Fr. Apostolos shares about the ministry and mystery of motherhood.
As I have grown older in recent years, so much so apparently that my older brother is mistaken for my younger brother, I have had a recurring dream that gives me a great deal of comfort coupled with melancholy. It is a dream of very ordinary things, of happy days spent together with our family in those now distance years when all of our children where all of our children were still living under our roof. And the dream takes many forms, sometimes wrapped in the festive…