The ‘hidden’ Fr Antonio’s Gikizas and his close relationship with St Porfyrios –he even knew St Nektarios! — wasanother mystery revealed to us during our recent pilgrimage to Athens and Aegina, another link in the chain of holiness to His Kingdom, another stepping-stone on the Way! Glory to God for all things! What a Joy on Heaven and earth when a new Saint reveals himself to the Church, when new “living stones of His Temple” are revealed. “Ye also, as lively stones, are built up a spiritual house, an holy priesthood, to offer up spiritual sacrifices, acceptable to God by Jesus Christ.” (1 Peter 2:5)
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Who would have imagined that on one of Athens’ busiest avenues, at 59 Alexandras Avenue, in the semi-basement of an apartment building, lived an elder like those we read in the Desert Fathers, with profound humility, compassion and great discernment! It was to this humble, ‘hidden’ priest, Saint Porfyrios would regularly go for Confession, a fact not widely known. One would lay hands on the other and they would confess. One wonders what it was that tied these two elders together.
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This venerable cleric, Father Antonio’s Gikizas, was born in Kranidi, Argolis, on January 7, 1910, and died in Athens, at the age of 89, on September 30, 1999. His academic knowledge was admirable not only for his time but also for ours with his four bachelor degrees and six foreign languages and many more. This academic excellence should normally separate him from the illiterate St Porphyrios, but Father Antonios, despite his great qualifications, always tried to avoid the high offices that were offered to him throughout his life. His humility was profound. When he was still a small child, he met Saint Nektarios, for whom he had a special reverence. And later in his life, he met St Porfyrios. His acquaintance with the elder – and later Saint of the Church – Porphyrios took place when he served for a short time as a preacher in Kymi of Evia.
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So, what was it that tied these two elders together? Fathers believe that it was their profound humility and their focus on repentance and the Sacrament of Confession throughout their lives. Father Antonios of blessed memory insisted that what we all need, more than anything else, is “repentance, this gift from God. … Repentance is the key for our entry into the heavenly world, in His Uncreated Church…”. Clearly this was the focus of Saint Porphyrios’ life too, as revealed in his Testament to his Spiritual children, six months before he fell asleep in the Lord: “From a small child I was in sins——But the world thought I was good and everyone shouts that I am a saint. As for me, I feel that I am the most sinful person in the world.——whatever I remembered, of course I have confessed —-But now I have a feeling that my spiritual sins are too many and I ask those of you who have known me to pray for me because I too humbly prayed for you while I lived!” I truly wonders why would such holy men feel that sinful and regularly go to Confession until old age… To confess what? And if they felt and acted thus, what about us?
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How inter-connected Holiness, Saints are in God’s Providence! Glory to God for all things! “That they all may be one; as thou, Father, art in me, and I in thee, that they also may be one in us” (John 17:21)
How an icon of Prophet Elijah (20th July) was a revelatory moment for Fr Jonathan Hemmings in his conversion to Orthodoxy
The grace bearing nature of Icons within Holy Orthodoxy means that we encounter a window into heaven. The veneration of an icon is the expression of the love we have for our Lord and Saviour, His most Holy Mother and His sanctified family, the righteous who foretold His coming and the saints who followed His example; it is the physical expression and consequence of our belief in the communion of saints. We venerate the prototype who is worthy and who in turn prays for us. The grace that is given to each Icon, which in its very formation and writing is the fruit of prayer rather than art, brings us to a deeper understanding of our own salvation.
I remember some years ago on the feast of the St. Elijah (Elias) looking at the Icon of the Prophet. I had read the story of this bold ambassador of God’s word as a student of the Old Testament years before; how he dared to speak the word of God to his own people who were following other gods and how he earned the wrath of the evil Queen Jezebel and her 400 hundred prophets of Baal. Exhausted by his labours the righteous prophet seeks refuge in a cave. There God sustains him through commanding ravens to feed his servant. The Icon of the prophet shows him in a cave with a black bird with food in his beak coming to feed the prophet. 1 Kings 17:2-6 (New King James Version) 2Then the word of the LORD came to him, saying, 3“Get away from here and turn eastward, and hide by the Brook Cherith, which flows into the Jordan. 4And it will be that you shall drink from the brook, and I have commanded the ravens to feed you there.” 5So he went and did according to the word of the LORD, for he went and stayed by the Brook Cherith, which flows into the Jordan. 6The ravens brought him bread and meat in the morning, and bread and meat in the evening; and he drank from the brook.
This for me, as I looked at the Icon was a revelatory moment. Exhausted spiritually, these words came back to me with great force for I too was hungry for spiritual food which was to be found in the East and God sent black robed priests from the west to come and feed me and others so that we could be strengthened and sustained.
