Kur dje, n\u00eb t\u00eb H\u00ebn\u00ebn e Past\u00ebr, hap\u00ebm portat e Kreshm\u00ebs s\u00eb Madhe, n\u00eb t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00eb hap\u00ebm portat e shpirtit ton\u00eb. Sot, n\u00eb dit\u00ebn e dyt\u00eb t\u00eb agj\u00ebrimit, kjo hapje thellohet. Sepse nj\u00eb dit\u00eb p\u00ebrmbajtje \u00ebsht\u00eb vet\u00ebm fillimi, por dy dit\u00eb jan\u00eb tashm\u00eb nj\u00eb hap i vendosur n\u00eb udh\u00eb. E udha k\u00ebrkon q\u00ebndrueshm\u00ebri, guxim dhe, mbi t\u00eb gjitha, vigjilenc\u00eb shpirt\u00ebrore.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSot, duke nisur dit\u00ebn e dyt\u00eb t\u00eb p\u00ebrmbajtjes shp\u00ebtimtare, t\u00eb th\u00ebrrasim, o Zot: shpo zemrat tona me pendim,\u201d k\u00ebndon Triodi i Shenjt\u00eb n\u00eb Sh\u00ebrbes\u00ebn e M\u00ebngjesit. Shpoji \u2013 jo p\u00ebr t\u2019i plagosur, por p\u00ebr t\u2019i hapur. Sepse zemra e mbyllur as nuk mund t\u00eb pranoj\u00eb m\u00ebshir\u00eb, as t\u00eb dhuroj\u00eb dashuri. Pendimi i p\u00ebrulur (umilimi), kjo thyerje e shenjt\u00eb e shpirtit, \u00ebsht\u00eb dhurata q\u00eb k\u00ebrkojm\u00eb n\u00eb k\u00ebto dit\u00eb: t\u00eb mos mbetemi gur, por t\u00eb b\u00ebhemi tok\u00eb q\u00eb pranon far\u00ebn dhe jep fryt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
N\u00eb shenjt\u00ebroren e Manastiri i Sh\u00ebn Gjon Pag\u00ebzorit \u2013 Bigorski, kjo dit\u00eb e dyt\u00eb e agj\u00ebrimit kalon n\u00eb t\u00eb nj\u00ebjt\u00ebn heshtje, n\u00eb t\u00eb nj\u00ebjt\u00ebn but\u00ebsi t\u00eb rrept\u00eb si e para. Manastiri, i mbushur me agj\u00ebrues, merr frym\u00eb n\u00eb t\u00eb nj\u00ebjtin rit\u00ebm pendestar. Nuk ka ngr\u00ebnie e pije, nuk ka fjal\u00eb boshe, por vet\u00ebm teologji dhe lutje.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Tri-k\u00ebnga e M\u00ebngjesores na th\u00ebrret p\u00ebrtej durimit asketik, na fton n\u00eb soditje: \u201cMe agj\u00ebrim le t\u00eb ngjitemi n\u00eb malin e virtytit, duke hedhur tej gj\u00ebrat e ul\u00ebta t\u00eb ndjeshm\u00ebris\u00eb. Le t\u00eb hyjm\u00eb n\u00eb thell\u00ebsit\u00eb e soditjeve t\u00eb shenjta, t\u00eb shohim Krishtin, t\u00eb Dashurin ton\u00eb, n\u00eb bukurin\u00eb e Tij, dhe me ngritje hyjnore t\u00eb hyjm\u00eb n\u00eb hyjnizim.\u201d Sa madh\u00ebshtore \u00ebsht\u00eb kjo figur\u00eb! Agj\u00ebrimi nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb vet\u00ebm luft\u00eb kund\u00ebr pasioneve; ai \u00ebsht\u00eb edhe ngjitje n\u00eb Sinai, hyrje n\u00eb err\u00ebsir\u00ebn e shenjt\u00eb ku Zoti zbulohet, shikim i Krishtit \u201cn\u00eb bukurin\u00eb e Tij\u201d. Dhe ky shikim \u00ebsht\u00eb vet\u00eb q\u00ebllimi. \u00cbsht\u00eb Pashk\u00eb para Pashk\u00ebs.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
