I thought the following story might be enjoyed by many on this list in
light of recent conversations on this list about repeating things in
church services. It was told to me by an OCA priest, who had heard it
from a hierarch.

In Warsaw, in the 1950s, when Communism was strong, three young
Communist men were walking past the cathedral on Holy Friday at about
noon. The young men realized the significance of the day to Christians
and came to the agreement that they ought to go into the cathedral and
make a statement, on behalf of "enlightened" communists. They drew
straws to decide who would make the statement, and one of the young
men went in. So they went in, and, like many young men who don't go to
church, felt a little awkward and weren't quite sure what to do.

There happened to be a hierodeacon working in the church between
services who spotted the young men coming in and recognized that
something was going on. He went up to the young man that was to make
the statement, as he was kind of standing towards the front of the
group, and asked if he could help him. The young man looked back at
his friends, who motioned for him to go ahead and talk to the
hierodeacon. The young man, walking with an air of purpose, said,
"yes, we would like to make a statement. We don't believe in all this
nonsense, and we would like to make a statement."

"Sure. Sure," the monk responded. He put his arms around the young man
and brought him to the front of the church, where the corpus was still
on the Cross, while the other young men watched from a distance at the
back of the temple. "I tell you what I think you should do: Look up
here at Jesus crucified, and say, "You died for me, and I don't give a
damn."

The young man thought about it, decided that that wasn't too hard, and
said, in a loud voice, "You died for me, and I don't give a damn!"

"Very good, very good," replied the hierodeacon. "But, of course, in
the Orthodox Church we like to repeat things, so go ahead and say it
again."

The young man was a bit taken aback by that, because he thought he had
finished with his statement, but he looked up at Christ on the Cross
again and said, in not so loud a voice, "You died for me, and I don't
give a damn."

"Very good, very good," replied the hierodeacon again. "But I was
thinking, and if you REALLY want to make a statement that the Orthodox
will respect you should say it one last time, because we are a
trinitarian faith, and the Orthodox are always saying things in
threes. Yes, I think you should definitely say it one more time."

This time you could see that the young man was totally beaten down by
this last suggestion of the monk, but he pulled himself up for one
last "statement." "You died for me," he began, but then collapsed on
his knees, sitting on the floor in front of the Cross. "And I care,"
he whispered and began crying.

The priest who told me this story said that the young man in the story
was the same hierarch who told him the story.
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