Friday, November 29, 2024
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Friday, November 22, 2024
"Come, my breath and my life. Come, the comfort of my contemptible soul. Come, my joy, glory and unceasing consolation. I give thanks to thee because here, amid turbulence, change and dizzying motion, you have become one with me; and though you are God above all, you have become for me all in all..." (St. Simeon Stylites)
Thursday, November 21, 2024
Monday, November 18, 2024
Friday, November 15, 2024
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Tuesday, November 12, 2024
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Sunday, October 27, 2024
Saturday, October 26, 2024
"And when you pray, do not be like the hypocrites, for they love to pray standing in the synagogues and on the street corners to be seen by men. Assuredly, I say to you, they have received their reward. But when you pray, go into your room and shut your door, and then pray to your Father who is in the secret place; and your Father who sees in secret will reward you openly... " (Matthew 6:5-6)
"But woe to you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! For you are like whitewashed tombs which appear beautiful on the outside, but on the inside they are full of dead men’s bones and everything unclean... You shut the kingdom of heaven in men's faces. You yourselves do not enter, nor will you let those who are trying to..." (Matthew 23:27; Matthew 23:13)
Saturday, October 19, 2024
Thursday, October 17, 2024
Thursday, October 10, 2024
Thursday, October 3, 2024
Tuesday, October 1, 2024
Sunday, September 22, 2024
Thursday, September 19, 2024
Monday, September 16, 2024
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Tuesday, September 3, 2024
Sunday, September 1, 2024
لقد تاخرت كثيرا في حبك ايها الجمال الفائق في القدم والدائم جديدا الي الابد كنت في داخلي فكيف ذهبت لابحث عنك خارجا فلم تشبع نفسي فلسفه سقراط او افلاطون او ارسطو ولم ترو روحي اناشيد اليونان وكهنه آمون انت كنت معي ولكن لفرط شقاوتي لم اكن انا معك - القديس اغسطينوس
"Too late have I loved You, O Beauty ever ancient, ever new, too late I have loved You! You were within me, but I was outside, and it was there that I searched for You. In my unloveliness I plunged into the lovely things which You created. You were with me, but I was not with You. Created things kept me from You; yet if they had not been in You they would have not been at all. You called, You shouted, and You broke through my deafness. You flashed, You shone, and You dispelled my blindness. You breathed Your fragrance on me; I drew in breath and now I pant for You. I have tasted You, now I hunger and thirst for more. You touched me, and I burned for Your peace...”
― Saint Augustine of Hippo
Saturday, August 31, 2024
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