when nobody expects it. Orthodoxy will be regenerated in
her and will triumph. But that Orthodoxy which was before will no longer
exist. The great elders said that Russia would be regenerated, that the people
itself would re-establish the Orthodox Monarchy. A powerful Tsar will be
placed by God Himself on the Throne. He will be a great reformer and he will
have a strong Orthodox faith. He will depose the unfaithful hierarchs of the
Church, and will himself be an outstanding personality, with a pure, holy
soul. He will have a strong will. He will come from the dynasty of the
Romanovs according to the maternal line. He will be a chosen one of God,
obedient to Him in all things. He will transfigure Siberia. But this Russia will
not continue to exist for long. Soon that will take place which the Apostle
John speaks of in the Apocalypse.”
And again he said, as witnessed by Archbishop Averky: “In Russia, the
elders said, in accordance with the will of the people, the Monarchy,
Autocratic power, will be re-established. The Lord has fore-chosen the future
Tsar. He will be a man of fiery faith, having the mind of a genius and a will of
iron. First of all he will introduce order in the Orthodox Church, removing all
the untrue, heretical and lukewarm hierarchs. And many, very many - with
few exceptions, all - will be deposed, and new, true, unshakeable hierarchs
will take their place. He will be of the family of the Romanovs according to
the female line [according to Schema-Monk Epiphanius he said: “He will
not
be of the family of the Romanovs, but will be related to them through
women”]. Russia will be a powerful state, but only for 'a short time'... And
then the Antichrist will come into the world, with all the horrors of the end as
described in the Apocalypse."
Vladyka Theophan was appointed abbot of the monastery of Petkovitsa in
the diocese of Shabats. However, because of his poor health, the new abbot
was not able to spend much time with the brethren, and, as Archbishop
Anthony of San Francisco recounts, “the older brethren began to complain,
while the younger brethren were on the side of Vladyka. Fr. Ambrose
[Kurganov] was especially grieved when he encountered the complaining. He
always honoured the holiness of the authority of the abbacy.
“Realizing his weakness to calm the ferment, longing for another form of
life,… Archbishop Theophan decided to leave Petkovitsa.
“Before his departure, on the feast day of the Petkovitsa church, October 1,
1923, he ordained deacon Ambrose to the priesthood during the Divine
Liturgy.
“It is said that on that day, St. Paraskeva was seen standing in the
sanctuary near the holy table…”
The archbishop was taken away, sick, to another monastery on the Adriatic
coast. It was meant to be a place of recuperation, but his health only
worsened.
“I could scarcely move, I was so weak; my sick throat deprived me of my
last strength, and every day I became weaker. There were so few monks in the
monastery that there were no services. There was a Serbian Orthodox
monastery not far away. One day, as the bells were ringing for the beginning
of Vespers, I decided to go for the last time to pray in a church: I dressed and
left, to respond to the call of the bells.
“I dragged myself painfully to the monastery, and on arriving I saw a
hieromonk occupied in playing cards in the courtyard of the monastery, his
stole hanging on a tree beside the church, which was locked. I went up to the
monk and asked him:
“’What’s happening, is Vespers already finished?’
“’We rang the bells so that the faithful should know that tomorrow is a
feast day.’
“’But the Vespers service?’
“’We don’t have services! We only have the bells!’”
The archbishop bowed his head, and returned to his cell, immersed in sad
thoughts…
In the following days, his last strength left him. He was suffering terribly in
his throat. He could not swallow anything; in any case, he had no appetite. He
felt the end approaching…
The feast of the Protection of the Mother of God was drawing near. He
addressed a last tearful prayer to the Mother of God and delivered himself
into the hands of the Lord:
“Lord Jesus Christ, Son of God, into Thy hands I commit my spirit!”
The brothers were panic-stricken. The archbishop was lying like a corpse,
hardly breathing… He remained in this state for forty-eight hours.
On the third day, he recovered consciousness and felt that an important
change had taken place in him. Tears of joy came to the eyes of the sick man,
tears of gratitude to God and the Holy Virgin…
Then he remembered the prophetic words of the fool for Christ, Pasha of
Sarov:
“The Mother of God will deliver you! The Holy Virgin will save you!”
Just at that moment a parcel arrived from the Soviet Union from an
unknown person – at a time when no letters were arriving from the Soviet
Union! Inside was a beautiful icon of St. Seraphim of Sarov. He was
convinced that he had been saved through the Mother of God and the prayers
of St. Seraphim.
Pascha arrived, and the priest of the Russian church in the town near the
monastery was going round the homes of his parishioners to wish them the
joy of the feast. But in his heart he was sad, because he had left his family in
the Soviet Union and had received no news of them. His sadness combined
with the effects of drinking too much in the houses of his parishioners, and
suddenly he awoke from his stupor to realize that the money collected in
church which he carried with him had disappeared. Terrible thoughts
assailed him, he was convinced that nobody would believe that he had not
stolen the money, and he determined to kill himself.