… in his Church (Kamariza) at Lavrio, Attica. This church was another stop at our recent Athens-Aegina pilgrimage, and dominates in the centre of the mining activity in Lavrio, both during antiquity and in modern times.
It was founded by the archimandrite Nektarios Vitalis, of blessed memory, in memory of the time that Agios Nektarios passed through this area.
Its construction started in 1966 and from 1972 it has functioned as a Holy Pilgrimage, attracting crowds of people from all over Greece.
Architecturally it is cross-in-square with a dome and follows the Byzantine order. Many outbuildings and chapels have been added to it. It celebrates on November 9th, day of death of Agios Nektarios, and on September 3rd, day of the translation of his relics.
Icon of St. Nektarios embracing and healing Fr. Nektarios Vitalis, along with the two women bearing witness to this to the left, and the doctors confirming the miracle to the right. The icon is from the church of St. Nektarios in Aretaieion Hospital. Photo: Mystagogy
+ Archimandrite Nektarios Vitalis of blessed memory is well-known in Lavrio [a city in Attika, Greece] for his deeds and his sympathy to the poor and those written-off by the world. Vasileios was his baptismal name, was born in a big family with 16 siblings and lived a holy childhood. His life was a chain of miracles, starting with his baptism, when in the baptismal font, the sign of the Cross appeared and the priest said: “either this boy will die or he will wear the Cross”. Throughout his life Elder Nektarios was blessed with a very close relationship with Saint Nektarios. It started when as a young man, Elder Nektarios went to the grave of St Nektarios in Aegina and asked the Saint about his calling, and St Nektarios reassured him in a miracle that indeed he would become a priest and would also receive his name.
Miracle of Saint Nektarios: The Healing of Fr. Nektarios Vitalis of Cancer
November 9, 2012
Fr. Nektarios Vitalis retells the following incident how St Nektarios visited him in his church and healed him when he was dying from cancer. What is said below has been told elsewhere, repeatedly, including in the book I talked to Saint Nektarios (Athens 1997, Manolis Melinos):
“I was suffering from a serious form of cancer. My chest was an open wound that was continuously running blood and pus. I would tear my undershirts from the pain. It was a tragic situation, and I was headed directly to death. So you understand, I had even prepared my grave clothes….
“On the 26th of March 1980, in the morning, I was talking in my office in the basement of the Church with Sofia Bourdoy (the church care-taker [a woman who cleans the church]) and the icon painter Helen Kitraki, when the door suddenly opened and an old, unknown man entered. He had a snow-white beard, was short and was slighty bald. He looked exactly the same as St. Nektarios appears in photographs. He took three candles without paying and lit only two. He venerated all the icons of the church, but passed over the icon of St. Nektarios without venerating it. He did not see me where I was. I had terrible pains when they pulled aside the curtain of the office and went to see the old man. He faced the Beautiful Gate [the Royal Doors in the Holy Iconostasion], crossed his palms and without looking around he asked: ‘Is the Geronta [Elder] here?’
“The church care-taker knowing my disease wanted to protect me…: ‘No, no…he is at home with the flu….’
“He replied: ‘Never mind. Pray, and have a Good Resurrection,’ [the traditional Orthodox greeting during Great Lent in anticipation of Pascha ‘Kali Anastasi’] he said as he left.
“The church care-taker came running to me and said ‘Father Nektarios, the old man who just left resembled St. Nektarios himself! His eyes flew flames. It seems to me that was St. Nektarios and he came to help you….’
“I thanked her thinking that she said this to console me. But deep down something was wrong. I sent her along with the icon painter to find the unknown man and quickly bring him back. I walked into the sanctuary and venerated the Crucified One [the icon of Christ on the Cross in every Holy Altar] crying, and once again asking Christ to heal me. Their footsteps stopped: ‘Father, the Elder has come!’
“I tried to kiss his hand, but out of humilty he did not let me. He bent and kissed my own! I asked him: ‘What is your name?’
“‘Anastasios, my son,’ he said, relating his baptismal name that he had before he become a monk….
“I led him to venerate the holy relics. He took out a pair of glasses with only one arm, and as soon as we saw them we were amazed! They were the same glasses of St. Nektarios that we had in the case with the holy relics. They were given to me by the old Gerontissa [Eldress] Nektaria of the monastery in Aegina.
“‘Faith is everything!’ said the stranger, as he put on his glasses.
“He began with reverence to embrace all the holy relics as the church care-taker showed, except for the relics of St. Nektarios, which he passed over….
“‘Geronta, forgive me,’ I said, ‘but why don’t you venerate the miraculous Saint Nektarios?’
“He turned and looked at me smiling. I asked him: ‘Where are you staying Geronta?’
