On the sorrowful emotions that overtook the Apostle Peter after his denial of Christ. The following text by Saint Gennadius is not a sermon but rather a meditation and expression of the deep anguish that gripped the Apostle Peter after he denied Christ three times on the night the Saviour surrendered to death for humanity’s salvation. Despite his remorse and regret, the Apostle Peter holds onto hope for the Lord’s forgiveness. This work, identified by the publishers as “uvres complétes,” serves as a “prosopopoeia,” or personification, brought to life in a notable monologue attributed to the Apostle Peter. This literary technique, derived from Greek classical theater and poetry, is frequently employed by St. John Chrysostom, Venerable Romanos the Sweetbearer, St. Sophronius of Jerusalem, St. Gregory Palamas, and other liturgical poets, including the current work by St. Gennadius. The text includes a letter from the Athonite monk Lawrence addressed to Patriarch Gennadius and his subsequent reply. It would be superfluous to summarize these letters, as the reader can easily access these brief documents. The themes expressed in St. Gennadius's reflection echo the kondak composed by Venerable Romanos the Sweetbearer regarding the Apostle Peter’s denial.
Letter from Monk Lawrence to Patriarch Gennadius.
To the Most Holy and Divine Patriarch, I beseech you, O God-inspired father, that your esteemed sanctuary may thrive, remain in health of body and mind, and be filled with joy. Though I am distant, I carry your precious shrine in my heart, treating every thought of you as a celebration; no day passes without the sweetness of your remembrance being a holiday for me. I implore you to pray for me, a wretched soul in need of mercy. In reading the holy Gospel, I noted that after Peter denied Christ, he "went out and wept bitterly." I pondered what words he may have uttered in lamentation, wishing to find in them the means to mourn for my own soul, as I too repeat this denial through my sinful actions. Therefore, I appeal to you, esteemed father, imploring your wisdom to write to me about Peter's tearful expressions, his sorrowful thoughts, and the inspiration for his profound remorse, so that I may be moved to sorrow for my own transgressions and win your prayers and gratitude.
Response from Patriarch Gennadius to Monk Lawrence.
Most Honorable Gennadius Scholarius to my revered brother and father in Christ, Lawrence of the Dionysius Monastery on Holy Athos, rejoice in the Lord. Beloved brother, upon receiving your letter requesting an outline of the lamentations of blessed Peter, chief of the Apostles, I hesitated to honor your wish. One reason for my reticence is that to depict his sorrow authentically, one must be relatively close to Peter's state of soul; however, our distance from his experience makes such expressions difficult, and we often fail to grieve over our sins, leading careless lives and lacking the benefit of tears. Nonetheless, moved by another consideration, I now commit to fulfilling your request, although we initially considered evading this subject. Hence, I present this writing alongside your request, hypothesizing what words the blessed Apostle Peter might have internally spoken in anguish following his third denial. Yet, I ask that in return you offer us passionate and unwavering prayers of love to our Lord Jesus Christ, that He may grant us true repentance, brokenness, and sorrow, and absolve us from our many sins through His immense mercy.
Prosopopoeia.
What, perhaps, did Blessed Peter say to himself in his lamentation following his denial? 1. O wretched me! What a dreadful fall! Woe to me for this sudden and terrible betrayal! How justly the Lord has forsaken me! Just a short time ago, while fishing, I sought temporal gains with some regard for God, the giver of all good; now I have stripped myself of my eternal garment and lost true life, effectively ruining my own redemption. The Lord taught me daily the importance of relying on this temporal existence for the salvation of my soul, yet I squandered that opportunity. What has become of me? I have denied my Master, the Saviour of the world, who willingly dies to revive all, including me; yet in fear of death, I forsook the One who cares for me. My Master named me Peter and proclaimed He would build His Church upon me, but alas, like chaff, I was swept away by the stormy wind. Woe to me for waiting until the rooster became a witness to my misfortunes, sealing my downfall. Now, belatedly, I recall the Lord's prophetic words; regrettably, I learned this lesson through painful experience. I ought to have guarded my mouth and refrained from boasting, insisting I would remain steadfast in the face of trials, but that very boast has led me to ruin. I should have prayed, asking for my brethren’s steadfastness in faith as they faced trials. Instead, I trusted solely in my own abilities, forgetting the strength derived from faith in God—a weak and changeable human soul becomes vulnerable to fallacies. I should have sought the source of my conviction, yet I did not, despite the Master's warning that I would deny Him three times, with a rooster’s crow marking my folly. I should have humbled myself upon hearing such foretelling but instead remained focused on others’ trials, neglecting my own weaknesses. Had I truly considered the warning, I would not have denied Him.
