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December 2nd, 2019 - 09:24 AM
Dec 2 - “St. Porphyrios of Kavsokalyvia” © icon by Br. Robert Lentz, OFM. Happy Feast Day St. Porphyrius!
“Do you remember what I told you about the nightingale? It sings in the middle of the forest, amid the silence. Can you say that anyone hears it or applauds it? Not a soul. Such breathtakingly beautiful singing in the midst of the wilds! Have you seen how its throat puffs up? That’s what happens also to the person who falls in love with Christ. If he starts to love, his throat swells, he is overcome, his tongue moves incessantly. He finds a cave, a hidden dell, and lives with God secretly, with groanings that cannot be uttered.”
“[As a young monk on Mount Athos] I also liked the hymns that are imbued with divine love, divine eros. It was a lament, a love song, call it what you like. I shed lots of tears, but they weren’t tears of sadness, but tears of joy. I was moved. I sang them beautifully! This was my life.”
“Christ is joy, the true light, happiness, Christ is our hope. Our relation to Christ is love, eros, passion, enthusiasm, longing for the divine… He is a joy that transforms you into a different person. It is a spiritual madness, but in Christ. This spiritual wine inebriates you like pure, unadulterated wine.”
“My main work all those years since I became a spiritual father has been confession. Hours without end, days and nights without a break, I would hear confession, whether I was in Saint Charalambos in Evia, in Saint Gerasimos or in Saint Nicholas in Kallisia, or now here in the monastery. Even when I had my illnesses—and they were many and lasted for years—I received with Christ’s love the souls that God sent me.”
—Words of Saint Porphyrios, recorded in Wounded by Love, from their archive of notes and recordings by the Sisters of the Holy Convent of Chrysopigi.
His feast day is December 2.