Kur mbi tok\u00eb u shfaq\u00ebn tmerret e luft\u00ebs, ai kishte lindur; kur klithte e agonizonte bota, ai p\u00ebrjetonte n\u00eb nj\u00eb vend t\u00eb saj.<\/p>\n
Shpirti i tij \u00ebngj\u00ebllor, shihte p\u00ebrtej dhimbjesh e g\u00ebrmadhash, k\u00ebrkonte Atin mes lutjesh, dhe asnj\u00ebher\u00eb s’d\u00ebshp\u00ebrohej zemra e tij.<\/p>\n
Dit\u00ebt rrokulliseshin: t\u00eb p\u00ebrgjakura, t\u00eb rrafshta, shkrep\u00ebtyese, rrebele, t\u00eb rreshkura, t\u00eb m\u00ebdha, ngrir\u00ebse, t\u00eb heshtura. Njer\u00ebzit, v\u00ebrshonin marr\u00ebmendsh\u00ebm si uj\u00ebrat e zhurmsh\u00ebm p\u00ebrmes kataraktit. Nd\u00ebrsa ai, mendonte p\u00ebr Dashurin\u00eb, q\u00eb mb\u00ebshtjell dheun; donte, q\u00eb zemra e tij t\u00eb fluturonte si p\u00ebllumbi i bardh\u00eb, t\u00eb gjente shpres\u00ebn, paqen p\u00ebr bot\u00ebn, q\u00eb po rilindte.<\/p>\n
E ja, Per\u00ebndia hyri n\u00eb kopshtin e shpirtit t\u00eb tij, dhuroi e mbolli lule er\u00ebk\u00ebndshme. Me arom\u00ebn e tyre, sa shpirtra u sh\u00ebruan, sa njer\u00ebz mor\u00ebn Jet\u00eb, sa ngaz\u00ebllime shk\u00eblqyen. Jo larg, \u00ebsht\u00eb Afrika – d\u00ebshmi e udh\u00ebve t\u00eb kuror\u00ebzuara prej fluturimeve Jet\u00ebdh\u00ebn\u00ebse, Ringjall\u00ebse t\u00eb tij. Kur e mbaroi Misionin e lart\u00eb, t\u00eb per\u00ebndish\u00ebm, atje, mbeti Hiri i Lavdish\u00ebm, Strehimi Hyjnor i shpres\u00ebs njer\u00ebzore, Kandili i Bukur, q\u00eb p\u00ebrmban Drit\u00ebn dhe \u00e7on lart n\u00ebp\u00ebr Udh\u00ebn, sy shpirtrash pas rilindjeve t\u00eb p\u00ebrher\u00ebshme.<\/p>\n
. . . E thirri Z\u00ebri p\u00ebrs\u00ebri. T\u00eb shkosh pas Tij, do t\u00eb thot\u00eb P\u00ebrul\u00ebsi. Ta ndjek\u00ebsh At\u00eb, do t\u00eb thot\u00eb t\u00eb marr\u00ebsh Kryqin n\u00eb krah\u00eb e t\u00eb mos njoh\u00ebsh, ve\u00e7 dashurin\u00eb p\u00ebr T\u00eb.<\/p>\n
Dhe v\u00ebrtet, ai mb\u00ebrriti k\u00ebtu. Pa fragmente lot\u00ebsh, n\u00eb horizonte shpirtrash; pa hidh\u00ebrimin, q\u00eb po tretej, gjeti zemra gufuese, etje, dele, q\u00eb rendnin kudo dhe kurrkund, gjeti djemt\u00eb plangprish\u00ebs, gjeti nj\u00eb humb\u00ebtir\u00eb dhe n\u00eb fund t\u00eb saj kuror\u00ebn ton\u00eb t\u00eb shprishur n\u00eb ethe demon\u00ebsh. . . Duhej ta merrte n\u00eb duar k\u00ebt\u00eb kuror\u00eb, ta ngrinte, t\u00eb b\u00ebhej pjes\u00eb e jet\u00ebs s\u00eb saj, ta ushqente, ta mbronte, ta p\u00ebrgjonte si nj\u00eb n\u00ebn\u00eb e dhembshur tek kalonte \u00e7astet e fundit t\u00eb zjarrmis\u00eb e pasi ta vesonte me Fjal\u00ebn, ta niste drejt Hap\u00ebsirave Qiellore.<\/p>\n
