MY JOYFULNESS,
PANAGIA !!!
There was an elder Monk who
cried like a small child every time he would hear the name of PANAGIA.
There was a Monk from
Kafsokalivia who was singing the hymn «It is truly right to call you blest»
every time he would change side at night.
There was an Abbot of Holy
Monastery Grigoriou who had blotted away the paint from Her icon by constantly
venerating it.
There was a Monk from Newskete
who was pleading each and every one he would meet to sermon, or write or
publish anything that could be found about PANAGIA. There was a reposed Monk
from Iviron Holy Monastery, who had a passionate respect to PANAGIA
Portaitissa. A Monk from Filotheou Holy Monastery was saying: We have committed
our hopes unto Glicofilousa.
PANAGIA !!! The Mother of the
Athonite Monks, the Mother of the faithful, the Mother of Christians!!!!
PANAGIA !!! above all female
and male Saints !!!
Mother of God and of the
humans!!!
The best solace !!!
The sure, the surest
intercessor for the faithful .!!!
The most Humble!!!
The Good one!!!
The Modest one !!!
The most Obedient !!!
The most patient !!!
The most quiet !!!
The Brave !!!
The First !!!
The Queen !!!!
The LADY!!!
Our Protection!!!!
The One who takes care of our
needs !!!
The light-bearing Cloud !!!·
The vessel filled with Manna
!!!
The enclosure of the One Who
cannot be enclosed !!!
The dawn of Dawn! and
dawns!!!
The Hope of the faithfuls !!!
The Tower of the Church!!!
The boost of Orthodoxy!!!
It is a gladness to face
Her!!!
Pleasure to beseech Her !!!
Blessing when She visits you
!!!
Sure hope to plea Her !!!
Her Shelter is a great help!!!
Where to find beautiful words
to praise Her?
How poor can our language be
to speak for the heavenly names!!!
How much have the words been
corrupted and have changed through the every day use!!!
So, you keep quiet !!!
and you have said everything !!!
Likewise the silence in which
SHE was following Christ to the cross!!!
Athonite Maid !!!
Maid with the million
names!!!!
PURE VIRGIN LADY!!!
The everlighting oil lamp, the
pure candle, the Salutations, the Paraklesis, the THEOTOKARION, are not
enough to you !!!
Not kneeling prostrations, nor
offerings, tamata and prayers with the praying knots!!!
What you are asking for is the
purity of the heart, so as your Son to come, and bring God-bearing, and God
birth-giving moments, hours of hallowed enlightenment and divine visions.
Mother of God !!
Μother of humans !!!
Μother of those in pain!!
Μother of life !!!
Μother of love !!!
Μother of those that suffer!!!
Mother of Family!!!
Μother of the hopeless !!!
Abbess of the lonely fighters
and of God’s battlefront soldiers, of the monks!!!
MOST HOLY THEOTOKOS, save your
flock, your Church, your monks, your Holy Mountain, your youths, your nation
and all your nations, your whole world.
everyware, all of us, always,
we fall before You and we sing, we praise you and we cry out ...
rejoice, rejoice, rejoice,
rejoice, rejoice, rejoice, O !!! rejoice, Bride, without bridegroom!!!
From the book «Athonite
apodipno», Monk Moses, the Athonite
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