Ο φίλος Αγγλικανός
Ιερέας π. Andrei
Petrine επισκέφθηκε πρόσφατα το Άγιο Όρος και μας έκανε τη τιμή να μας γράψει (στα
αγγλικά) μερικές εντυπώσεις του, τις οποίες με πολλή χαρά δημοσιεύουμε στο
Ημερολόγιό μας:
The Russians have a saying: “even a stick fires once a
year”. That means anything might happen quite unexpectedly although not without
a reason. In my case, the second visit to Mount Athos in September 2016
resulted from the firing of a woollen prayer rope bought in the Holy Monastery
Iviron a few years earlier. When buying I thought of it more like a special
souvenir, almost like a mug from a gift shop displaying a picture of a museum
or a historic town.
But what began as a kind of curious tourist’s visit
turned out to be more like a pilgrim’s journey in the second round, for, it
seems to me, that the prayer rope was indeed a “fishing line” on the Lord’s
reel. Firstly, querying the way the rope was made, I learned to knit the knots
myself and now not only all of my friends, but my whole house is full of prayer
ropes of different sorts. Secondly (and more importantly), I have tried to pray
the Jesus Prayer… It was then I realised what a treasure I was missing in my
spiritual journey. It brought such joy, focus and enrichment to my prayer life!
In a much broader way The Prayer also touched other aspects of my life
influencing me to review the way I see myself, my ministry, my relationships
with God and the way I discern how the Christian community should function in
the contemporary world.
Because of time constraints I’m afraid it would not be
possible to elaborate on all aspects of the inner transformation that has taken
place within my soul, but after reading the Philokalia and several other books
on Orthodox spirituality the decision was made to visit Mount Athos once again.
To my joy an old friend of mine, Rupert, joined me and we started to plan the
visit.
With the help of our good spiritual orthodox friends
Fr. Anastasios and Dr. Dimitris Salapatas with Mr. Christos Orthodoxou who are
also members of the AECA (Anglican and Eastern Churches Association), of which
I have the honour to be the Pilgrimage Secretary; the permission was obtained
for the Holy Monastery of Vatopedi. It has to be said (in my limited
experience) Greece is always full of surprises, so when Rupert asked me for a
plan of our retreat, my response was, “please be assured of the gracious
hospitality, but forget about the plan.” You see, the monks’ priority is
prayer, not administration. I then added: “They might not even be aware of our
arrival.” I was joking, but surely enough, this was the case. So, after a warm
welcome by the local Fathers we settled in Vatopedi for three days. The day we
arrived Vatopedi celebrated its own special Feast of the Holy Cincture of
Theotokos. The great opportunity to immerse oneself into the life of prayer and
celebration. The feast continued through the night until almost lunch the
following day. Alongside Abbot Ephraim was serving Russian Mitropolit of
Voronez and Liski Sergiy. The visit of the important hierarch no doubt added to
the grandeur and magnificence of the celebration, but what was important for
us, who can be easily classified as outsiders, is the experience of the
intensity of prayer, genuine commitment and humility of the members of this
worshipping community. Their beards are untidy; their way of prayer is very
different, ancient and looks very archaic. Thoughts of accommodating anything
or anyone, making the place “relevant” or “inclusive” do not seem to cross the
minds of the people of prayer. Their motivation is union with God and godly
relationships with each other. The church is a place of worship, not a social
club. Provision for the flesh in terms of comfort is also restricted. You just
stand during the long hours of prayer, for the prayer, if it doesn't cost you
anything, doesn't really count. The serene atmosphere of the holy place might
therefore easily appear strict and severe to the person used to live in the
worldly culture of carnal pleasures, yet, looking intently, one can discern the
abundance of inner joy and unshakable faith.
“It looks like the monks are the only people I know
who can smile with their eyes” said Rupert. I agreed. Even the physical touch
is quite an experience. In the crowded church, filled by sweaty pilgrims
stepping on each other’s toes, monks make their way by moving among or even
physically moving awkwardly standing pilgrims in a surprisingly gentle way. You
feel the touch, but you wonder if it was even physical or not. Then, of course,
the food! We eat twice a day and had a lovely diet with an abundance of olives,
wine, grapes and olives. All grown locally. By the way, the natural environment
at Mount Athos is almost untouched. It is really a nature reserve. At Vatopedi
I was struck to my heart to see the monks standing in a bowing position as we
finished the meal. They have offered us a place to stay, fed us and humbly
bowed as we were leaving the refectory. Unbelievable!
During our stay in Athos we visited two other
Monasteries (St. Anna and Great Lavra) and climbed the Holy Mountain. Quite an
experience! All this would take a lot of time to describe, so to finish I want
to mention one instance that, I believe, was quite significant for us. It was a
conversation with one of the young Fathers who we met near the top of the Holy
Mountain at the place called Panagea. The Father said: “Welcome home”. Those
words now stay with me and make me think.
Thank you to Fr. Anastasios, Dr. Dimitris Salapatas
and Mr. C. Orthodoxou for their help in making this retreat possible. And thank
you to my friend Rupert Miles for his patience and forbearance with me.
In Christ
Fr. Andrei Petrine
Priest in Charge of St. Nicholas Laindon.
AECA Pilgrimage Secretary
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