PHILOKALIA MINISTRIES

O holy Isaac, lover of the desert, you who entered the deep silence of God, pray for me. I long for that silence, the silence that burns away the passions and leaves only the heart before the Lord. Ask God to bless this desire, to purify it, to make it His work and not my own. Intercede that He shape my heart to walk the narrow path of stillness, to love prayer more than words, to rest in Him alone. O Father of silence, carry me into the mercy of God where nothing remains but

A personal longing shaped by the Fathers and the modern elders Lord, You know the secret movements of my heart before I dare to speak them. There is a longing rising within me that I barely understand, a quiet pull toward that hidden place of stillness the Fathers called the hesychasterion. It is not ambition and not escape. It feels more like homesickness, as if my soul remembers a country it has never seen and now aches for its air. If this longing is from You, then deepen