2nd SUNDAY AFTER PENTECOST — Tone 1. Glorification of St. Olga, All Saints of America (All Saints of Russia).
Tone 1 Troparion (Resurrection)
When the stone had been sealed by the Jews, while the soldiers were guarding Your most pure body,You rose on the third day, O Savior, granting life to the world. The powers of heaven therefore cried to You, O Giver of Life: “Glory to Your Resurrection, O Christ! Glory to Your Kingdom!// Glory to Your dispensation, O Lover of mankind!”
Tone 4 Troparion (St. Olga)
God has chosen a humble mother from Alaska to be an example for all the servants of God; He has given us Saint Olga as a helper in afflictions and as a guide to leading a life of sacrificial love. Therefore we entreat you, O holy Mother Olga: pray that we, your sinful children, may be saved// and rejoice with you in the Kingdom of Heaven.
Tone 1 Kontakion (Resurrection)
As God, You rose from the tomb in glory, raising the world with Yourself. Human nature praises You as God, for death has vanished. Adam exults, O Master! Eve rejoices, for she is freed from bondage and cries to You:// “You are the Giver of Resurrection to all, O Christ!”
Tone 8 Kontakion (St. Olga)
Guided by the heavenly light and touched by Christ’s rich mercy, your loving hands heal the wounds of those hurt in the past. Your soft voice encourages all to remain faithful to God, for the eternal Lord will give the steadfast a crown of life. O holy Mother Olga, visit us with love and reassure us, that we may accept whatever cross we must bear as chosen by the merciful God// and that, through your prayers, we do the will of God for the salvation of our souls.
Tone 1 Prokeimenon (Resurrection)
Let Your mercy, O Lord, be upon us /as we have set our hope on You! (Ps. 32:22)
V. Rejoice in the Lord, O you righteous! Praise befits the just! (Ps. 32:1)
Tone 4 Prokeimenon (St. Olga)
God is wondrous in His saints, / the God of Israel. (Ps. 67:35a)
Romans 2:10-16 (Epistle)
but glory, honor, and peace to everyone who works what is good, to the Jew first and also to the Greek. For there is no partiality with God. For as many as have sinned without law will also perish without law, and as many as have sinned in the law will be judged by the law (for not the hearers of the law are just in the sight of God, but the doers of the law will be justified; for when Gentiles, who do not have the law, by nature do the things in the law, these, although not having the law, are a law to themselves, who show the work of the law written in their hearts, their conscience also bearing witness, and between themselves their thoughts accusing or else excusing them) in the day when God will judge the secrets of men by Jesus Christ, according to my gospel.
Galatians 3:26-29 (St. Olga)
Before faith came, we were kept under the law, kept for the faith which should afterward be revealed. Therefore, the law was our schoolmaster to bring us unto Christ, that we might be justified by faith. But after faith has come, we are no longer under a schoolmaster. For you are all the children of God through faith in Christ Jesus. For as many of you as have been baptized into Christ have put on Christ. There is neither Jew nor Greek, there is neither bond nor free, there is neither male nor female; for you are all one in Christ Jesus. And if you are Christ’s, then you are Abraham’s seed, and heirs according to the promise.
Tone 1
Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia!
V. God gives vengeance unto me, and subdues people under me. (Ps. 17:48)
V. He magnifies the salvation of the King and deals mercifully with David, His anointed, and his seed forever. (Ps. 17:51)
V. The salvation of the righteous is of the Lord, and He is their defender in the time of affliction. (Ps. 36:40a)
Matthew 4:18-23 (Gospel)
And Jesus, walking by the Sea of Galilee, saw two brothers, Simon called Peter, and Andrew his brother, casting a net into the sea; for they were fishermen. Then He said to them, “Follow Me, and I will make you fishers of men.” They immediately left their nets and followed Him. Going on from there, He saw two other brothers, James the son of Zebedee, and John his brother, in the boat with Zebedee their father, mending their nets. He called them, and immediately they left the boat and their father, and followed Him. And Jesus went about all Galilee, teaching in their synagogues, preaching the gospel of the kingdom, and healing all kinds of sickness and all kinds of disease among the people.
Mark 5:24-34 (St. Olga)
So Jesus went with him, and a great multitude followed Him and thronged Him. Now a certain woman had a flow of blood for twelve years, and had suffered many things from many physicians. She had spent all that she had and was no better, but rather grew worse. When she heard about Jesus, she came behind Him in the crowd and touched His garment. For she said, “If only I may touch His clothes, I shall be made well.” Immediately the fountain of her blood was dried up, and she felt in her body that she was healed of the affliction. And Jesus, immediately knowing in Himself that power had gone out of Him, turned around in the crowd and said, “Who touched My clothes?” But His disciples said to Him, “You see the multitude thronging You, and You say, ‘Who touched Me?’” And He looked around to see her who had done this thing. But the woman, fearing and trembling, knowing what had happened to her, came and fell down before Him and told Him the whole truth. And He said to her, “Daughter, your faith has made you well. Go in peace, and be healed of your affliction.”
Righteous Mother Olga of Kwethluk—Tanqilria Arrsamquq—Wonderworker, Matushka of All Alaska
A Real Person in the Eyes of God and Man
Her Feast Day is October 27th.
In the wide stillness of the Alaskan tundra—where the sky stretches open like a prayer and the rivers flow between worlds—God planted a soul full of hidden beauty. On February 3, 1916 (January 21, Julian Calendar), in the village of Kwethluk, at the meeting of the Kwethluk and Kuskokwim rivers, a daughter was born to the Native Yup’ik people. Her name in the Yup’ik language was Arrsamquq, a name meaning lowly, hidden, or unadorned—like the seed sown quietly in the earth. It was a name that would prophetically mark her life, for she lived not in boastfulness or acclaim, but in humility, reverence, and love.
From childhood, she was formed both by the land and by the Church. Her hands learned the ancient skills of Yup’ik women—sewing, cooking, preparing food for winter, raising children, and keeping the home. But her soul was formed by the divine grace that had come to Alaska with the Orthodox missionaries from Russia. The faith of Saints Herman and Innocent had taken root in her village, and in her heart. Her home life, the seasons, and the services of the Church were woven together, creating in her a seamless garment of earthly service and heavenly longing.
As she matured, she married Nicolai Michael, the village storekeeper and postmaster, who would later be ordained to the holy priesthood. In time, she would become known not only as Olga, but as Matushka Olga—a mother to thirteen children of her own, and a spiritual mother to an entire village. Quiet, gentle, and strong, she became a pillar of warmth and grace in Kwethluk.
In Yup’ik culture, to be called a real person—ella tanqilria—is the highest praise. It means one who lives in harmony with the land and with others, who does not set themselves above others, but who listens deeply, works quietly, and carries the burdens of others as their own. Matushka Olga was just such a person. She did not preach. She did not boast. She simply lived with such goodness that the land, the people, and the Church would not forget her.
A Matushka in the Manner of the Saints
After her marriage to Nicolai Michael, Olga embraced not only the responsibilities of a wife and mother, but also the sacred calling of being a matushka—a priest’s wife, a helpmate not only to her husband but to the Church. When Nicolai was ordained and began serving as the priest of the Church of Saint Nicholas in Kwethluk, she became the quiet heart of that parish community.
She raised thirteen children of her own in modest means and with deep love. Her home was open; her heart was larger still. She offered hospitality not as a performance, but as a way of life. Whether sewing warm clothes for those in need, baking bread for the altar, or comforting a grieving neighbor, she did all things without self-importance. She was known never to raise her voice, and to teach—like many Yup’ik elders—not with scolding but by example. Those who came into her presence often found themselves stilled, as if by a quiet flame.
Her life bore resemblance to the holy women of the Scriptures. Like Tabitha (Dorcas) in the Acts of the Apostles, she was “full of good works and alms-deeds which she did,” and like the Most Pure Virgin Mother of God, she treasured the mysteries of life and of God in her heart. She clothed the naked, fed the hungry, and helped bring new life into the world. As a midwife, she accompanied women through the dangers and blessings of childbirth; as a counselor, she listened to those suffering in silence, especially women who had suffered abuse. Her presence was maternal, non-judging, and deeply healing.
Though she lived in a land of long winters and hardship, she herself was a source of warmth. Her daily life—marked by prayer, labor, and service—became a hidden offering to Christ. Her prosphora was kneaded with prayers, her garments sewn with intention, her silence filled with watchfulness and love.
Those who knew her remember her not for speeches or public deeds, but for the realness of her presence. She was always there—praying quietly in church, listening without interruption, carrying burdens without needing thanks.
In the eyes of the world, she was not great. But in the Kingdom of God, where humility is greatness and the last are first, she walked with the saints.
Her Suffering and Repose in the Lord
In 1978, Matushka Olga was diagnosed with cancer. By that time, she had already lived a full life of service and love. Yet, as with so many saints, her final chapter became her most luminous. She did not complain. She did not seek pity. She bore her affliction with the same humility and quiet strength that had defined her life.
When doctors could do no more, she did not despair. She continued to labor gently for those around her, even as her body grew weak. Her children and neighbors recall that she remained peaceful and kind, never bitter or afraid. Her illness became a cross, and she bore it without fanfare, entering more deeply into the sufferings of Christ.
On November 8, 1979, she reposed in the Lord, surrounded by her family in her home in Kwethluk. Her death, like her life, was not loud or dramatic—but it was accompanied by wondrous signs that revealed the hidden sanctity she had carried.
Though it was deep winter, and the land was locked in ice, the frozen river thawed, and the ice softened, allowing boats from nearby villages to arrive—a miracle of timing and temperature that no one could explain. Birds appeared in the sky, though they should have long since flown south. They circled above the village, as if bearing witness. Mourners gathered not only from Kwethluk, but from afar. The people knew—without being told—that a holy one had passed into eternal rest.
As the funeral began, there was a stillness in the air, the kind of sacred hush that often follows the repose of a saint. Those present wept, not with despair, but with awe. A mother, a matushka, a healer, a friend had been taken from them—but heaven received a quiet soul, adorned with the grace of her hidden love.
From the moment of her passing, the people of Kwethluk began to remember her not with mere affection, but with reverence. They spoke of her kindness with gratitude, and of her silence with wonder. Her name was whispered in prayer. And in time, those prayers began to be answered.
The Uncovering of Her Relics and the Spread of Her Veneration
In the decades after her repose, Matushka Olga’s memory did not fade. On the contrary, her presence deepened. Stories began to circulate—quietly at first, then more widely—of dreams, visions, and healings. Women in distress felt her nearness. Survivors of abuse spoke of being comforted in their sleep. Families troubled by sorrow found themselves praying to “Matushka Olga” as they would to a beloved elder or a wise grandmother. And she answered.
Many began to believe that she was not only a pious woman but a saint—that the Church had quietly received into heaven a protector of the suffering, a consoler of the afflicted, a mother to the motherless. Her picture began appearing in icon corners, and the faithful began to ask her intercessions in their time of need.
Then, in the year 2024, nearly forty-five years after her death, the Church undertook the uncovering of her relics. It was a sacred labor, carried out with prayer and reverence by clergy and faithful gathered in the village of Kwethluk. The day before, a blizzard had made travel nearly impossible. But on the morning of the uncovering, the skies cleared, the wind was stilled, and the sun broke through—as though creation itself made way.
As her coffin was raised from the frozen ground and reverently opened in the presence of Gospel readings, what was revealed became a quiet confirmation of sanctity. Her bones bore the golden, honey-colored hue often associated with the relics of the saints. Her headscarf, kasp’aq, and wedding veil—garments worn in prayer, in service, and in love—remained miraculously preserved. These sacred vestments stood as silent witnesses to a life clothed in humility and grace.
She was not found incorrupt in the full sense, but the presence of grace upon her relics was undeniable. Her sanctity was not in outward marvels but in the quiet transfiguration of a life lived entirely for God. She had not been exalted in the world, but now the Church beheld her as one glorified by heaven.
Pilgrims began to arrive. Prayers multiplied. Icons were painted. And the faithful across the land—from the tundra of Alaska to the deserts of Arizona, from the Orthodox heartlands of Ukraine to small mission chapels across North America and Canada—began to call upon her as Saint Olga Michael, the righteous mother and wonderworker of the North.
Signs and Testimonies of Her Intercession
As the Church has always taught, God glorifies His saints not only in life but also after death, working through them to comfort the sorrowful, heal the wounded, and guide the lost. So it is with Saint Olga of Kwethluk, whose prayers have brought light into the darkest places, especially to women who have suffered abuse, to mothers in labor, to the grieving, and to all those in need of maternal tenderness.
Her intercession is quiet, but her presence is unmistakable.
Comfort to the Grieving
One woman, originally from Kwethluk but living in Arizona, had a dream in which Matushka Olga appeared, telling her that her mother was being brought to a bright and joyful place. The woman awoke to news that her mother had been suddenly hospitalized and flown from the village to Anchorage. She traveled to be with her and was able to comfort her mother with the vision—and so the woman died in peace, free from fear, embraced by both her daughter and the hope that Saint Olga had brought.
Healing from Abuse
Another woman, a survivor of childhood abuse, saw Matushka Olga in a dream—not as a distant figure, but as a mother and midwife who labored with her soul. In the dream, Saint Olga embraced her, anointed her, and gently removed the pain that had festered for decades. The woman awoke healed of her spiritual torment, no longer afraid of love, no longer ashamed.
