PHILOKALIA MINISTRIES

Domestic Obedience as the Hidden School of Prayer “Do not despise the small works. For by them the heart is humbled and God draws near.” — Abba Dorotheos of Gaza The obediences of domestic life do not announce themselves as holy. They come quietly, almost invisibly, disguised as repetition. A broom in the hand. Water sloshing across tile. The smell of disinfectant. The weight of a garbage bag. A list of groceries. Soil under the fingernails. The small humiliation of stooping

A rule of discernment for a soul learning to empty itself without erasing itself There is a way of giving oneself to God that leads into life and there is a way that quietly slips toward disappearance. They can feel similar at first. Both speak the language of surrender. Both speak of letting go. But one is the Cross and the other is a kind of spiritual anesthesia. If I do not learn to tell them apart I will call numbness peace and call collapse humility and slowly I will mis