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The Lord’s eyes on the crucifix-icon opened
A miraculous event has reportedly taken place within the Church of the Holy Sepulchre in the Holy City of Jerusalem. Golgotha, the place of the Lord’s Crucifixion is also within the church, over which stands an altar. Under the altar, pilgrims can venerate the exact place where the Lord’s Cross was placed in the ground, and above the altar hangs a crucifix, on which hangs the crucified Lord with eyes closed.
According to Fr. Theodore Daoud and some friends of mine who happened to be there on that day, a miracle occurred on Wednesday, March 29, in which the Lord’s eyes on the crucifix-icon opened, and remained open throughout the day. There were several witnesses, according to Fr. Theodore. Kyriacos Emmanouilidis, a Greek tour guide in the Holy Land posts on his facebook page, on April 1, a photo of Jesus Christ with his eyes open, which his spiritual father sent him.
Father Theodore Daud writes on his Facebook page, “The miraculous event occurred before the eyes of many priests and visitors, including my friend Archimandrite Malateus Basal whose friend took the pictures, who assured me of what happened in detail, which is that the eyes of the crucified Christ on the icon -which are always closed- remained open throughout the day.” Fr. Theodore writes, “We look at this miracle and all miracles as a sign from God to strengthen our faith and to remember the Divine Love of the One who died on the cross for our sins. May we repent and prepare ourselves for a true Holy Week and Resurrection. Praise God for all things.”
This miracle occurred just a week after work on the edicule over the Lord’s tomb was finished, and two weeks before the great miracle of the Holy Fire, celebrated in the Church of the Holy Sepulchre annually on Holy Saturday.
The forehead of Jesus Christ was dripping sweat and blood
A young woman, who worked as an educator in Athens, visited the Holy Land for the first time, in 2010. The incident, she told us, happened quite unexpectedly one day in March at the Holy Tomb of Jesus in Jerusalem. Anyone who has visited the Holy Sepulchre, at least once, cannot but feel a sense of contrition and awe. Our Christ sister, Maria from Athens, lived through a great miracle.
She did not want to share it with me, but when I told her that I was preparing this book and people had to learn the truth about the miraculous apparitions of Jesus Christ, she acceded to the request. I agree with the decision of some brothers not to want their names mentioned, but sometimes this is necessary to avoid the scandal of some of our more skeptical brothers. However, for those who have their doubts, they can contact me to give them her contact details to confirm the miracle.
To come back to the admirable incident that happened to my friend and sister in Christ, when she entered the Holy Tomb to pray, she felt crushed but also grateful for the great blessing bestowed upon her to have come all this way to pray at the grave of Jesus. She kneeled down and felt a sense of serenity and tenderness. She stood up and left the Holy Tomb only to come face-to-face with Him. He was alive, looking at her. His eyes so piercing and voluble were speaking to her about all the things she was confiding in Him in that Tomb. Overwhelmed, our sister Maria burst into sobs and headed to the point where pilgrims extinguish their 33 candles and turned to face Him but He had disappeared. She saw Christ facing her. What a blessing!
The Nazarene drove out the demons
Father Panteleimon, has served the Holy Sepulchre for many years and has often witnessed miraculous events. At some point in his life, as he said, there was a girl who had been cast a spell on. Her friends and relatives were trying to put her in the Holy Aediculae but the demons wouldn’t let her. They were pulling her out but in the end she managed to disentangle herself from their clutches and stepped in. When he entered the Holy Tomb, the evil spirit started to mumble with a voice so creepy and grotesquely frightening that could have run anybody’s blood cold.
“Why are you mumbling?”, father Panteleimon asked:
“The Nazarene is here…” yelled the evil spirit
“Where’s the Nazarene?” Father Panteleimon asked
“He sleeps on that slab,” he said.
“Can you see him?” Father Panteleimon asked again visibly moved with a voice choking him
“I can see him,” it replied
“Oh, my God… Here’s our beloved Lord, our Jesus Christ” the Father exclaimed and smeared the girl with the holy oil from the cantela, making the sign of the cross on her forehead and, lo and behold, the demons were shamed and driven out ignonimiously.
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5am, the Beach
As long as I was on the path I walked hard, but when I came to the black beach I had to run. For the tide was now nearly flowed; and to get through with my powder dry between the surf and the steep hill, took all the quickness I possessed. As it was, even, the wash caught me to the knees, and I came near falling on a stone. All this time the hurry I was in, and the free air and smell of the sea, kept my spirits lively; but when I was once in the bush and began to climb the path I took it easier.
The fearsomeness of the wood had been a good bit rubbed off for me by Master Case’s banjo-strings and graven images, yet I thought it was a dreary walk, and guessed, when the disciples went up there, they must be badly scared. The light of the lantern, striking among all these trunks and forked branches and twisted rope-ends of lianas, made the whole place, or all that you could see of it, a kind of a puzzle of turning shadows. They came to meet you, solid and quick like giants, and then span off and vanished; they hove up over your head like clubs, and flew away into the night like birds. The floor of the bush glimmered with dead wood, the way the match-box used to shine after you had struck a lucifer. Big, cold drops fell on me from the branches overhead like sweat. There was no wind to mention; only a little icy breath of a land-breeze that stirred nothing; and the harps were silent.
The first thing that surprised the workers wasthe “sweet aroma” they smelled as they drewnear to the tomb. As reported by the workers,the smell is reminiscent of the floral smell which is often spoken about in ancient sources describ-ing the appearances of saints, including the Most Holy Theotokos. The workers also reported that some elec-tronicContinue reading “The unusual phenomena around the Holy Sepulchre as described in Sofia Kioroglou’s book”
Sofia Kioroglou is a thrice award-winning poet, published writer of 5 books, journalist and prolific blogger residing in Athens, Greece, with her husband Peter. She remembers herself born with a quill in her hand writing poems and painting beautiful pictures. Her poems have played on the radio and are included in many anthologies, and a number of literary journals and printed books that include Dumas de Demain, Galleon Liferary Journal, Pengician, Lunaris Review, VerseWrights, Galway Review, The Outlaw Poetry Network, Festival For Poetry, Verse-Virtual, Spillwords, In Between Hangovers, Writink Page, Silver Birch Press, The Blue Nib, Poetry Super Highway, Halkyon Days, Ashvamegh, Fractal.gr, and Winamop, to name but a few. To learn more about Sofia Kioroglou’s work, visit: sofiakioroglou.wordpress.com https://www.facebook.com/Sofia-Kioroglou-1851168701772737/ The Cocoon by Sofia Kioroglou (https://www.odyssey.pm/contributors/sofia-kioroglou-8/) Some lazy silkworms woke up this morning After a protracted period of hibernation They set to work to weave their cocoon of glory While creating their masterpiece, The smartest of them architects Had a brilliant idea He set out to weave the Acropolis Having never been to Greece, His mind was not at rest The days passed and the cocoon was done “A small token of appreciation” he said in reverence His mates all the more content Their dues were paid to History