The Holy Spirit is not visible.
He is Light!
He came into the world and did not leave. He moves
with a great noise, but no one hears it! He passes by everyone constantly, but
he sets up camp where there is repentance.
Divine things are fragrant.
They bring peace, tranquility and paradise to the soul
and control for our messes. I see in the Light that God is everything and I am
nothing…”
“Oh, oh! Light! Light! Other than this light.
Angels sing. Joy, exultation, a festival. As if you
were in a blooming orchard.
The poor in
hell see the joys of the righteous and languish even more.”
These, my child, are the sweets that God gives to old
people like me so that we may turn to repentance.
May you have the blessing of the Holy Trinity, the God
of Lights, the only true God.
“The Holy Elder Galaktia of Crete”, “Theomorphou”
publications of the Holy Metropolis of Morphou.. (p. 86)(p. 134).
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