2. Perhaps this should not be termed a renunciation, but a mere avoidance of danger? No, it is indeed renunciation; for when questioned, I declared to the Master, "You are the Christ, the Son of God," yet to His persecutors I uttered, "I do not know this man." I not only denied my acquaintance with Him but diminished Him to a mere man. Despite my inner beliefs, my tongue has betrayed me; His recognition demands accountability for both acknowledgement and denial. How can I deny that this is a betrayal when He has foreseen and declared it so? If my denial were not true, it would imply that He was mistaken when He foretold it. Therefore, through my actions, I inadvertently validated His words. His prophecy was not intended as a directive for my actions, yet I fulfilled it out of frenzy and madness, with the rooster’s crow reminding me of my downfall.
3. Alas, what a calamity! How many tears will suffice? How many breast-beatings or head-bowings will remedy this? Even so, I cannot enact such expressions now, being surrounded by enemies, my love for the Lord preventing me from retreating into solitude. I yearn to witness the unfolding of Redemption's mystery; afterward, I may lament for my misfortune. My denial arose not from disbelief but from a love for worldly life. Nevertheless, if I hold strong in faith, I shall soon rejoice; He will rise again as promised, bringing us joy in place of sorrow. However, I fear I may miss out on shared joy with my faithful brethren, who wait expectantly for the culmination of these glorious events. They wait in silence, acknowledging their fragility, while I, who am still numbered among His followers, have distanced myself from Him with my words. O unfortunate Simon—no longer worthy of the name ‘Peter’—for cowardice has shattered your resolve. Would that you remained firm, for when you once followed the Master, you left everything behind. Alas, that in a moment of fear, you have lost the strength once bestowed upon you. How can you claim to love Christ when you recoil from sacrifice? Our Lord defines the greatest love as laying down one's life for a friend. Should the adversaries of Truth rejoice in my denial, Truth itself shall not recognize me as a friend who has forfeited love. You were not compelled to endure such sorrow; you did not view it as your duty to love Him well enough to suffer for Him. Instead of glorifying Him, you diminished His honor and had it within your power to amplify it if only you had desired to.
4. Yet, why do you continue to lament, analyzing the situation so wisely? Why do the tears flow while contemplating your thoughts? You will perish continually if you remain overwhelmed by evil; such agony will eternally torment you with no healing to mend your wound. Whatever occurs, put grief aside for now and seek a remedy for your transgressions through the boundless mercy of the Lord, not just lamenting your losses but seeking a way out of these troubles. Let this inquiry guide your healing; consult the brethren in hope, confessing your failings, while awaiting the fulfillment of the promises. If I have lost my title, I must not abandon my faith in Christ but instead isolate myself in the depths of the earth. Yes, I must invoke the common Saviour for guidance, seeking His counsel on my next steps and allowing my tears to rest momentarily.
5. O Christ the King! O Fount of mercy! O Crucified One, who willingly assumed the body but remains ever-present as God, hear me—having denied you thrice, I now recognize the justice of my penalty. Works are judged by their outcomes; even the sinful harlot received forgiveness for her deep remorse when Your divine love bore fruit. Yet, those who turn away after devotion are considered to have never truly cherished You. Thus, I confess I have abandoned Your glory and fled from the love dwelling within me. Accept me among the repentant, for You call not the righteous, but sinners to repentance. However, my fall is monumental, overshadowing any hope, encompassing not only Your mercy but also the demand for justice. Many, having merely heard Your teachings, have believed and would gladly die for You. I have been inseparable from You since Your call, participating not just in common doctrines, but in those uniquely revealed to Your chosen disciples. Who can number the blessings with which You have graced us? Yet I chose to deny You—how can I hope for repentance? Woe is me! My heart longs, and my tears flow abundantly. I fear my overwhelming shame may render me speechless.
6. What I have done deserves ceaseless tears, O Lord, O Christ! Even if I might receive forgiveness through Your unyielding humanity, the remembrance of my denial shall torment my soul. Above all, I implore Your mercy: extend my life, so that amid this dreadful fall, I might not perish. If answered, I shall hold hope; for I recall how You once deemed me blessed, proclaiming that the truth came from the Father in heaven. If the Father’s work results in the grace I experienced, why am I now shrouded in cowardice? I remember Your promise, to build the Church upon me; shall all this be forfeited due to my recent denial? How, then, can these proclamations regarding me find fulfillment? I who have substituted the foundation of such blessings for an abominable denial of You? My heart is heavy as I reflect upon my transgressions in the light of Your benefits. Now that my tears have softened, I press forward. If I am beyond reach of such mercies because of my folly, prevent me from eternal condemnation among those who deny You. Grant me the grace of genuine repentance; I wish to be a part of Your flock and liberated from everlasting torment, for if I am numbered among the guardians of Your kingdom, I shall eternally exult in Your mercy.