Ορθόδοξες ανθοδέσμες 1

 

Ἤμουν στὸ λεωφορεῖο καὶ δίπλα μου καθόταν μία κυρία. Περνῶντας ἔξω ἀπὸ ἕναν Ἱερὸ Ναὸ ἔκανα τὸ σταυρό μου. Παρακινούμενη ἀπὸ ἐμένα ἔκανε καὶ ἐκείνη κάτι σὰν σταυρό -γρήγορα -γρήγορα- κάτι σὰν ἀνακάτεμα! Τῆς λέω..''αὐτὸν τὸν σταυρὸ ποὺ κάνεις δὲν τὸν φοβᾶται ὁ διάβολος'' ἔτσι ὅπως τὸν κάνεις εἶναι σὰν νὰ κοροϊδεύεις. Θίχτηκε τότε ἐκείνη καὶ μοῦ λέει...''τί εἶναι αὐτὰ ποὺ λέτε; τὸ ξέρετε πὼς ἐγὼ εἶμαι πολὺ πιστὴ καὶ βοηθάω τὴν ἐκκλησία ὅσο μπορῶ; '' Τῆς ἀπάντησα πὼς δὲν τὸ ἤξερα καὶ συνέχισα ....''Δηλαδὴ ἐκκλησιάζεστε, ἐξομολογείστε,

The Lure of the Mystical Path

 

The Lure of the Mystical Path

By Alice Tallmadge, Correspondent

Originally published in The Oregonian, Sunday, April 9, 2000

From Ashland to Portland, the Orthodox tradition is drawing Oregonians to its ancient depths

EUGENE — The Saturday night buzz is revving outside the doors of St. Eugene Orthodox Church in the Whiteaker neighborhood. Motors race. Doors slam. Nearby taverns begin to fill with eager revelers. But inside the walls of the humble, dome-topped church, an otherworldly peace reigns. Pungent incense hangs