A survivor of clerical abuse shared a similar vision: Saint Olga appeared silently, offering no condemnation but only pure maternal compassion, restoring the woman’s faith and helping her begin again.
Miracles of Healing and Protection
A priest, present during his daughter’s difficult labor, witnessed Matushka Olga standing beside them. The pain ceased, and the child was born in peace.
A woman undergoing heart surgery reported a vision of Matushka Olga entering the room. She was filled with warmth and peace, and her recovery was swift.
A young boy, unjustly detained by legal authorities, was released after his family prayed to Saint Olga. Their trust in her intercession did not go unanswered.
A couple devastated by repeated miscarriages conceived and carried a healthy child to term after entrusting their sorrows to the prayers of the holy Matushka.
In Ukraine, a man who had long suffered from a painful affliction was instantly healed after calling on her name in desperation.
Dreams, Consolations, and Signs
A woman grieving on Christmas saw Saint Olga seated beside Christ at a riverside, full of silent love. She awoke comforted.
Another woman, plagued by traumatic nightmares, saw serpents tormenting her—until, in her dream, a woman appeared and they fled. When shown a picture of Saint Olga afterward, she recognized the face immediately, though she had never seen it before.
Reconciliation and Return
An Alaskan man, burdened for decades by shame after disobeying Matushka Olga as a child, found himself unable to hunt successfully ever since. After praying to her and asking forgiveness, he was reconciled—and his hunting, and spirit, were restored.
These are but a few of the countless stories whispered in homes and churches, written in journals, and shared among the faithful. They are not the loud wonders of empire or spectacle. They are the miracles of a true mother—small, profound, personal, and filled with grace.
Through her, the abused are comforted, the sick are healed, the lost are found, and the grieving are not left alone. She is a quiet flame in the northern land, a steady hand to the trembling, a living icon of maternal love transfigured by Christ.
A Saint for Alaska and for All the World
In every generation, God raises up His saints—those who live not for themselves, but for others, and whose lives are transfigured by love. Some are prophets. Some are martyrs. Some are ascetics or bishops or missionaries. And some, like Saint Olga of Kwethluk, are mothers whose holiness is woven through the fabric of everyday life: in quiet prayers, in bread baked with love, in garments sewn for the cold, in the simple, unseen acts of mercy that echo in eternity.
She lived in obscurity, yet now her name is spoken in cathedrals and chapels, in villages and homes, in whispered prayers and joyous hymns. She did not study theology, yet she embodied the theology of the Incarnation: that God has taken flesh and dwells among us, and that holiness is not reserved for the few, but shines in every person who lives in Christ.
She is a saint of the Alaskan land, yet her love has crossed every border. Her spirit walks where the Yup’ik drum once sounded and where Orthodox chant now rises. Her prayers accompany survivors, mothers, widows, children, and all who suffer in silence. To the broken, she is a healer. To the forgotten, she is a friend. To the despairing, she is a light in the long night of the soul.
The Yup’ik elders say: “A real person does not disappear, but remains in the hearts of those they have loved.” In the Church, we say more: A real person in Christ becomes a saint, and the hearts they have loved, in communion with the Lord, become the Church, the living body of Christ in the world.
Saint Olga Michael of Kwethluk—Tanqilria Arrsamquq, the Quiet One—has not left us. She remains, as she always was: praying, watching, guiding.
Righteous Mother Olga, Matushka of all Alaska,
Refuge of the afflicted, comfort of the grieving,
Intercessor for women, protector of the pure,
Pray to Christ God for us, that our souls may be saved.
St. Olga of Alaska Glorified among the Saints in Her Native Kwethluk (plus Videos)
During the All-Night Vigil at St. Nicholas Orthodox Church in Kwethluk, Alaska, last night, Matushka Olga of Alaska was liturgically glorified among the saints.
Synaxis of the Saints of North America
On the second Sunday after Pentecost, each local Orthodox Church commemorates all the saints, known and unknown, who have shone forth in its territory. Accordingly, the Orthodox Church in America remembers the saints of North America on this day.
Saints of all times, and in every country are seen as the fulfillment of God’s promise to redeem fallen humanity. Their example encourages us to “lay aside every weight, and the sin which so easily besets us” and to “run with patience the race that is set before us” (Hebrews 12:1). The saints of North America also teach us how we should live, and what we must expect to endure as Christians
Although it is a relatively young church, the Orthodox Church in America has produced saints in nearly all of the six major categories of saints: Apostles (and Equals of the Apostles); Martyrs (and Confessors); Prophets; Hierarchs; Monastic Saints; and the Righteous. Prophets, of course, lived in Old Testament times and predicted the coming of Christ.
