Awake, ye sluggards, lie not forever on the ground; and ye thoughts that draw my soul toward the earth, arise and go up to the high slope of the divine ascent. Let us run to join Peter and the sons of Zebedee, and go with them to Mount Tabor, that with them we may see the glory of our God and hear the voice they heard from heaven; and they proclaimed that this is truly the effulgent Splendor of the Father.
Oikos of the feast of the Transfiguration