Exhausted, he fell asleep. And then in a dream he saw Archbishop
Theophan, who approached him and said:
“Go to the temple of the Lord and you will find what you have lost.”
Dawn was breaking as he rushed to the church. Lighting a candle and
making the sign of the cross, he began to search. There was the money, on one
of the side benches!
Joyfully he began to chant the Paschal hymn: “Christ is risen from the
dead!” He felt that he himself had been truly resurrected from the dead!
Then he rushed to the archbishop and thanked him fervently for saving
him from perdition. But the archbishop said that he knew nothing about this,
and told him to ascribe the glory to God alone, and said:
“Always remember what God told you: ‘Go to the temple of the Lord and
In Bulgaria
In 1925 the Holy Synod of the Bulgarian Orthodox Church invited
Archbishop Theophan to live in Sofia, in two rooms on the first floor of the
Synodal House overlooking St. Alexander Nevsky Square. The reason for this
was that several members of the Bulgarian Synod had been students of
Vladyka at the St. Petersburg Theological Academy, including the president
of the Synod, Metropolitan Clement. Also instrumental in the invitation was
another former student of Vladyka’s, Bishop Seraphim (Sobolev) of Lubny, a
vicariate of the Poltava diocese, who was now in charge of the Russian
parishes in Bulgaria.
Archbishop Averky writes: “It was touching to see the attention and
profound reverence which our brothers the Bulgarians showed Archbishop
Theophan. He frequently served in the majestic Church of St. Alexander
Nevsky which was erected in memory of the liberation of Bulgaria from the
Turkish yoke. It stood on the enormous square adjacent to the Synodal house
and could accommodate 7000 faithful. Occasionally, and especially during
Great Lent, he served even in the Synod ‘paraklis’ – the small house church in
the Synodal House. Those who participated in his spiritually fulfilling and
profoundly prayerful services even today remember them with
compunction…
“Indeed, Vladyka Theophan made a deep impression as a man of
genuinely spiritual life on all foreigners who came in contact with him. The
enemy, however, takes up arms against such saintly people and makes a
special effort to pour out on them all his diabolical malice with the help of
malevolent and depraved individuals who are devoted to his service. Thus in
Sofia, due to various unfortunate events in the local Russian Church, Vladyka
Theophan had to suffer much grief simply because he was a strict ascetic and
an uncompromising Archpastor. Consequently, he withdrew more and more
from the world and its raging passions and began to retire into himself,
leading what was already virtually the life of a recluse. For some time,
however, he continued to participate in the sessions of the Synod, periodically
travelling to Yugoslavia for this purpose…
“Vladyka grieved over all the unnecessary events which took place in the
Russian émigré community. Most detrimental were all the arguments and
disputes which, as he put it, were not befitting of Orthodox Russians who,
because of their sins, had lost their homeland and were sentenced to live in
exile, in some cases in extremely difficult material and moral circumstances.
He altogether disapproved of the idea of proclaiming a Russian Emperor
outside of Russia, or a ‘Patriarch of Russia’ or even a ‘patriarchal locum
tenens’, notions which were widely circulated by certain individuals. He
believed that Russia would soon be resurrected, but only on the condition
that the whole nation
repented of its grave sin of apostasy before God. He
considered our life in exile as nothing other than an opportunity for fervent
repentance
and prayer for God’s forgiveness. This is why many of the events
that occurred during our life in exile gave him pain and sorrow and forced him to avoid close contact with people. Neither would he engage in any kind of social interaction in which he did not observe the repentance which should be evident in our people, to whom God had given the penance of banishment. Vladyka Theophan never went out of his cell in the Synodal House except to go to church, nor did he receive anyone there except a few individuals who were deeply devoted to him and sought his instructions and spiritual guidance. “Every summer he moved from Sofia to the coastal city of Varna, where a group of his admirers rented him a modest cottage about five kilometres from town. The cottage was located in a very isolated and relatively uninhabited spot. There Vladyka lived alone with his cell-attendant as in a skete, daily performing the whole cycle of services and readers services in place of the Liturgy. Only on certain Sundays and on major holy days did he ride to church in a carriage. Usually he went to the Russian church of Athanasius of Alexandria, an ancient Greek church that had been put at the disposal of the Russians by the Bulgarian Metropolitan Symeon of Varna and Preslav. “Here Vladyka worked especially hard on his dogmatic, exegetical and ascetic spiritual writings. Himself a profound and refined expert in Patristics, he complied a new edition of the
Philokalia, organized according to a system
which he had worked out, which was very practical and handy to use. He also complied a
Philokalia of Russian Saints, wrote a very interesting and
