O Jesus, ever since Your face shone to me on the faces of brethren who wished me to be with them in Your Church, I have been struck by holiness. I am here on the road leading to your Pascha. The feast is near yet distant! The days are passing by. But my shocks are growing. Is the Righteous Joseph here to help us reach Your feast? I see him! I reflect on his great suffering, his remarkable loyalty, and his immense generosity towards his brothers because of whom he had suffered ... Oh, I am so ashamed of myself! How can a man, of flesh and blood, be as if he were without flesh and blood? How does he not see in the world's estrangement a longing for sin? How does he keep his face turned toward God? How can his concern on earth, his sole concern, be that Man, every Man, should live? Oh Lord, Maker of great faces, help me in my great shock. No one can walk to You on his own. I read about your secret that You had revealed to Joseph. Your secret was that you were with him (Genesis 39:21). Be with me. Take me to You.
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