N\u00eb Mbr\u00ebm\u00ebsore, stihirat na zbulojn\u00eb thelbin e agj\u00ebrimit t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00eb: \u201cLe t\u00eb agj\u00ebrojm\u00eb jo vet\u00ebm duke u p\u00ebrmbajtur nga ushqimi, por duke u larguar nga t\u00eb gjitha pasionet trupore, q\u00eb t\u00eb b\u00ebhemi t\u00eb denj\u00eb t\u00eb shijojm\u00eb Qengjin, Birin e Per\u00ebndis\u00eb, t\u00eb therur me vullnetin e Tij p\u00ebr bot\u00ebn.\u201d Agj\u00ebrimi, pra, nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb diet\u00eb, por shnd\u00ebrrim. Nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb heqje dor\u00eb nga ushqimi p\u00ebr sh\u00ebndetin e trupit, por \u00e7lirim i shpirtit nga \u00e7do barr\u00eb, q\u00eb ai t\u00eb mund t\u00eb fluturoj\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dhe m\u00eb thell\u00eb akoma, himnografi na kujton Parajs\u00ebn: \u201cMeq\u00eb dikur u d\u00ebbuam nga Parajsa p\u00ebr shkak t\u00eb ushqimit t\u00eb hidhur, le t\u00eb nxitojm\u00eb t\u00eb hyjm\u00eb s\u00ebrish n\u00eb t\u00eb, duke u p\u00ebrmbajtur nga pasionet.\u201d E gjith\u00eb Kreshma \u00ebsht\u00eb kthim n\u00eb Parajs\u00eb. \u00c7do dit\u00eb p\u00ebrmbajtjeje \u00ebsht\u00eb nj\u00eb hap drejt sht\u00ebpis\u00eb s\u00eb humbur. \u00c7do lutje \u00ebsht\u00eb nj\u00eb trokitje n\u00eb port\u00ebn e Parajs\u00ebs.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
N\u00eb Sh\u00ebrbes\u00ebn e Madhe t\u00eb Mbr\u00ebmjes (Pove\u00e7erja e Madhe), nga zemra at\u00ebror\u00eb e Jerondit ton\u00eb, u d\u00ebgjua s\u00ebrish Kanoni i Madh Pendestar i Sh\u00ebn Andreut t\u00eb Kret\u00ebs, tashm\u00eb n\u00eb pjes\u00ebn e dyt\u00eb. Shenjtori na \u00e7on m\u00eb thell\u00eb n\u00eb historin\u00eb biblike t\u00eb r\u00ebnies dhe t\u00eb pendimit. M\u00ebkati e zhveshi njeriun nga rroba q\u00eb Per\u00ebndia i kishte endur dhe e veshi me rroba l\u00ebkure. \u201cJam veshur me rrob\u00ebn e turpit si me gjethe fiku,\u201d thot\u00eb Kanoni, \u201cn\u00eb d\u00ebnim t\u00eb pasioneve t\u00eb mia vet\u00ebdash\u00ebse.\u201d Dhe secili prej nesh, duke d\u00ebgjuar k\u00ebto fjal\u00eb n\u00eb gjysmerr\u00ebsir\u00ebn e tempullit, njeh lakuriq\u00ebsin\u00eb e vet; jo trupore, por shpirt\u00ebrore: lakuriq\u00ebsin\u00eb e shpirtit q\u00eb ka harruar K\u00eb mban brenda vetes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Por n\u00eb mes t\u00eb k\u00ebtij britme pendimi, Kanoni jep edhe drit\u00eb shprese: \u201cEdhe pse kam m\u00ebkatuar, o Shp\u00ebtimtar, e di se Ti e do njeriun. Nd\u00ebshkon me m\u00ebshir\u00eb dhe je i zjarrt\u00eb n\u00eb dhembshuri. M\u00eb sheh duke qar\u00eb dhe nxiton t\u00eb m\u00eb takosh, si Ati q\u00eb th\u00ebrret birin plangprish\u00ebs.