I attended Mass tonight at St. Mary's, my local orthodox. Father Harris, the old-school, stern patrician priest (whom in secret I fondly referred to as Father Kicks-Your-Ass), has left, and been replaced by a younger Vietnamese priest named Vu Tran. Father Tran seems pretty decent; I think it's perhaps too early to say whether he has the cojones to hold the line like Father Harris, but I'm willing to give him the chance.
The sermon was on the concept of giving back to the church, tithing not merely your wealth, but your time. For what is time but wealth? God graces us with a span of hours numbering in the mere thousands, and it is for us to transform those hours into the gold and good works that make us possible to be good Christians.