and the look will find nothing more, -
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and the look will find nothing more, -
Живот след смъртта според православното предание - Ж-К. Ларше
Life after death according to Orthodox tradition – Prof. J.-C. Larchet
“Wealth without work
Pleasure without conscience
Science without humanity
Knowledge without character
Politics without principle
Commerce without morality
Worship without sacrifice."
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Stoyan Mikhaylovski
Euthanasia
I
“Hey,
who's knocking on the door?”
so late, it’s after three?…
“A faithful friend is visiting…”
“I will no night guest, go away…”
“Open for me! You were my
admirer before; you’ve called
me more than once
to help…” “Who are, who are you?
Why you say not your name?”
“I don't know my name…”
“You’re looking for something or running away?”
“I bring something to give you…”
“Your name?” “Open,
please, these doors
and accept me as a brother…”
“There is no brotherhood here, go!”
“Don't be so angry, so strict, so evil,
oh people made to do good,
oh souls similar to God’s!”
“Are you a Deity or are you a man?
a spirit unclean, or a genius good?
Who sends you? Where are you from?
Do you bring day or dark?…”
“I am the Fate of the world,
the eternal Destiny —
the supreme power
and the spirit of all things!…”
"Run away, you mighty guest,
don't cross this threshold!
There’s no living person in this house –
here sits a human gloom!
Run! I'm done already
with all earthly chores!
There’s no longer any will in me!
I’m done; its over - what used to be!…
My song was sung!…
My path is lost before me
as if covered by fog;
everything inside me’s broken,
I am an old, deleted organ!…
Way too soon I hurried
to see the meaning of all things —
in disgust I pulled back
from the world stage —
and my soul I bound
to an iron rock!…
Run, you gloomy Fate, flee
to support the warriors,
but do not stop with me again…
II
“I'm the
Fame, open up!
You called me many times,
when still a teenager—
behold, I came at last,
hey, to you I stretch my arms…
Stand Courageously
and Trust Firmly in God. St. Silouan the Athonite
https://youtu.be/oa4EjLiuFvM
And
sometimes for a long time the Lord tests the soul whether it is faithful to Him,
and the soul, not seeing in itself the sweetness that it has known, craves that sweetness again and humbly waits for it and is constantly attracted to the Lord by the fervor of love.
With
grace, it is easy to love God and pray day and night. But the wise soul tolerates even dryness
and trusts firmly in the Lord and knows that He will not shame hopes and will provide
in due time.
The grace
of God comes sometimes soon, and sometimes it is not given over an extended period. But the wise soul humbles itself
and loves its neighbor and meekly bears its cross and thereby defeats the
enemies who try to tear it away from God. When sins like clouds hide from the
soul the light of God's new indwelling, then the soul – although it thirsts for
the Lord – is still weak and powerless as a bird imprisoned in a cage, although
it breaks into a green grove it cannot fly to sing in freedom a song of praise
to God. For a
long time I suffered not knowing the way of the Lord. But now, through many
years and through many sorrows and by the Holy Spirit, I have come to know the
will of God. All that the Lord has commanded must be fulfilled exactly, for
this is the way into the Kingdom of Heaven and we
shall see God. But
think not that you shall see God but rather humble yourself and think that after
death you will be plunged into a dungeon and there you will languish and miss
the Lord.
When we
weep and humble our souls, the
grace of God keeps us, and if we leave weeping and humility, we can get
carried away by thoughts or visions. A humble soul has no visions and does not desire them,
but with a pure mind it prays to God, and a vain mind is not pure of thoughts
and imagination and can even go so far as to see demons and speak to them. I
write about this because I myself was in this misfortune. Twice I was in PRELEST [delusive
charm].
Every day after the noon meal I recite this Troparion [Tone 4] to the Prophet Elijah: