Way kewl.
These Greek people make me feel like such a schlub. My standard prayer is to throw my arms around the nearest child who can’t outrun me and say Hail Mary’s until the screaming stops. Then I go clean up the blood.
“My standard prayer is to throw my arms around the nearest child who can’t outrun me and say Hail Mary’s until the screaming stops. Then I go clean up the blood.”
See, TC, this is why I mentioned that +Symeon wrote for his monks and that it was important to remember that when reading him. Monks don’t have the opportunities for theosis which daily present themselves to mothers!