At the Entrance...
Jul 26, 2008 |
Permalink | “I will teach you. With me you will be the best chanter. But I would like you to do me a favor first,” said the stranger.
“What? Anything you want!” Prokopios replied.
“Instead of any payment, I would like for you to throw away that thing you have in your hand (his prayer rope) and stop saying the prayer.”
Then Prokopios realized the stranger was the devil, and he became very, very angry and said, “Get behind me, Satan!” And the Devil vanished immediately.
from An Athonite Gerontikon



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