PHILOKALIA MINISTRIES

Where the Cry of Forsakenness Becomes the Only Hope “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?”  Psalm 22 Tonight the weight is not theoretical. It is not an idea about suffering. It is the ache of it. The loneliness of others presses in. The quiet despair of those who wake up each day and carry what no one sees. The isolation that settles into the bones. I feel it and I include myself among them. There is a strange mercy in being unable to turn back. I cannot rummage through

Slander and the scandal of the Cross ⸻ Synopsis of Tonight’s Group on The Evergetinos Volume II Hypothesis XLVI D2-G The Evergetinos does not offer us inspiring stories. It offers us a blade. These elders do not behave reasonably. They do not protect their reputations. They do not appeal to due process. They do not defend themselves. They kneel. They ask forgiveness for crimes they did not commit. They accept punishment. They allow their names to be dragged through the dust.