The first Orthodox Pygmies

By Hieromonk Theologos From the window of the Boeing 737 I could see the equatorial jungle below, shrouded in its misty cloak like a green, endless sea. I brought to mind all of God’s beautiful creations – rational and irrational – that live inside it. After about a one-hour and fifteen minute flight we landed – almost brushing against the tops of mighty, tall trees – when the Impfondo (Republic of Congo) airstrip suddenly appeared before us