\u201d \u00c7far\u00eb ngush\u00ebllimi! Per\u00ebndia nuk pret t\u00eb b\u00ebhemi t\u00eb p\u00ebrsosur p\u00ebr t\u00eb na pranuar. Ai vrapon drejt nesh nd\u00ebrsa ne ende qajm\u00eb n\u00eb udh\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Kondaku i Kanonit na zgjon me z\u00eb t\u00eb mpreht\u00eb e nj\u00ebkoh\u00ebsisht t\u00eb but\u00eb: \u201cShpirti im, shpirti im, ngrihu! P\u00ebrse fle? Fundi po afrohet dhe do t\u00eb turp\u00ebrohesh. Zgjohu q\u00eb t\u00eb t\u00eb kursej\u00eb Krishti Per\u00ebndi, Ai q\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb kudo i pranish\u00ebm dhe i mbush t\u00eb gjitha.\u201d Ky thirrje \u2013 \u201cngrihu, pse fle\u201d \u2013 kumbon gjat\u00eb gjith\u00eb Kreshm\u00ebs si kamban\u00eb p\u00ebr nd\u00ebrgjegjen e fjetur. Jo nes\u00ebr, jo m\u00eb von\u00eb. Tani. Sot. N\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb \u00e7ast.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dhe n\u00eb mes t\u00eb gjith\u00e7kaje \u2013 lutja e Sh\u00ebn Efrem Sirianit, e p\u00ebrs\u00ebritur me p\u00ebrkulje deri n\u00eb tok\u00eb, si rrahje e zemr\u00ebs mbi dheun: \u201cO Zot dhe Mjesht\u00ebr i jet\u00ebs sime, frym\u00eb p\u00ebrtacie, lig\u00ebshtie, dashurie p\u00ebr pushtet dhe fjal\u00ebsh boshe mos m\u00eb jep; por frym\u00eb d\u00eblir\u00ebsie, p\u00ebrul\u00ebsie, durimi dhe dashurie dhuroma mua, sh\u00ebrb\u00ebtorit t\u00ebnd. Po, o Zot Mbret, m\u00eb dhuro t\u00eb shoh m\u00ebkatet e mia dhe t\u00eb mos gjykoj v\u00ebllan\u00eb tim, sepse Ti je i bekuar n\u00eb shekuj t\u00eb shekujve. Amin.\u201d Kjo lutje \u00ebsht\u00eb shtylla kurrizore e Kreshm\u00ebs s\u00eb Madhe. N\u00eb t\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb gjith\u00e7ka: edhe diagnoza e s\u00ebmundjes son\u00eb, edhe ila\u00e7i. Sepse kur njeriu sheh m\u00ebkatin e vet e jo t\u00eb tjetrit, at\u00ebher\u00eb fillon sh\u00ebrimi i v\u00ebrtet\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Le t\u00eb na b\u00ebj\u00eb kjo dit\u00eb e dyt\u00eb e agj\u00ebrimit m\u00eb vigjilent\u00eb se dje. Dhe e nes\u00ebrmja le t\u00eb na gjej\u00eb me zemra t\u00eb shpuara nga pendimi, me sy t\u00eb drejtuar kah Krishti, me buz\u00eb q\u00eb heshtin ndaj fjal\u00ebve boshe dhe hapen vet\u00ebm p\u00ebr lutje e lavd\u00ebrim.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Sepse agj\u00ebrimi sapo ka filluar.
Dhe Ngjallja \u2013 na pret.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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