Monday, July 16, 2018

Good bye to Greece (Part One)

I am behind in my blog mostly due to illness.  (More on that later.)  On the way to Athens we made two important stops.  The first was to the cliffs of Meteora and the “Hanging Monasteries.”  Greece has a strong monastic tradition that I believe stems from the influence of the great number of Christian martyrs from the Greek speaking world in the early days of the church.  This tradition of suffering for one’s faith led many to seek out an austere life of prayer, reading of scripture and the church fathers and little else.  This monastic life
began in earnest on Mt. Athos in the 7th century after the Arabs conquered Egypt, Syria and Palestine which were centers of monastic life.  By the 9th century some of the monks of Mt. Athos moved to the Meteora region and began living in these single cell dwellings cut into the cliffs.  Wanting to be isolated they were accessible only by rope ladders.



Later a couple of Monks decided the cliff hermits might do better living in community and the first Great Meteora Monastery was built in the mid 14th century atop of one of the rock formations shooting into the sky.  It sits 615 meters above sea level.  Again, anyone wishing to visit this or any of the similarly constructed monasteries was either invited up a rope ladder or could choose to sit in a rope basket and be hauled up by a couple of monks.

Today the monasteries are accessed by steps that have been cut into the cliffs - lots of steps!  We visited two monasteries and it took us about half an hour to reach each one by these steps.  You have to first climb down many steps into the valley beneath the monastery before you begin the ascent up.  Both monasteries we visited had over 300 steps each.  Three things impressed me about these monasteries.  First of all, the remote beauty is extraordinary.  You cannot help being overwhelmed by the majesty of the Creator in such a place.  Secondly, I was stunned by the artwork in the sanctuaries.  The walls are covered in ancient frescoes, which graphically depicted the death of the martyrs.  Monasticism seems to draw energy from the faithfulness of the men and women of old, but I would find it challenging to worship with any joy in such a setting.  Lastly, I was surprised by the low  numbers of monks left in Meteora.  There are only 14 monks left among the five monasteries remaining.  Our guide said they have fled the visitors who flock to the area to see their beautiful monasteries and have returned to Mt. Athos.  In contrast, the two nunneries are thriving with almost 50 nuns between them.  They do not have the option of fleeing to Mt. Athos as women are not allowed on that holy mountain.

The second stop on our journey to Athens was to Delphi.  Delphi is a religious site of the ancient Greeks that was established probably as early as 1400 BC during the time of the Mycenaeans. The
ancients believed Delphi was the center of the world determined by Zeus himself.  Over time the god Apollo was worshiped there and a prophetess known as the Oracle of Delphi was said to speak for him.  People of all statures came to seek out advice from the Oracle who was said to deliver her words in a trance like state.  Alexander the Great sought her advice as did many of the Roman Emperors including Constantine.  The Christians finally shut it down in 394.


What remains in Delphi is one of the most magnificent examples of Ancient Greek ruins.  The temple grounds are impressive just on their own.  What surprised me was the amphitheater which was part of
the complex that provided poetry, theater and especially music to the community.  Further up the mountain into which this impressive ruins is built (with many many steps) is a stadium for competitive games similar to the Olympic Games in Olympus!  I was surprised to find such vibrant religious expression.  I remember learning about the Greek gods years ago back in school.  The religion was presented in such a way as to suggest that no one really believed these myths or worshiped these Gods.  Clearly, that was either a mistaken impression on my part or a  misunderstanding of the religion on my teacher’s part.  The ancient Greeks took their Gods seriously and when Paul addressed them on Mars Hill in Athens with a new teaching about a single God who had chosen to reveal himself in Jesus of Nazareth... well, Paul had his work cut out for him!