original interpretation of Revelation, and many other things as well. In addition he conducted extensive correspondence with his spiritual children. His letters contained penetrating spiritual advice and instructions which were always accompanied by citations from the Holy Scriptures and numerous quotations from the Holy Fathers. They were reminiscent of the correspondence of Bishop Theophan the Recluse, and constitute a precious guide on all matters of morality and spirituality… “Most astonishing of all were Vladyka’s labours of prayer, to which he devoted himself literally day and night. It was obvious that he never gave up the prayer of ‘the mind in the heart’, following the legacy of the Holy Fathers. He was often so deep in contemplation that it seemed to him that the whole visible world around him had ceased to exist. Prayer without ceasing was indeed vital to his spirit, which dwelt on high… “When he performed the Liturgy in the church of St. Athanasius in Varna, the congregation of the church, righteous and patriarchal Greeks who lived in the environs, told us: ‘When your Vladyka sits on the high place in the church, it seems as if the Blessed Athanasius himself has come to his church and is performing the services through him. One Greek woman, in whose house Vladyka spent the night, was surprised that when she came in to clean up in the morning the bed appeared to be untouched. Obviously, Vladyka had spent the whole night before the Liturgy in prayer and had not gone to bed. “It is not surprising that, given Vladyka Theophan’ strict ascetic life, as happens with many genuine ascetics, he experienced frightening episodes of the sort that the enemy of mankind uses to try to force people who lead an ascetic life to give up their labours. These were the same sort of episodes that we know from the Russian ascetics Saints Sergius of Radonezh and Seraphim of Sarov. Vladyka Theophan’ frightening episodes were reported by those who served as his cell-attendants, and even by the Right Reverend Seraphim who rode with him in a sleeping-car on the Sofia-Varna express, and who was at that time in charge of the Russian ecclesiastical communities in Bulgaria. Once, when they were riding together in the same compartment, something woke Vladyka Seraphim in the night and he saw in the middle of the compartment a big black cat [according to Archbishop Theophan, it was more like a tigress with a huge udder] with eyes of burning flames. Then the loud voice of Vladyka Theophan resounded: ‘In the name of Jesus Christ, the Son of the Living God, I adjure you: be gone from me, unclean one!’ The cat snorted, spraying fiery sparks in all directions, and disappeared. Since that time, as Vladyka Seraphim stated, he tried to avoid spending the night in the same place as Vladyka Theophan because he was so shaken by this experience. “In the cottage in Varna, there were only two rooms and a kitchen. Vladyka lived in the front room which opened onto the veranda; the second room was empty, and beyond it was the kitchen where Vladyka’s cellattendants stayed. They took this duty upon themselves voluntarily and served all Vladyka’s needs. One of them was an elderly merchant from Moscow, Kh., another was a middle-aged but by no means old Cossack from the Urals, S., and the third was the young student, T. At first they took turns spending the night in the kitchen, but later they began to go home late at night after doing all that Vladyka asked of them. The reason for this was certain mysterious phenomena which frightened them. In the empty room between the kitchen and Vladyka’s cell somebody’s footsteps would suddenly resound, clearly audible, although there was nobody there. Then it seemed as if some unseen person were throwing whole handfuls of sand or dirt in through the windows of the cottage, and there were other unexplained noises of this kind. When this happened, Vladyka’s loud voice, which was usually soft, could be heard very loud and strong, clearly articulating, ‘In the name of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Son of the Living God, I adjure you: be gone from me, unclean one!’ Then everything grew quiet and calm. “According to the cell-attendant S., at midnight the sound of various falling objects could be heard, and this also ceased after Vladyka pronounced in a loud and threatening voice his adjuration, apparently against the demonic forces which menaced him. At first Vladyka used to ask his cellattendant, “’Did you hear what happened in the night?’ “’I did,’ he would answer. “’And were you frightened?’ “’No.’ But once that cell-attendant himself experienced an attack of demons. When he was half-asleep he suddenly felt some terrible hairy monster pressing on him and choking him. He awoke and saw somebody squeezing his throat. At first he thought that it was a robber and took it into his head to grab him with his hand, but his arms went numb… Then he began to pray and he saw a grey cloud that twisted up in the shape of a horn and gradually disappeared. Vladyka came in and made the sign of the cross on his forehead, sprinkled the room with holy water, and such occurrences were not repeated. “After Vladyka had left for Sofia, his cell-attendants came to the cottage to pack up and move out the things he had left behind. The neighbouring Bulgarian villagers surrounded them and asked in astonishment, “’What was going on last night in your Vladyka’s cottage?’ “’Nothing could have happened,’ they replied. ‘Vladyka left the day before and nobody was in the cottage.’ “’What do you mean?’ the Bulgarians countered, bewildered. ‘All night long the windows of the cottage were brightly lit, and it was evident that many people had gathered and there seemed to be a party and some kind of dancing going on.’ “Some time later, one of his cell-attendants attempted to ask Vladyka in a most cautious and tactful way what all these mysterious phenomena meant. Vladyka smiled somewhat enigmatically and humbly said, “’Well, this is what happens with monks!’ We, however, understood him thus: yes! This is what happens with monks, but not with all of them, only
real monks such as you!
