Letter 122: When the Armenians returned by your way you no doubt asked for a letter from them, and you learned why I had not given the letter to them. If they spoke as truth lovers should, you forgave me on the spot; if they kept anything back (which I do not suppose), at all events hear it from me. The most illustrious Anthimus, who long ago made peace wit...

Basil of CaesareaPœmenius, of Satala|c. 364 AD|basil caesarea
friendshiphumorillness
Travel & mobility; Personal friendship

To Pœmenius, Bishop of Satala [a city in the Armenian province of the Roman Empire, in modern northeastern Turkey],

When the Armenian delegation passed through your area on their way back, you probably asked them for a letter from me — and learned why they didn't have one. If they told you the truth, you've already forgiven me. If they held anything back (which I doubt), let me explain.

Anthimus [bishop of Tyana, a rival who had clashed with Basil over jurisdictional territory] — who supposedly made peace with me some time ago — saw a chance to feed his own ego and irritate me at the same time. He went ahead and consecrated Faustus as bishop on his own authority, with his own hands, without waiting for your people to hold a proper election. He completely ignored the established process and made a mockery of my insistence on doing things correctly.

So here's what happened and why: Anthimus threw out the proper order. He disregarded you — whose election I was waiting for. And in my view, he acted against God's will. Because of all this, I was upset with the whole Armenian party and refused to send a letter with any of them — not even one for you. As for Faustus, I wouldn't even receive him into communion. I made it clear that unless he brought me a letter from you personally, I would cut ties with him permanently and urge everyone who shares my position to do the same.

If this situation can still be fixed, write to me yourself. Vouch for Faustus if you believe his character deserves it, and encourage the others to do the same. But if the damage is beyond repair, tell me plainly so I can stop wasting my energy on them. Honestly, from what I've seen, they've already decided to shift their allegiance to Anthimus going forward — treating me and my church as though our friendship no longer matters.

Modern English rendering for readability. See the 19th-century translation or original Latin/Greek for scholarly use.

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