top of page
Search


The Cell Beneath the City
When God Builds a Desert Inside the Heart “Flee, be silent, pray always.” — St. Arsenius the Great There comes a day when noise begins to hurt. Not because the world has become louder, but because the heart has begun to awaken. Words feel heavy. Images bruise the mind. Even good conversation leaves a residue of exhaustion inside. Something in the soul has begun to long not for stimulation but for stillness, not for explanation but for Presence. This is how the desert begins.
Father Charbel Abernethy
Feb 13 min read
Tags
bottom of page
_edited.jpg)