The Story of Mary of Egypt

She was named Mary. There is a Mary from Nazareth whom the universe desires to emulate. However, this one, who is from Egypt, has transgressed her name. She lived her youth in debauchery. Then one day, some of her people organized a trip to Palestine in order to worship the Cross. She joined the voyage seeking the amusement leading to her perdition. She had no idea that her Patron Saint was waiting for her there at the door of the Church, where the Cross is. She did not know that the mother never gives up on her children. At the door, something she did not expect took place. People entered. However, she felt two hands rebuffing her. “She came to herself”. She raised her eyes to an icon of her Mother’s at the top of the door, and promised Her, saying: "let me enter, I will be Yours". Her Mother brought her the best robe. “What should I do?”. “The kiss that you left on my Son's Cross will teach you everything”. This is the beginning of the story of Mary of Egypt who experienced in the wilderness, in what was left of her life, that she is the daughter of the house, the daughter of both mercy and striving, the daughter of both the rebuff and the kiss!