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The Fire That Leaves No Trace
A dialogue on writing, destruction, and the mercy of being undone “He who would keep something for himself has not yet given himself to God.” — St. Philip Neri ⸻ I came to him with pages in my hand. Not many. But enough to feel the weight of them. He did not take them. He looked instead at my face. “Why have you written?” I hesitated. “To tell the truth,” I said. “To share what God is doing. To help others enter the wound.” He smiled. Not warmly. Not coldly. Something sharper
Father Charbel Abernethy
Mar 253 min read
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