A spiritual son of St. Porphyrios describes how the elder served Christ with incredible love and devotion in the Divine Liturgy.A reading from “Father Porphyrios: The Discerning, The Foreseeing, The Healer” by Anargyros J. Kalliatsos, p. 52-54🎧 To Be A Christian You Must Become A Poet - St. Porphyrioshttps://youtu.be/sp_NV5zj9wo🎧 Noetic Sound Waves of the Heart - From the Life of St. Porphyrioshttps://youtu.be/n5dWVVDDvhM🎧 Original recording of Saint Porphyrios saying the Jesus Prayer:https://youtu.be/w7XSW7wpCfY?si=w3yUXGV94QMWg4FH📖 Wounded by Love: The Life and Wisdom of Elder Porphyrios:https://www.holycross.org/products/wounded-by-love-the-life-and-the-wisdom-of-elder-porphyrios?srsltid=AfmBOoorE21YcZGUDow6RQlSnMJLerM851JSD-JP01Rl_2lvrmd0tO7n📖Healing the Soul: Saint Porphyrios as a Model for Our Lives. The St. John Chrysostom Monastery in Wisconsin publishes this book. Email them to ask how to obtain a copy:https://www.stchrysostomoscrafts.com/⛪ FIND an Orthodox parish and monastery near you: https://orthodox-world.org/https://orthodoxyinamerica.org/🎁Support my work here:https://buymeacoffee.com/orthodoxwisdom_______Father Porphyrios was actually living the divine mystery. This was obvious by the way he acted. The consecrated bread was for him really the Body of Christ. And when he cut it, he felt pain in his heart. He was more than sure that he cut Christ's Body itself! During the Prothesis, he was reading the prayers with particular emphasis and such expression that even the most faithless could not fail being moved. It is impossible to forget the way he prayed for the living and the dead: "Remember, Lord, your servant So-and-so." It was asked with such sweetness and in such a supplicatory tone that it was impossible to be refused; not by God, who is merciful, forbearing, and full of love, but even by the worst criminal of the world. I also noticed that during the Divine Liturgy Papouli gave the impression that he was not hearing or seeing. He was not in touch with the world around him. He was living in his own world. Nevertheless, I did not leave him in peace even there. Every now and then, I went near him to show him my love. With full response he made the sign of the cross on my forehead with the sacred spoon' or his cross, or any other sacred object that he had in his saintly hands at that time. That was not done in the way the other priests did it. He crossed with such faith and force on the forehead, the head, or any other part of the body that it was really felt. Sometimes, I had the impression that my forehead started bleeding. Of course, that never happened. What also impressed me enormously was the way he collected the Divine Pearls! His diligence, his devotion, his care, and his fear in case he lost one of them could not be described. He was literally sweating from agony. Finally, I would consider it an omission if I did not say anything, at least two words, about the way father Porphyrios chanted. His chanting bore no relation to the common chanting we hear in most churches today. It had something completely distinct. It was plain, unaffected, low, without high pitches and other vocal techniques reminding oriental songs. He avoided showing off his vocal ability. This does not mean that he lacked such an ability. What he was interested in was to pronounce correctly and clearly what he chanted; on the one hand, to offer the chant to the people comprehensibly and, on the other hand, to have a direct and continuous contact with God. He achieved both because he had great faith in God and he loved Him more than anything else in the world.
