The newly-canonized
saint, Archbishop Seraphim (Sobolev) of Boguchar (Bulgaria), has
been known by the faithful since his lifetime as a defender of the
Orthodox faith in the face of various new trends decisions that faced
the Orthodox Church worldwide during the very complicated twentieth
century. For those who are not familiar with his life, we reproduce
here a biography from Orthodox America posted on ROCA.org.
From my mother’s womb
Thou art my Protector.
(Ps. 70:6).
Thou art my Protector.
(Ps. 70:6).
Archbishop Seraphim (Sobolev)
The
age-old enemy of our salvation, as if sensing in advance
what a powerful and implacable adversary he would have in the
person of Vladyka Seraphim, tried to destroy him while still in
his mother’s womb. She had an extremely difficult and painful
labor, and the doctors determined it would be necessary to
operate-to extract the infant piece by piece in order to save the
mother’s life. At this moment she regained consciousness and, on
learning of the doctor’s decision, with an oath forbade
her husband to permit the murder of her child. The next morning,
at the first stroke of the church bell on December 1, 1881, she
successfully gave birth without any outside help. When she saw
the baby, she exclaimed, “Oh, what a serious mukhtar!” The
infant was named Nicholas in honor of St. Nicholas the Wonderworker,
but his family sometimes called him “mukhtar,” an
apparently senseless word which he disliked terribly. Years
later, Bishop Nestor of Manchuria
visited Vladyka Seraphim in Sofia. He presented him with a book
of his memoirs, in which, in the chapter about his visit to
Jerusalem, it said that the word mukhtar means “bishop” in
Arabic. And so, not realizing it herself, his mother had foretold
the destiny of her newborn child.
Nicholas was an excellent student and, after attending the local
parish school, he entered the seminary. There, in the second to the
last year, he decided to devote his life to God. With tears he began
to pray fervently and made this vow to the Saviour, “My Saviour! Help
me to write my compositions well, and I promise to be a monk and
belong to Thee with every fibre of my being.” From that time on, his
compositions were always the best in the class.
When he finished seminary, his mother, considering his health too
weak to study at the Academy, tried to arrange for him to become a
priest. To this end it was necessary to find a fiancée. Loving his
mother and never opposing her in anything, Nicholas submitted entirely
to her will and even was silent about his vow to become a monk.
Suspecting nothing, his mother began arranging a marriage for her son,
and in one summer they visited several towns and villages in search
of a suitable bride. But such was not God’s will, and every time the
matchmaking fell through, often in a completely incomprehensible way.
Finally, in the middle of August, 1904, she said, “All our efforts
concerning your marriage and setting you up as a priest have come to
nothing. Now you arrange your own future.”
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