Erdhi ky hierapostull i Krishtit dhe \u00e7burgosi prej harres\u00ebs dhe pluhurave stuhinore, rr\u00ebnj\u00ebt vezulluese, themelet e arta 2000-vje\u00e7are t\u00eb Orthodhoksis\u00eb, erdhi prej Shpirtit t\u00eb Zotit kjo Ngjallje p\u00ebr eshtrat e pajeta, ku derdhej trishtuesh\u00ebm braktisja e turpshme, d\u00ebrgoi Per\u00ebndia Ngjalljen p\u00ebr Ngjallje . . . “Cila Per\u00ebndi, \u00ebsht\u00eb aq e madhe, sa Per\u00ebndia jon\u00eb? Ti je Per\u00ebndi e vetme, q\u00eb b\u00ebn \u00e7udira!”<\/p>\n
U end gjys\u00ebm e vdekur anija e besimit ton\u00eb, n\u00ebp\u00ebr detra \u00e7mendurie, por m\u00ebshira e t\u00eb Lartit. Dashuria e Tij, e nxori nj\u00eb dit\u00eb n\u00eb ujdhes\u00ebn e tr\u00ebndafilt\u00eb t\u00eb Shpres\u00ebs e Paqes. Dhe u ngjit n\u00eb t\u00eb, vet\u00eb pionieri i misionarizmit orthodhoks i shek. XX, u ngjit p\u00ebr t\u00eb sjell\u00eb Nektarin e Emb\u00ebl Ungjill\u00ebzues, u ngjit n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb Kryq p\u00ebr t\u00eb sjell\u00eb drejt nesh, Thesarin e Bekimit t\u00eb Krishtit e p\u00ebr t\u00eb \u00e7uar drejt Tij zemrat tona t\u00eb brishta, u ngjit, p\u00ebr t\u00eb shk\u00eblqyer “si drita mes err\u00ebsir\u00ebs”.<\/p>\n
Ndofta, askush s’mund ta dij\u00eb, se prej \u00e7’druri t\u00eb r\u00ebnd\u00eb, \u00ebsht\u00eb i nd\u00ebrtuar ky Kryq, ve\u00e7 tij. Kur koha nxjerr her\u00eb-her\u00eb gjemba\u00e7\u00eb verdhan\u00eb, t\u00eb helm\u00ebt, q\u00eb rrahin vetveten p\u00ebr t’u b\u00ebr\u00eb me kuror\u00eb, q\u00eb duan t\u00eb shpojn\u00eb edhe ajrin, se, pse s’jan\u00eb lule e me shigjeta hiri q\u00ebllojn\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u00eb helmatisur Kryqin e Ndritur n\u00eb krah\u00ebt e tij. kuptojm\u00eb ndoshta nj\u00eb grimc\u00eb, prej pesh\u00ebs s\u00eb atij Kryqi. Por p\u00ebrball\u00eb pesh\u00ebs – buz\u00ebqeshja, p\u00ebrball\u00eb rreziqeve, p\u00ebrpjekjeve, vuajtjeve – dashuria, mir\u00ebsia, urtia, p\u00ebrul\u00ebsia, virtytet hyjnore t\u00eb tij p\u00ebrgjigjen: “Zgjedha e Krishtit \u00ebsht\u00eb e \u00ebmb\u00ebl dhe barra e Tij \u00ebsht\u00eb e leht\u00eb”. (Mat 11:30).<\/p>\n
Sa mund ta tregoj falenderimin, q\u00eb nxiton t\u00eb dal\u00eb vrullsh\u00ebm prej zemrave, ndaj Per\u00ebndis\u00eb: lumturin\u00eb e tyre p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb bari, q\u00eb Kryebariu e ka d\u00ebrguar, ngaz\u00ebllimin e tyre kur n\u00eb syt\u00eb, n\u00eb buz\u00ebqeshjen, n\u00eb dashurin\u00eb e tij shohin Krishtin! Krishti – tek ai; kur flet, predikon, kur menduesh\u00ebm tret v\u00ebshtrimin diku larg dhe merr mbi vete dhimbje-gjaku, dhimbje-shpirtrash, kur rrethohet prej cic\u00ebrimave t\u00eb f\u00ebmij\u00ebve, kur ngaz\u00ebllen n\u00eb Festa Drite, kur lutet p\u00ebrkushtuesh\u00ebm, kur ngre n\u00eb rilindje, kur \u00e7do dit\u00eb merr Kryqin e tij dhe p\u00ebrshkon nj\u00eb pjes\u00eb, prej udh\u00ebs s\u00eb Kalvarit … se “si\u00e7 \u00ebsht\u00eb Qiellori, t\u00eb till\u00eb do t\u00eb jen\u00eb edhe qiellor\u00ebt!” se ai “\u00ebsht\u00eb kryq\u00ebzuar bashk\u00eb me Krishtin dhe Krishti jeton tani n\u00eb t\u00eb”.<\/p>\n