“He showed me the ceiling, where we were building the new church [dedicated to St. Nektarios], saying: ‘My house is still not ready and I’m worried. My position does not allow me to live here and there….’
“‘Geronta, I must confess, you were told a lie earlier. I have cancer! But I want to get well, to make the Holy Altar, to finish the Church first, and then I can die….’
“‘Do not worry,’ he told me. ‘I’m leaving now. I’m going to Paros [an island in Greece] to venerate St. Arsenios and to visit Fr. Philotheos [Zervakos],’ he added, starting to leave and passing by the big icon without giving it a second thought….
“I stopped him and put my hands to his face.
“‘My Geronta, my Geronta, your face looks exactly like St. Nektarios who is honored here in our church….’
“Then, tears rolled from his eyes. He crossed me and embraced me with his hands. Taking courage I opened my hands to hug him. But when I spread out my hands, and while I was watching I could see him before my face, my arms closed back to my chest! The hairs then stood up on my arms and I crossed myself!
“I said again: ‘O my Geronta, I beg you, I want to live to do my first Liturgy. Help me to live….’
“He left from being close to me and stopped in front of his icon and said: ‘Oh, my child Nektarios, don’t worry. It is a passing trial, and you will be well! The miracle which you are asking for will happen, and it will be told to the whole world. Don’t be afraid….’
“Immediately he left us by walking through a closed door….
“The women ran to catch up to him. They reached him at the bus stop. He went inside and disappeared before the bus left!”
This story is always told by Fr. Nektarios himself, a respected and reliable person, and in the presence of witnesses. Fr. Nektarios eventually became well – to the amazement of doctors, radiologists, and forecasters of death. Because above all is Christ, our living God, and our intercessors before God, the Saints, plus our Mother the Panagia!
For “where God wills, the laws of nature are overcome….”
A short encomium written by Mr. Manolis Melinos, who wrote several books on St. Nektarios, his life and miracles, and especially came to know Elder Nektarios: ELDER NEKTARIOS The sweet, the simple, the father, The brother, the fellow man, The consoler, the humble one, The child among children, the great one among the great, the elder among the elders, in other words, the child-elder, reposed today, February 8th, 2018 at the age of 88. Now he is an intercessor for us at the heavenly Altar, together with St. Nektarios, near the Great High Priest Christ, Whom he had and never abandoned! You all and everyone knows my spiritual relationship with him for 33 years, and I am deeply thankful to God Who made me worthy to be near him and to write his biography… Now, humanly, our large spiritual family is in mourning along with my biological family, and I unworthily entreat God to make him worthy to continue to pray on behalf of us. In the proper time, I will return to write more in detail, but I am compelled at least to write this. (Source)
+ Elder Nektarios near death experience — video where the Elder recalls this great miracle of his “death”, his ascent to Heaven, his meeting Christ and Saint Nektarios in Paradise, and his return back to life
Written by Andreas Christoforou – associate of the St Therapon church; Transl. little city hermit
My beloved Athens, Thank you for hosting us for so many years and making us partakers of the Life of your Saints! Athens of Agios Nektarios! There in Aretaia hospital is still the bed where the sanctified soul of Saint Nektarios left his aching body to ascend to the King of Heaven! There somewhere in Koukaki was the poor house where he lived chased by the slanderers, not having to pay the rent. There he was seen by the indignant, unpaid landlady when she burst open his room, and to her amazement she saw him rapt in deep prayer, with hands raised to God!
Agios Nektarios: On the 2nd floor of the Aretaia hospital on Vasilisis Sophia in Athens is the ward where he was hospitalized for about 2 months and on November 8, 1920, Agios Nektarios fell asleep.St Nektarios
There, on Vouliagmenis Avenue, Saint Nikolaos Planas worked and distributed “Eternal Life”! There in “Infectious Diseases” Hospital in Aegaleo, next to the Sacred Way, a leper, Saint Nikiforos left with the Martyrdom of Leprosy, a “smell of spiritual fragrance” and a successor, Great Fr. Eumenios Saridakis with his endless services and endless Repentance. There in the place of avoidance a secret group of anonymous lepers sanctified you daily, my Athens! While the old man Eumenios was leaving Loimodon Noson for Evangelism for his last hospitalization, on the way he blessed Athens and said: “How beautiful Athens is! Blessed Athens!” He blessed the streets, Omonia, the Agora, the Metropolis, the Parliament, the whole city! What else could the Holy Elder see in Athens, apart from the seal of Holiness that so many of its Saints, visible and hidden, ancient and modern, left on their path?
