Oh Jesus, no parable You have narrated for our good and our reform frightens me as much as the parable of the ten virgins (Matthew 25:1-13). I am talking openly to You about what You know of me, with and without words. Tell me: how do You expel from the wedding five out of ten virgins? Are the ones expelled not virgins too? Does virginity not mean anything? I read that they did not have oil in their vessels, unlike the others. Is oil more important to You than their remaining virgins? I am trying to understand You. I am being frank with You. Indeed, my fears weigh heavily on me. I see myself. I proceed towards Your Pascha without anything that can intercede for me. I have nothing with me but my sins and my burdensome fears. How can I enter the wedding? I am not making myself difficult for You. Before me lies the scene of the ten virgins who resemble each other in everything except in acquiring oil and Your perception of them! I am approaching Your Pascha, afraid that You will reject me. Five and five, both kinds reside within me. Goodness emanates from You. Will You dispel my fear? May You multiply Your goodness.
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