PHILOKALIA MINISTRIES

I am sixty years old. That sentence lands differently now. It is no longer abstract. It is not theoretical. It is not about future possibility. It is about what has already been lived. And what has been missed. What is emerging in me is not a critique of seminaries, not a reform of the Church, not a manifesto about structures. It is something far more uncomfortable. It is the slow realization that much of my anxiety about formation and institutional life is really about my ow