"What is the Living Water, and what is the spring welling up to eternal life?
To understand these two concepts, I will give you an example—not from the saints, although this story itself could be considered the life of a saint—from a priest who lived in America.
This was Father Seraphim Rose. Many of you may have heard of him or read his works. Father Seraphim Rose, whose secular name was Eugene, was an intelligent, handsome, and gifted young man.
He was an excellent student, an active person, and what we might call a restless spirit.
After finishing high school, he began searching for the truth. What is truth? Where can truth be found?
He began with the Christianity he encountered in America, but he rejected it.
Why did he reject American Christianity?
Because he considered it worldly, weak, and false. In Protestantism, Anglicanism, Catholicism, and the various denominations that existed in America, he saw elements of worldliness, weakness, and insincerity. It did not satisfy him, and so he rejected Christianity.
After rejecting Christianity, he was drawn to the atheism of Nietzsche. He began studying and reading Nietzsche’s books, which were filled with atheistic ideas.
However, accepting the belief that God does not exist led him into complete despair. As he later described it, he felt as though he were living in a living hell.
He would say: “If we are born, live, and die, with nothing before and nothing after, then what is the point of living?”
He often walked beneath the stars. He loved walking at night and admiring the beauty of nature, but all of it only deepened his depression.
He would say, “I enjoy this today, but tomorrow I will not. Things exist today, and tomorrow they will be gone. Therefore, everything is meaningless.”
As a result, he turned to alcohol and became an alcoholic.
Yet even within the atheism he embraced, he felt as though God was pursuing him. Sometimes he would suddenly cry out, “Leave me alone!”—as though speaking to God.
“Stop bothering me. You do not exist.”
At one point, he climbed to the top of a high mountain, raised his fist toward the sky, cursed God, and said, “Send me to hell.”
In other words, he preferred to be in hell, where he would at least know that God exists, rather than continue living in the misery of this world, where he doubted and could not believe in God's existence.
He sank into an even greater emptiness, and his depression grew worse.
When even this failed to satisfy him, he turned to Buddhism during the 1950s.
Seraphim Rose was born in 1934. As a young man, he embraced Buddhism and, in order to immerse himself in the ancient Buddhist tradition, he taught himself Chinese and began reading ancient Chinese texts so that he could better understand Buddhism.
Yet there too he encountered only emptiness.
Again, depression overwhelmed him. He could not find the truth.
He then turned to the ancient religions. He studied all of them, but found nothing that satisfied him.
Then, in 1962, he happened to find himself outside an Orthodox church in San Francisco.
When he entered, as he later recounted, he felt something he had never felt anywhere else—in no Christian church, no Buddhist temple, and no place of worship of any other religion.
And he said to himself:
“I have arrived. I have come home.”
He felt that his journey of searching had come to an end simply by entering that church.
He then began studying Orthodoxy.
He found a spiritual father who would later become a saint: Saint John Maximovitch.
Saint John was serving as bishop in San Francisco at the time.
Gradually, Seraphim began to study more deeply.
Through his studies, he came to understand that truth is not something abstract. Truth is a Person.
Truth is Christ.
Yet the Christ he was seeking, he did not find in the various denominations and sects, but only within Orthodoxy.
He studied the Church Fathers, and whereas before he had suffered because he searched endlessly for the truth without finding it, now he suffered because he had found the truth and could not keep it to himself.
He wanted to share it with others.
He opened a bookstore in San Francisco where he distributed Orthodox Christian books.
Since most Orthodox literature was unavailable in English, he began translating works from Russian into English.
He also established a printing press and began publishing Orthodox texts in English. Many of his works were translated into Russian or written directly for Russian readers.
At that time, Russia was under communist rule. Millions of Russians secretly read the writings of the future Father Seraphim Rose.
As we have said, he later became a monk and received the name Seraphim.
He began writing his own books.
His writings influenced countless people in Russia, while in America, many learned about Orthodoxy through his work.
Thousands visited Father Seraphim Rose at the small monastery and hermitage he established in the wilderness of California, where many people were baptized and became Orthodox Christians.
In 1982, at a relatively young age, after a brief illness, Father Seraphim Rose passed into eternity.
Yet he left behind an immense legacy.
Today, many consider him the father of Orthodoxy in America and a spiritual enlightener of many Americans.
And now we come to the central question:
What is the Living Water?
The Living Water is Christ, who is the Truth.
Whoever truly tastes Him has no need to search for anything else.
Father Seraphim Rose traveled the world searching for the Living Water.
We already possess it.
Not only is it before us—we are immersed in it.
Orthodoxy is the Living Water that others are seeking.
Whoever drinks this Living Water and comes to understand the truth of Orthodoxy, which is Christ Himself, cannot keep it to himself.
Such a person becomes a spring of water welling up to eternal life.
My brothers and sisters, have we tasted this Living Water, or is it still before us while we have not yet touched it to our lips?
If we have truly tasted it, then we too will become springs of water welling up to eternal life.
We, too, will become proclaimers of the Gospel.
Through our example and our words, we will become missionaries.
Just as the Holy Samaritan Woman, Saint Photini, became an apostle and missionary, whom the Church commemorates today, along with the holy father I mentioned earlier."









