It is truly a wonder of wonders, how wisely God weaves his imprint on the world.
Even in the most hostile, the most toxic, the most antichrist environments, God’s providence finds surprising ways of resistance and witness to the only true faith, Orthodoxy.
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The enormous feat of Olympic gold medalist Novak Djokovic that moved the world, much more than a sporting victory, is a spiritual victory. A triumph of light against the palpable darkness of the New Age. A victory of the animal creator Stavros, against the satanic powers that cross the truth. A vindication of the freedom of the person against the dictatorship that wants to enslave man and make him a number for digital concentration camps. A coronation for the Christ-bearing man, against the demon-possessed post-man. And a rap on the neo-class system that settles for nothing less than universal submission.
Those with shallow thinking have only kept records and glorified Djokovic for his competitive heights, as the best player in the history of tennis. The power system, however, saw much more in Djokovic’s celebrations. And he sure did win that gold medal. Because the system invests colossal sums in propaganda of symbols, only to finally see Nole humiliate them in their “home”, in the European metropolis of the “Davos” doctrine, where the heart of the “Great Reboot” beats, in the thoroughly battered France.
Think how many millions of Euros are spent to advertise the New Order agenda in the despicable opening (and closing) ceremony, in campaigns, in symbols, in personnel, in sponsorships, in media. And think that a single man with unshakable faith in God, managed to dispel all this dirty cloud of propaganda, come out on top and let his virtues shine all over the world. And above all to smell a little imaginary incense, to dispel all this stench and spiritual cholera emerging in the city of the Seine.
A man with his racket and his cross, who insists on consecrating his worldly glory to God and not to himself. With hard work and with his supply of all the higher values that distinguish man from equine animals. Straightforward and humble, without drumbeats and vendettas. Others cloak their morbid messages in parodies of “secret dinners” and cloak them behind muddled reports. Djokovic, for his part, made an open confession under the sunlight, pure and boyish: He is my God and our God, to him we owe everything that we are and everything that is given to us in this life.
But to see the semiology: taking the last, golden point, Novak’s first move was to throw away his material “weapon” and immediately turn to the spiritual one. He throws with relief his racket that he wields with such skill, to kneel and make his cross before the eyes of the whole world, pointing up to God and being grateful for His blessings.
Muscles stretched, still twitching from overexertion. Novak breaks down and cries like a little child. All the merciless warfare he has received for years from the system now looks like an echo from parasites. Now God, Orthodoxy, Serbia and Nole are the protagonists. Now it is another crack in the neo-class system, where God found room to shine His presence.
Nole can’t stop crying from his emotion. He covers his face with a towel because he can’t help himself. Then he goes up to the stands to hug his daughter and his friends and colleagues. She continues to cry uncontrollably. No, it wasn’t just the gold he was missing. It was something much bigger.
It was a “golden” wish fulfilled. The words of Christ that always come true: “Take courage, I have overcome the world.” With such testimonies Christians penetrate the heavy veil of the world. It is no exaggeration to say that Nole’s victory was a victory for humanity. Because on the opposite bank are those who work furiously for the dehumanization of man. And whoever remains still to illuminate the path of virtue and salvation, cannot help but work for the benefit of the human race.
No, Nole didn’t just get another personal accolade. He didn’t just make another addition to the dozens of trophies he has swept. He deliberately put his best effort into an Olympiad of value decay, to demonstrate that man is unimaginably superior to the mortal that is destined for him, spiritually and physically. More than a legendary tennis player, Djokovic is a global confessor, a modern apostle who defies all the persecutions unleashed against him.
Think about what this man went through for years, because he refused to become a chattel and a guinea pig of pharmaceuticals. He suffered an unprecedented character assassination, endured slander, bans, expulsions, blackmail, media war and so much more.
And yet he stood there, a rock, with answers on and off the pitches. Unbowed and unchained. It became a symbol of freedom. Fight the fascism of the system. And it became a point of reference for the unguarded athlete, and the citizen in general. A constant reminder of what every Christian can achieve, with God by his side.
If you discredit faith in God, a Nole is always there to back it up. If you cringe at the sight of the Cross, a Nole is always there to embrace it with love. If you want to wipe out the nations, a Nole is always there to glorify his homeland. If you destroy the family, a Nole is always there to tearfully kiss his little daughter. If you want to push orthodoxy to the sidelines, a Nole will put it back in the center, where it deserves. If you live in the Olympic spirit, a Nole will always remind you of your worth.
Novak Djokovic’s golden race showed us that history is not written with shadowy agendas, but with Gospels put into practice. With lives centered on Christ.
Source: www.diaforetiko.gr
