Scrisoarea Batranului Porfirie

Iubitii mei fii duhovnicesti, acum, cand mintea-mi este inca intreaga, vreau sa va dau cateva sfaturi. De mic copil ma aflam tot in pacate. Cand m-a trimis maica mea sa pazesc vitele pe munte - caci tatal meu, fiind saraci, plecase in America sa lucreze la canalul Panama pentru noi, copii sai -, pe cand pasteam vitele, citeam silabisind viata Sfantului Ioan Kalivitul (Colibasul). Si l-am indragit foarte mult pe Sfantul Ioan si ma rugam indelung, ca un copil ce eram de doisprezece-cincisprezece ani, nu-mi mai amintesc prea bine. Si vrand sa-l imit, cu foarte multa lupta am plecat de la parintii mei pe ascuns si am ajuns la Kafsokalivia, in Muntele Athos si am intrat in ascultare la doi Batrani ce erau frati buni, Pantelimon si Ioanichie. S-a intamplat sa fie foarte evlaviosi si plini de...

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Elder Porphyrios - A Christian must first become a poet

Whoever wants to become a Christian must first become a poet. That's what it is! You must suffer. You must love and suffer--suffer for the one you love. Love makes effort for the loved one. She runs all through the night; she stays awake; she stains her feet with blood in order to meet her beloved. She makes sacrifices and disregards all impediments, threats, and difficulties for the sake of the loved one. Love towards Christ is something even higher, infinitely higher. And when we say 'love', we don't mean the virtues that we will acquire, but the heart that is pervaded by love towards Christ and others. We need to turn everything in this direction. Do we see a mother with her child in her arms and bending to give the child a kiss, her heart overflowing with emotion? Do we notice how her...

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