Dear brothers and sisters, a blessed Theophany in our hearts!

Today, I attended the church services at the Ascension Church, a church dating back in 1894, in the area of the “castles” or “countrysides” in the city of Thessaloniki. Throughout the long services, I was deeply moved and felt many times “the celestial joining the terrestrials”.

To begin with, I suddenly recalled, most vividly, dear childhood memories with priests, catechists, music teachers and choir masters, long departed from this life, yet so present today! They ‘joined’ us ‘on this day’… This was, after all, the first parish in my life where, other than the Sunday and Feasts liturgies, I also regularly attended piano and choir lessons at its parish classes as a very young child. May their memory be eternal!

Then, my grandmother Styliani also ‘joined’ us. This is the church she used to come for decades and offer her embroidery for charity. A holy widow, her husband died when she was about 25 years old leaving her all alone with two little children between world wars, who spent all her life in prayer and charity works despite her poverty. My childhood memories of her are of a gentle, quiet soul sitting in an armchair, silently praying and embroidering tablecloths. I remember her telling me once how an angel helped her in a dream and explained to her how to embroider a very intricate pattern! We were so connected together, especially through her last confession before her death. (This is a very moving story to be told in more detail another time). May her memory be eternal.

Then, Sister Aggeliki ‘joined’ us. On this day of Theophany, Sister Aggeliki fell asleep in the Lord. What a living signpost! I remembered today all her dedication, patience, prayers, and especially one miracle of hers to a young member of our family. It involved a long trip to the States and a small, yet vital surgical operation ‘photographed’ by her, but this too is another, very moving story to be sometime told in more detail. May her memory be eternal.

Then, Eldress Sophia, the holy “fool for Christ” of Panagia Kleisoura Monastery, ‘joined’ us. I recently found out that when she first arrived to Thessaloniki as a refugee, she spent some time here in this church, serving as a sexton/ sacristan before she departed for Kleisoura monastery. Hence, her icon at the entrance and her relics. More photos here

The more the service advanced, the more ‘celestials were joining with the terrestrials’, and this was felt throughout the whole parish. I only offer a few examples even for myself…

Then, Fr P. started saying the holy prayers of Epiphany:

“That it may become a cleansing of the souls and bodies of all those who in faith draw and partake of it, let us pray to the Lord. Choir… That we may be made worthy to be filled with sanctification through the partaking of this water, by the invisible manifestation of the Holy Spirit, let us pray to the Lord. … That the Lord God may hearken unto the voice of supplication of us sinners and have mercy on us, let us pray to the Lord.”

… Here he just broke down in tears and could not continue! I have never experienced anything like this in all my life in a church or a monastery or even the Jordan river itself! We were all in tears and started silently praying with all our hearts … for some time … In the end, another priest concluded the prayers, and soon a Holy procession followed and the waters at Thermaikos golf, outside, were blessed too.

“Many Christians, with a devout desire, seek to be baptized in the Jordan River, but no matter how many times they enter the Jordan River and how many bottles of holy water we drink, if we do not repent, we will not be saved. Near us, next to us, is the Jordan River. It flows within the Church, it is sweet repentance and confession.
Let us bathe in repentance, because with it all sins are erased. And the bath of repentance is the second baptism. And this bath of Divine baptism, which is called repentance, is done consciously and decisively. I wash, so as not to get dirty again, regardless of whether I fail. But I wash with the decision not to get the robe of my soul dirty again.”
+Elder Ephraim Philotheitis.