Yesterday we slept in as long as we could. Going almost two days with three or four hours sleep takes a toll and we’re not as young as we used to be….
Dimitri was waiting for us outside his apartment building and welcomed me with a hug, and Marjolaine with a kiss on both cheeks à la française. We went up to his second floor apartment where the table was fully set and loaded with food. We decided to dine right away while the food was hot. He served us lamb sausages, three different pastries filled with spinach, chicken, and feta (in Greek respectively spanakopita, kotopica and tiropita), Greek salad and a rich red wine, all of which he has made himself. He told us he’d been at it since 05:00!
The food was delicious and the conversation very interesting. We talked about our history in the Church and our path to COGWA. Elders from other associations have attempted to “recruit” the brothers, but he told us, he feels this is where God wants him to be.
The word translated patience, ipomoni, he told us, means to stay under pressure, to stay under a yoke, to stay under a burden, to have durability, to tolerate, to persevere, to submit, to subject, to suffer judgement, to dare to act.
It was an enriching afternoon in many ways and most enjoyable.
We finally had to say goodbye, so Dimitri called Spiros again who arrived a quarter of an hour later. We hugged and kissed Dimitri once again and said until next time. We hope to be able to visit again next year, if that will be possible. Airfares are low now between European cities, which makes such visits easier to arrange. Before we left, Dimitri gave us some of his delicious pastries to take with us for dinner, and then we traveled the short, but confusing way back to our hotel.
Tomorrow morning we will head back to Paris for the weekend.