George D. Dimakopoulos | August 20, 2019
The religious frenzy
and ecclesiological paroxysm
—at the suggestion of the primordial evil serpent—
offend, reproach, and even scorn the departed,
so that the one whose mind is unhinged may "self-justify" through the
"blow"
that will be provoked by his insatiable, gluttonous aversion.
On a certain blog-wander-log,
belonging to one of known diagnosis, of mild to even advanced ideologically
obsessive monomania, we also read the apophatic substantiation of the writer
concerning the repose of our ever-memorable spiritual father, Metropolitan
Cyprian of Oropos and Fili. This individual—like other loiterers and immoderate
wanderers of Synods, blogs, but above all, of ideas and opinions—pronounced,
the wretched man, concerning the appearance of the countenance of our reposed
father during the funeral service, which took place on June 2, 2013, at the katholikon
of the Holy Monastery of Saints Cyprian and Justina in Fili, Attica.
Similarly indecent and improper,
"epic" libelous writings we had read from time to time also from
those afflicted by the deadly virus of "Matthewism"—Matthewite
"automatists" or even lost nullifiers of sacraments—where the
immeasurable rationalization of everything has imposed upon them a personal
theology, a personality-driven ecclesiology, and an individual theocratic
medievalism.
Now to the point. Our spiritual
father—as early as 2007—had suffered multiple strokes due to chronic diabetes,
which had afflicted him since his youth, and, as a result, he remained
bedridden in his cell until the year 2013, when he departed in the Lord. As
time passed, both the upper and lower jaw became completely inactive. The
doctors at Hygeia Hospital, who cared for him without charge, determined the
usual outcome often accompanying a stroke, specifically an ischemic episode:
namely, impairment of the face, resulting in the involuntary drooping of the
corner of the mouth.
He remained in this condition for
at least five to six years. He was nourished only through a feeding tube that
contained blended food, prepared by his tireless and round-the-clock personal
nurse and current abbot of the Monastery, Fr. Theodosius. He fully retained his
mental capacity, communicating through his eyes or the squeezing of his hand.
All of us—his dozens of spiritual children who regularly visited him in his
cell—can testify not only to his mental clarity but also to miracles that
occurred within that small space!
Fr. Theodosius—at an unsuspecting
moment—spoke to us generally about the grace of God that accompanied to the
very end the relentless struggle of our spiritual father, noting as well an
event of astonishing magnitude that occurred throughout all those years of
Job-like patience demonstrated by our Most Reverend father. Due to the ischemic
stroke, the patient's tongue was entirely inactive, without even sensation.
Yet, despite this, the following astonishing thing would occur: if one or two
drops of water were to fall on the tongue, the ailing Metropolitan would not
perceive it, nor was he able to move it.
However, whenever the fathers
placed a little Holy Communion on his tongue with the holy spoon, he would
suddenly curve his tongue and consume it, even though just moments before his
tongue had been completely inactive! This miracle continued up until his
repose. The fathers—especially Fr. Theodosius—were often witnesses of miracles
that occurred in the Most Reverend Fr. Cyprian, about which they never spoke.
They await only God to reveal, through signs, His grace of the Holy Spirit upon
His servant. When the moment came for his departure from the vanity of this
temporary world into the eternal Kingdom of our God, the fathers deliberated on
what to do with his mouth, which of course had been inactive for years and
therefore remained open.
There was the easy option of
entrusting the matter to a funeral home, which—as is done with all the
departed—applies glue to the lips so that no fluids may later emerge from them.
This is a practice known to all. However, the fathers preferred to leave him as
he was, not resorting to any usual practice to close the jaws. And so it was
done. The funeral service was held publicly in the large katholikon of
the Monastery, and thousands of faithful visited during the three-day public
veneration prior to the burial, while hundreds of our brethren from all over
Greece came to say their final farewell to a universally acknowledged holy,
spiritual, and merciful ecclesiastical figure.
From that point on, certain
untheological, semi-educated, but above all, malicious corrupters—led by an
ideologically fixated, "Matthewite" pseudo-bishop from America, a representative of a fictitious ROCOR with a flock of fifty
people—reviled and blasphemed the person of the departed, insinuating that his
expression resembled fear and terror "before the dread judgment seat of
Christ"... These are, of course, the tragic results—marked by uncontrollable,
“medieval” verbosity—of the “Matthewite” mindset, which over the years has
become synonymous with spiritual authoritarianism, ecclesiological obsession,
veiled ecclesiological arrogance; in short, what is rightly called the “heresy
of Matthewism.”
To this group naturally belong
Matthewite, egotistical, and spiritually fragmented ecclesiological
“caricatures,” who change Synods like they change their shoes, and
ecclesiological identities like their shirts. Alongside them are other epic
“water-carriers,” who find no spiritual rest—how could they?—anywhere, simply
because the little devil of ingrained conceit, spiritual sloth, and prayerful
aversion lives and reigns within them.
In conclusion—and let him who
understands, understand: the correctness of faith is "revealed" only
through tireless, prayerful, merciful, and sacramental struggle, to “receivers”
who, with humility and above all good will, are ready to receive it. It is not
pronounced through online all-nighters in front of a screen, nor through
“confessional” vigils before a black keyboard. It does not deviate, does not
transgress, and does not replace the Fathers, the spiritual guides, the Synod.
Otherwise, the dissenting protesters, who with such shameless ease and at the
slightest pretext have debased even the use of the 15th canon of the
First-Second Council, may henceforth cry out the slogan: “Cleomeneses of the
world, unite”!...
Greek source: https://353agios.blogspot.com/2019/08/blog-post_90.html
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