The first Divine Liturgy in what is now American territory (northern latitude 58 degrees, 14 minutes, western longitude 141 degrees) was celebrated on July 20, 1741, the Feast of the Prophet Elias, aboard the ship Peter under the command of Vitus Bering. Hieromonk Hilarion Trusov and the priest Ignatius Kozirevsky served together on that occasion. Several years later, the Russian merchant Gregory I. Shelikov visited Valaam monastery, suggesting to the abbot that it would be desirable to send missionaries to Russian America.
On September 24, 1794, after a journey of 7,327 miles (the longest missionary journey in Orthodox history) and 293 days, a group of monks from Valaam arrived on Kodiak Island in Alaska. The mission was headed by Archimandrite Joasaph, and included Hieromonks Juvenal, Macarius, and Athanasius, the Hierodeacons Nectarius and Stephen, and the monks Herman and Joasaph. Saint Herman of Alaska (December 13, August 9), the last surviving member of the mission, fell asleep in the Lord in 1837.
Throughout the Church’s history, the seeds of faith have always been watered by the blood of the martyrs. The Protomartyr Juvenal was killed near Lake Iliamna by natives in 1799, thus becoming the first Orthodox Christian to shed his blood for Christ in the New World. In 1816, Saint Peter the Aleut was put to death by Spanish missionaries in California when he refused to convert to Roman Catholicism.
Missionary efforts continued in the nineteenth century, with outreach to the native peoples of Alaska. Two of the most prominent laborers in Christ’s Vineyard were Saint Innocent Veniaminov (March 31 and October 6) and Saint Jacob Netsvetov (July 26), who translated Orthodox services and books into the native languages. Father Jacob Netsvetev died in Sitka in 1864 after a life of devoted service to the Church. Father John Veniaminov, after his wife’s death, received monastic tonsure with the name Innocent. He died in 1879 as the Metropolitan of Moscow.
As the nineteenth century was drawing to a close, an event of enormous significance for the North American Church took place. On March 25, 1891, Bishop Vladimir went to Minneapolis to receive Saint Alexis Toth (May 7) and 361 of his parishioners into the Orthodox Church. This was the beginning of the return of many Uniates to Orthodoxy.
Saint Tikhon (Bellavin), the future Patriarch of Moscow (April 7, October 9), came to America as bishop of the diocese of the Aleutians and Alaska in September 1898. As the only Orthodox bishop on the continent, Saint Tikhon traveled extensively throughout North America in order to minister to his widely scattered and diverse flock. He realized that the local church here could not be a permanent extension of the Russian Church. Therefore, he focused his efforts on giving the American Church a diocesan and parish structure which would help it mature and grow.
Saint Tikhon returned to Russia in 1907, and was elected as Patriarch of Moscow ten years later. He died in 1925, and for many years his exact burial place remained unknown. Saint Tikhon’s grave was discovered on February 22, 1992 in the smaller cathedral of Our Lady of the Don in the Don Monastery when a fire made renovation of the church necessary.
Saint Raphael of Brooklyn (February 27) was the first Orthodox bishop to be consecrated in North America. Archimandrite Raphael Hawaweeny was consecrated by Bishop Tikhon and Bishop Innocent (Pustynsky) at Saint Nicholas Cathedral in New York on March 13, 1904. As Bishop of Brooklyn, Saint Raphael was a trusted and capable assistant to Saint Tikhon in his archpastoral ministry. Saint Raphael reposed on February 27, 1915.
The first All American Council took place March 5-7, 1907 at Mayfield, PA, and the main topic was “How to expand the mission.” Guidelines and directions for missionary activity, and statutes for the administrative structure of parishes were also set forth.
In the twentieth century, in the aftermath of the Russian Revolution, countless men, women, and children received the crown of martyrdom rather than renounce Christ. Saints John Kochurov (October 31) and Alexander Hotovitzky (December 4 and August 7) both served the Church in North America before going back to Russia. Saint John became the first clergyman to be martyred in Russia on October 31, 1917 in Saint Petersburg. Saint Alexander Hotovitzky, who served in America until 1914, was killed in 1937.
In addition to the saints listed above, we also honor those saints who are known only to God, and have not been recognized officially by the Church. As we contemplate the lives of these saints, let us remember that we are also called by God to a life of holiness.
Sunday Bulletin June 15, 2025