Dhe shpirti i tij i mbjell\u00eb nga Per\u00ebndia, p\u00ebrhap e p\u00ebrhap arom\u00eb se “ai \u00ebsht\u00eb p\u00ebr Per\u00ebndin\u00eb, era e k\u00ebndshme e Krishtit nd\u00ebr ata, q\u00eb shp\u00ebtohen. . . ”<\/p>\n
Humba n\u00eb g\u00ebzimin e t\u00eb shkruarit p\u00ebr t\u00eb, p\u00ebr “v\u00ebllan\u00eb e Krishtit”, q\u00eb e kemi kaq pran\u00eb, p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb njeri, q\u00eb nga Burimi i Jet\u00ebs, sjell Jet\u00eb n\u00eb dheun ton\u00eb, dhe e ndiej, se kam treguar p\u00ebr ju, ve\u00e7 nj\u00eb shk\u00ebndij\u00ebz nga jeta-pishtar e tij. Por me g\u00ebzimin e k\u00ebsaj shk\u00ebndij\u00ebze, d\u00ebshiroj t\u00eb themi t\u00eb gjith\u00eb fjal\u00ebt e Apostull Pavlit. “Le ta falenderojm\u00eb Per\u00ebndin\u00eb, p\u00ebr dhurat\u00ebn e tij t\u00eb patregueshme” (2 Kor. 9:15) e t’i lutemi, q\u00eb ta kemi midis nesh sa m\u00eb gjat\u00eb, bekimin e Tij t\u00eb pa\u00e7muesh\u00ebm.<\/p>\n
Efrosina Noti<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Tekst poetik dhe shpirt\u00ebror nga Efrosina Noti q\u00eb lavd\u00ebron vepr\u00ebn e Kryepiskopit Anastas si hierapostull i Krishtit. P\u00ebrshkruan misionin e tij n\u00eb Afrik\u00eb dhe ringjalljen q\u00eb ai sjell n\u00eb Kish\u00ebn Orthodhokse t\u00eb Shqip\u00ebris\u00eb.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"inline_featured_image":false,"nentitulli":"","numri":"11 (38)","viti":"1995","muaji":"Nentor","muaji_numer":"11","dita":"","faqet":"[2]","fjale_kyce":"[\"Kryepiskop Anastas\", \"hierapostull\", \"misioni\", \"Afrika\", \"Orthodhoksia\", \"Ngjallje\", \"Kryqi\", \"dashuria\"]","permbledhje":"Tekst poetik dhe shpirt\u00ebror nga Efrosina Noti q\u00eb lavd\u00ebron vepr\u00ebn e Kryepiskopit Anastas si hierapostull i Krishtit. P\u00ebrshkruan misionin e tij n\u00eb Afrik\u00eb dhe ringjalljen q\u00eb ai sjell n\u00eb Kish\u00ebn Orthodhokse t\u00eb Shqip\u00ebris\u00eb.","autori":"Efrosina Noti","kategoria":"Reflektim shpirt\u00ebror","kryeredaktor":"Thoma Dhima"},"ngjallja_kategoria":[9565],"ngjallja_autori":[9257],"ngjallja_viti":[9667],"ngjallja_kryeredaktor":[9473],"class_list":["post-83497","ngjallja_article","type-ngjallja_article","status-publish","hentry","ngjallja_kategoria-reflektim-shpirteror","ngjallja_autori-efrosina-noti","ngjallja_viti-9667","ngjallja_kryeredaktor-thoma-dhima"],"acf":[],"yoast_head":"\n