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Urban Asceticism: Find the Desert Within - Chapter Eight
Chapter Eight: The Vigil That Opens the Heart There is a moment in the spiritual life when the wound God does not heal no longer feels like a singular point of pain but becomes an entire inner landscape. One begins to realize that the wound has stretched itself across the heart like a hidden coastline, shaping every movement of thought, every prayer, every desire. It is not something one carries. It becomes the place where one stands. And it is there that the call to vigilanc
Father Charbel Abernethy
4 days ago4 min read
Night Vigil of the Heart
A Meditation on Psalms 91 and 134 As the final light fades and the weight of the day settles upon the soul, the words of the psalms become like a final breath of prayer drawn into the heart. “He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High and abides in the shade of the Almighty says to the Lord: ‘My refuge, my stronghold, my God in whom I trust.’” (Psalm 91). These words are no mere recitation; they are a shield, a dwelling, a place where the soul takes refuge when the shadow
Father Charbel Abernethy
Nov 52 min read
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