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Not Knowing the Way

  • Father Charbel Abernethy
  • May 2
  • 3 min read

When Christ Removes Every Path but Himself




“I am the way and the truth and the life.”

(John 14:6)



You say you want the way.


But what you mean is

you want a way you can follow

without losing yourself.


You want direction

without dismantling.

Clarity

without surrender.

A path

that still leaves you intact.


And Christ answers you

without softening a single word:


I am the way.


Not I will give you one.

Not I will make it clear.


I am.


And suddenly everything changes.


Because if He is the way,

then there is no path left

for you to construct.


Nothing to manage.

Nothing to secure.


Only Someone to follow

into a place you would never choose.



“Do not let your hearts be troubled.”


We read this as comfort.


The Fathers hear it as command.


Stop trying to steady your life

by your own understanding.


Stop reaching for certainty

as though it were faith.


The troubled heart

is the heart that still refuses

to entrust itself.


You believe in God.


But you do not yet believe enough

to let go of your need to see.



Thomas is honest.


“We do not know the way.”


And you want Christ to answer him

with clarity.


Instead, He exposes the deeper truth:


You do not know Me.


This is the wound.


Not ignorance of doctrine.

Not lack of effort.


You do not know Him

because you have not yet allowed yourself

to be led where you would not go.


You have remained

within the boundaries of your own will

and called it faith.



“I am the truth.”


And this is where most turn back.


Because truth is not information.


It is exposure.


It is the slow, merciless unveiling

of the self you have been protecting

under the name of devotion.


Your prayer.

Your discipline.

Your identity.


All of it brought into the light

not to be affirmed

but to be purified

or taken away.


And you resist this.


Quietly.

Religiously.

Constantly.


You cling even to grace

as though it were your possession.


And so it slips through your hands.


Because the Spirit does not remain

where He is grasped.



“I am the life.”


And still you do not understand.


Because you are trying

to add Him

to your life.


To become more spiritual.

More prayerful.

More whole.


But He has not come

to improve you.


He has come

to bring your life to an end.


This is the scandal

you avoid at all costs.


You will follow Him

as long as He confirms you.


But when He begins to strip you

of everything you have built—


even your image of yourself as faithful—


you hesitate.


Or you turn back entirely

and call it prudence.



“Show us the Father, and that will be enough.”


No, it will not.


Because even now,

standing before Him,

you are not satisfied.


You want something more immediate.

More certain.

More yours.


And Christ answers with sorrow:


Have I been with you so long

and you still do not know Me?


This is the tragedy.


To spend years near Him

and remain untouched.


To speak of Him

while avoiding Him.


To live a religious life

that never becomes life in Him.



And then the final word

that you quietly ignore:


“You will do greater works than these.”


You imagine this as outward fruit.


Impact.

Influence.

Something visible.


The Fathers see something far more terrifying.


That Christ Himself

would come to live within you.


Not alongside you.


Within.


That His Spirit

would descend into the depths of your heart

and begin to act there

without your control.


That prayer

would cease to be your effort

and become His life in you.


This is the greater work.


And it cannot begin

as long as you are still living.



So the way remains hidden

because you are still looking for a path.


The truth remains distant

because you still protect yourself from it.


The life does not take root

because you will not die.


And yet—


He stands before you.


Not demanding brilliance.

Not demanding success.


Only this:


Follow Me.


Not in strength.


But in the quiet consent

to lose everything

that is not Him.



This is the way.


There is no other.

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