By Saint Ephraim The Syrian Before thy glory,O Christ my Savoir,i will announce all my misconduct and confess the infinitude of Thy mercies,which thou pourest out upon me according to Thy kindness. From my mothers womb i began to grieve Thee,and utterly have I disregarded Thy Grace,for I have neglected my soul.Thou,O my Master,according to the multitude of Thy mercies,hast regarded all my wickedness with patience and kindness.Thy grace has lifted up my head,but daily it is brought low by my sins. Bad habits entangle me like snares,and I rejoice at being thus bound.I sink to the very depths of evil,and this delights me.Daily the enemy gives me new shackles,for he sees how this variety of bonds pleases me. The Fact that I am bound by my own desires should provoke weeping and lamentation,shame and disgrace.and yet more terrible is the fact that I bind myself with the shackles that the enemy places upon me,and I slay myself with the passions that give him pleasure. Although I know how dreadful these shackles are,I hide them behind a noble appearance from all who might see.I appear to be robed in the beautiful clothes of reverence,but my soul is entangled with shameless thoughts.Before all who might see,I am reverent,but inside I am filled with all manner of indecency. My conscience accuses me of all this,..more... tokandylaki.blogspot.ca/2014/03/i-cannot-manage-my-own-selfgrant-me.html
Posted on: Thu, 13 Mar 2014 03:00:12 +0000
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