St Nikolaos PlanasSt Nikolaos PlanasSt Nikolaos Planas
At the Red Cross, a tireless deacon of everything, the wonderful Father Elpidios, brother of Saint Philomenos of the Holy Sepulchre, gave his testimony to the sick and the helpless! Buried, he sanctifies the Rhodopolis of Stamata together with the recently buried recently canonised Saint Athanasios Hamakiotis! The air of Athens was filled with fragrance in the 20th Century! And behold, the Roman figure of the sanctified Father Simon of Arvanitis and his successor, an accomplished Levite, the practical keeper of the Gospel, the Preacher of the Commandments of God, the humble and meek Father Markos Manolis appears! Who knew him and did not feel his Holiness? A man of overnight and continuous Repentance and prayer, of secret but also practical ministry?
On the left, Elder Father Elpidios (1913-1983) and his twin brother Hieromartyr Filoumenos (1913-1979).St Athanasios outside Neratziotissa, Athens suburbGerondas Simon ArvanitisFather Markos Manolis in Holy Land, Christ’s Prison cell
Who knew the secret Father Antonios Gikizas who defamed and sanctified Alexandra Avenue, in the heart of the traffic in the semi-basement apartment? Who knew that this was the resting place of Saint Porphyry? Who would have imagined that in the heart of Athens, where trade, prostitution, illegal transactions, the stock market, the central market, give and take and bring, a huge figure of Holiness, an illiterate omniscient, an tireless Minister, would be consecrated in a small church of Agios Gerasimos, Saint Porphyrios?
Father Antonios Gikizas— some Fathers claim he was the unknown spiritual father of Saint PorfyriosSaint Porphyrios of Kafsokalyvia
Oh my Holy Athens! O bustling Holy Desert Athens! Oh Noble Athens, humble one, who produced so many great modern Saints who continued the Holiness of Saint Philothei, you remained Unknown as a place of Sanctification of the 20th and 21st Centuries! Everyone runs to worship! Where are you going; Did you go to Aretaiio? Did you go to St. Gerasimos at the Polyclinic? Did you go to Agios Ioannis on Vouliagmenis Avenue? Did you go to the Church of Saints Anargyroi at Infectious Diseases Hospital in Aegaleo? Did you go to Rodopolis? Did you go to Dionysus at the Church of St. George at the tomb of Fr. Mark?
Holy humble princess Athens! Have you smelled the Fragrant Air of these and many unknown Saints buried in her bowels? You have raised many Saints, my Athens, and you have them in your heart! The Tradition continues. Saint Nektarios opened the door of the 20th Century, and all the above and even more secret, unknown holy men and women have walked through it. Secret successors of the Holy Spirit still walk it today. Noise, chaos, traffic, marches, cars, pedestrians, traffic lights, trolleys and buses all move non-stop. And yet there are apartments – cells and retreats – in apartment buildings that secretly weave the thread of Life at night, invisible hesychasts, men and women, God rests in them, who are “poor in Spirit” and citizens of the Kingdom of Heaven!
Everyone is anxious about the Judgment for the coming great war that will shake the world, but few know that the course of the world is determined by the few, hidden, “insignificant” workers of Repentance who change with the tears of their own repentance the wrath of God for the wild debauchery, into Mercy and Providence for all the world. As long as God sees the Repentance of the few, he overlooks the sin of the many and life continues, the war is postponed, because new people repent and enter the Church!
Extend your Mercy to them! My despised Athens, you used to be the most beautiful city, then got ugly and humiliated, and now, you are full of Saints, old and modern! My Athens, thank you!
Andreas Christoforou, Refugee from Cyprus in Athens for 44 years!
Comments: When I read this text I felt ashamed that a refugee child came to show us around our house, revealing the spiritual treasures of Athens, which we did not know, while we should have known. I am ashamed but also grateful to him for this spiritual revelation he gave me. Dimitrios Tseleggidis, Professor of Dogmatics, University of Thessaloniki
Doxastikon of the Stichera in the Plagal of the Second Tone
You traveled the path of the ascetics well, towards the working of virtues, O God-bearer Paisios, and you drove out the man of the flesh from your heart, while your nous meditated on unceasing prayer, andtheoria of the Uncreated Light. Therefore, having partaken of the gifts of your graces, we hymn you, O Venerable One, and we say with joy: Rejoice, the offspring of Farasa, the pride of Athos, the pillar of Konitsa, the teacher of Monastics, the dweller of Sinai. Rejoice, you who were adorned with the garment of dispassion, and therefore became a guide to the youth, the lifting-up of the fallen, and the return of the deluded. Rejoice, O example for Monastics, the type for laymen, and the rest and refreshment for the faithful Orthodox. And now, O Godly-adorned Elder, ceaselessly entreat Christ God on behalf of us, who celebrate your sacred memory.
ORTHODOX CHRISTIAN FAITH AND LIFE 