Strumica, Lazarus’ Saturday ( 23.04.2005 )
Today in Strumica, in the
“At times prayer seems over-slow in bringing results, and life is short. Instinctively we cry, ‘Make haste unto me’. But He does not always respond at once. Like fruit on a tree, our soul is left to scorch in the sun, to endure the cold wind, the scorching wind, to die of thirst or be drowned in the rain. But if we do not let go of the hem of His garment, all will end well. (On Prayer, Elder Sophrony)
