By Zisimos Lorentzatos
Scattered across the surrounding hills and throughout the entire agricultural amphitheater are incredibly numerous churches. The immeasurable depth of Orthodoxy, with the houses of God that you encounter everywhere in Greece, whether you traverse through the valleys and mountains or across the maritime territory that is washed by the sea, where the people have always sustained their spiritual truth: "I write so that you may know how you ought to conduct yourself in the house of God, which is the church of the living God, the pillar and ground of the truth."
Faith and language, peasant and fisherman or sailor, the two foundational and indissoluble cells, intertwined like the lion, the angel, the calf, and the eagle upon the Tetraevangelion, or perhaps the four primordial elements, the much-talked-about four inexhaustible sources, in life and death, the ever-flowing water springs of a people that is the guardian of one of the most remarkable religions and languages in the world....
Seeing our whitewashed chapels and knowing that, whether you enter Hagia Sophia or Saint George in Antikeri, you spiritually enter the same place, I now reflect from here on another Orthodox country, not one that is small and poor, but great and wealthy.
Source: From the book THE GROOVE IS ON THE STEERING WHEEL (Piraeus Church Magazine, June 2025). Translated by John Sanidopoulos
