KOURAPIEDES IN MOUNT ATHENS
Father Dionysios Tabakis
PINN bloodize the body, the coming winter, in this saving year, where God, moved by His mercy, decided to send snow that year, burning our sins, burning the landscape, as far as your gaze could reach, to look like as a pale white nymph's shroud, virgin and unfazed by the footsteps of of pilgrims going up, crossing the path, snuggled with their woolen caps up to their eyebrows towards Karyes, to worship the Virgin Mary of Protatos.
From the chimney, however, the dense smoke from the hand-made wood stove of the sacred setting of a spacious and dignified Cell gave comforting relief.
The venerable Pope-Stephanos, who was celebrating his nomenclature today, had deactivated and catalyzed ahead of time, he had also eaten the white cataclast from the holy Intention and with intention full of love and mercy he opened the doors of his soul giving us advice in the midst of many different , interesting and useful stories from the snowman Athos and the around this cell.
...The incense still floated undissolved in the surrounding air of the tent, forming various wreaths and spectra that smelled of fragrance and cheerfully misted the air as it was accompanied by the lively odes of the caliphous chanters who were also drinking with us now warm dictum with brown-apple bittersweet Athonite, while they lingered and another them their hymns singing Christmas carols and rhythmic carols for the newborn Christ and His sweet mother.
- What do you say, my children, unspeakable joy is received by the human soul as it worships the All-Good God.
But do you know what the verb adore means?
-"I love" Elder.
- And that's all? God is love above and beyond love. We will receive it for an eternity, but we will not understand it. No created being can define it and determine it by
how is it
It also signifies not only love but also care. That is why we say that housewives are housewives, i.e. they facilitate it and the
They pay to make it clean.
He took another deep draft of his warm, gently wiping his beard with his fingertips at the same time, and after taking a short breath, continued with the zeal of a new essay:
-We call the prayers, the services, but primarily the Divine Eucharist as Divine Worship.
Yes, we also worship and worship the Lord our God as "he is worthy and just" and should...but you know? And he raised his agile gaze towards the high skylight lowering at the same time
and his voice to give more awe and sanctity to his narration. We do not only worship Christ, but in a way he also "worships" us.
If you sit down to reflect on how the services are woven in the Church, you will exclaim that every Liturgy is a love, a velvety caress, a hug, an affection, the heavenly love of the good God and a smile like a happy mother smiles at her newborn who has just been born. he came out in the courtyard of life.
Everything in the Church is a caress and a hug. And the more we adore God, the more He adores us and takes care of us.
He rings the bell for us and sings his call to us like the mother when she calls out the comforting voice for the food on the home table.
With incense he showers us with welcome into his being.
With the chants, the whole thalpos, like the whispering of a lover, caresses our soul.
The saints in the murals look at you as if you were the only person on earth and surround you with a love that transcends ephemeral time.
And behold, the cheerful silver and gold candles that hang from the art-loving iconostasis brightly emit their radiation, calming our turmoil.
Wishes are poetry, kindness, caring, healing and consolation.
And when the "Take, Eat" arrives, then the gates of heaven open and they put you alive in Heaven, and you, with fearful exultation, do not consider yourself worthy of this love.
And when this holy moment comes to Communicate, all the universes are appeased and we become a fan that accommodates and welcomes in its humble boards the whole God. That is when man opens like a winter flower when he closes in the meek and humble embrace of Christ .
So if we don't accept it and feel the Church as a loving kiss and balm in the coldness of the world, if we don't understand it as a loving caress and mercy so much so that all your cells celebrate as if they revolve around the Crucified One who stands all unclaimed love and motherly patience on the back of the Holy Table and with his holy hands he makes one unfathomable embrace of all creation, then we are strangers in our own home and infernal in heaven itself.
And when the Minister gives the "blessing" and it means the end of the logical worship, then you must continue to smell the echo of holy love even in
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