Author: Father Elia Mitri

12Sep

Monastery of Our Lady

What does it mean to have a monastery on earth? This is a question that seized me after Brother Zaher Semaan invited me to meet with some brethren from the Movement at the “Monastery of Virgin Mary the Consolatory”, which I mentioned yesterday. It was not the first time I have heard about this monastery ...

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11Sep

Belonging to the Regeneration

The Church is the home of incarnate thought; the home of talents which agree on regenerating the body and the work of good; the home of openness; the home of comfort and service; the home that is wide open for the sake of the holiness of the world. Last Saturday, I met with brethren in ...

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10Sep

A Lasting Grant

Ever since I arrived here, I have been observing everything that happens in our house. Life goes by quickly. About three years have passed since my son and his family traveled. I have missed many details, especially those related to the children. The two elder have grown in beauty and intelligence, and also in mischief, ...

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9Sep

God’s World

This woman, shown in the picture, praying in front of a shrine separated from my son’s house by a public park, is one of the stories of God’s victories in this cold region. I am writing about her. I am overriding my conviction that prayer is a secret that is not to be disclosed. I ...

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8Sep

Man is His Gender

In this area where I am living today, two schools have reversed a decision they had made to replace Mother’s and Father’s days with “Parents’ day”. The idea behind this decision is that the country is invaded by the belief that a person alone can choose his own gender.I do not want to go into ...

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7Sep

The Spirit of Life

A few days ago, I left the house at ten in the morning for a walk. The temperature at that time of the day was high. I am not speaking, assertively, about a climate that people here know is variable. Opposite me, on a bicycle, was a woman who, when she drew close to me, ...

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6Sep

A Story to Be Told

My grandson, Elia, is someone who spends his day bathing in joy. You can never see him frowning. Were it to happen, it would be a fleeting parenthesis. His secret is not unknown to whoever knows him. His secret is love. My grandson’s relationship with his father is a story to be told. His eyes ...

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5Sep

Upper Canada Village

Yesterday I mentioned that, on our way to Ottawa, Ontario, we visited the “Upper Canada Village”. The village, which was built to take you back, scenically, to the nineteenth century, is open to visitors who are awaited by employees, young men and women in an old rustic uniform, who never tire of smiling and serving. ...

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4Sep

New Land

The land here is vast and wide. Life is a journey. A few days ago, my son advised us that we will be spending the weekend in Ottawa, the capital of the country. The trip from his house takes two hours by car. I told him to postpone it because of a pain in my ...

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3Sep

Some Change

My loving friend Nicolas Nassif, who dwells with God today, had told me, as an advice, that, to invigorate my life, I should leave my place of residence as well as my ministry for a few days a year, for two or three weeks, to another expanse and other faces. This advice has guided me, ...

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