“Vladyka was extraordinarily fond of his cell attendants. Sometimes when he came to see them in the kitchen he was very gentle, loving and cheerful. He could appreciate a good polite joke and laugh at it. Only once did his cellattendants have occasion to see Vladyka actually get angry: a certain priest once wanted to exclude an individual who had offended him from Holy Communion. Vladyka told him that he had no right to do so, and that one must forgive personal offences.” Once, during the Cherubic hymn of the Liturgy that was being celebrated in the small chapel in the cottage, noises and groaning were heard coming from under the roof. One of the cell-attendants asked the blessing of the archbishop to investigate, but he said it would not happen again. And it didn’t. Instead, however, snakes appeared all round the house, which Vladyka attributed to demonic forces. As a result, they had to move into another house a bit further down the coast in place called “Roumi”… Dr. Abbatti was working as a doctor in Bulgarian Macedonia when a malaria epidemic broke out. And his wife Anna Vassilievna came down with the illness. Now the doctor and his wife had sworn to each other that they would not conceal from each other when one of them was dying. So the doctor, who had to leave to see a patient, turned to his wife and said: “Annette, you have no more than two hours to live!” She was already in the throes of convulsions, and she asked her husband to send a telegram to Archbishop Theophan immediately and ask him to pray for her. He agreed, sent the telegram and left for his work. The telegram read as follows: “Anna Vassilievna Abatti is dying. Two hours to live. Asking for your holy prayers to save her from death. Doctor Abatti.” Then he left. The region where he was working was mountainous and the communications poor. On his way back, he received a telegram. Too preoccupied and sad to read it, he stuffed it in his pocket. He was expecting to find his wife dead… But as he entered his house he could not believe his eyes: his wife was sitting, pale and weak, but with no traces of the illness… The telegram he hadn’t read was from the archbishop and said: “I am praying. By God’s mercy, the sick one will recover.” He noted that the time when the telegram was sent and the time when his wife felt the illness depart coincided. But when Anna Vassilievna came to thank the archbishop, he did not let her open her mouth, telling her to tell nobody about the miraculous healing and threatening her that if she did tell something worse would happen to her. And it was only after the archbishop’s death in 1940 that she said: “He was not a simple archbishop. He was a great man, a holy man of God, ignored by men… Listen how, thanks to his holy prayers, I am alive now, although I was in agony.” And she told the story… There lived in Varna a Russian by the name of Pelichkin, a former colonel, who had converted from Orthodoxy to the Baptist faith. He knew how to conduct conversations on religious matters, and was able to disturb someone who was not trained in theology. And he decided to display his talents in a debate with Archbishop Theophan. When Pelichkin arrived at the house, Vladyka told his cell-attendants to stay close to the room in which the interview was to take place. “The interview will be short. You will wait in the corridor and will be witnesses, is such are needed.” Pelichkin was ushered in. He wanted to close the door, but the archbishop opened it again, which disturbed him. Moreover, Vladyka did not offer him a seat and remained standing himself. Then the archbishop began: “When there are differences of opinion, and so as to avoid interminable disputes, one makes appeal to the judgement of a third party. These arbiters decide which of the two confess the true faith. Not long ago you and I confessed the same faith, the Orthodox faith. The best judges that we could find are the three holy ecumenical bishops, St. Basil the Great, St. Gregory the Theologian and St. John Chrysostom. Their authority is indisputable for us.” To this Pelichkin objected: “But they are men like you and I! Why should I be obliged to consider them as indisputable authorities?” The archbishop replied: “If you consider yourself the equal of the holy bishops St. Basil the Great, St. Gregory the Theologian and St. John Chrysostom, we have nothing more to say to each other. I ask you to leave the room!” Pelichkin had nothing to answer to this. Disconcerted, he left the room. Later Vladyka explained his tactics: “If I had refused to speak with him, he would have told the world that ‘the archbishop is frightened’. Whereas here, he had nothing to say in reply… In his heart he well understands that to consider oneself the equal of Saints Basil the Great, Gregory the Theologian and John Chrysostom is a great impudence and spiritual delusion.” In 1928 Vladyka came to Varna for Holy Week and Pascha. During the Liturgy for Holy Thursday an earthquake suddenly hit the city. Tens of chandeliers suspended on chains from the