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When the Night Becomes Desire
Vigil, Wonder, and the Refusal to Leave the Beloved “His mind will be quick to take flight as it were on wings, and rise up toward God with delight.” — St. Isaac the Syrian, Homily 20 There are passages in St. Isaac that can sound almost impossible to modern ears. His words on vigil are among them. “Do not imagine,” he tells us, “that among all the works of monastics there is any practice greater than night vigil.” We hear such words and immediately think of sleep deprivation
Father Charbel Abernethy
Aug 197 min read


When the Heart Sees Who Has Come Near
Strength, Wonder, and the Desire Born of Divine Love “He is my love, my fortress; he is my stronghold, my saviour.” — Psalm 143 (144):2 There is a way of hearing this psalm that can leave us almost entirely with the language of warfare. The Lord trains the hands for battle. He is fortress, stronghold, shield and refuge. Enemies surround us; mighty waters threaten to overwhelm us; falsehood rises against us. We cry out for God to descend, to scatter what assails us and to draw
Father Charbel Abernethy
Aug 186 min read


Who Is Not Wounded?
A Fierce Word from the Evergetinos on Judgment and Love ⸻ Synopsis of Tonight’s Group on The Evergetinos Volume III Hypothesis II Section B4 - Section D2 There is something in us that wants to make the spiritual life clear, manageable, and measurable. We fast. We give alms. We pray. We examine ourselves. And quietly, almost imperceptibly, something begins to form beneath it all: A self that stands. A self that knows. A self that can look at another and say, “At least I am not
Father Charbel Abernethy
May 43 min read


Abide in the Love That Seeks You
From Compunction to Surrender in the Fire of Divine Eros “We love because He first loved us.” 1 John 4:19 There is a compunction that still circles the self. Tears can be shed that are secretly about my failure. My weakness. My fall. My loss of image. Even repentance can become a mirror in which I stare at myself. The fathers warn us that the ego is subtle. It will clothe itself even in sackcloth. The sorrow that leads to life does not end in self absorption. It breaks the he
Father Charbel Abernethy
Feb 234 min read
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