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Saturday, April 16, 2022
A post from Palestine
Tears Of Christ ...
A young monk felt deep sorrow because God never appeared to him, in a dream or otherwise, that he never spoke even to any of God's saints.
He heard that God appeared to all the brethren, and that many brethren were speaking daily to the saints, then decided to give up the clergy.
So take off the monks' clothes, then in the world, one day, sugar, weight, and participate in the robbery of a rich sugar, then ask for a waiter job.
The bar owner gave him a job as a kitchen assistant and gave him a room. The monk slept in the room but woke up in the middle of the night according to the habit he used to do when he was in the monastery, because he always prayed at midnight when he was a monk..
Realized that prayer might help him wash away the sins he confessed that day and went to a corner and bowed down on his knees. There, while praying, burst into tears in regret for his sins.
He ignored the tears that shed from him, and there - after so much tiredness and so much regret of sin - fell asleep again.
He slept peacefully and woke up in the morning, and saw the place where he was praying and crying covered in blood. I think the blood is from him, so he looked all over his body, even in the mirror. And check every part of it. And I saw that he had no scratch, and that blood was not his. Relaxed for a bit.
And he got closer to the place where he prayed, the drops of blood on the ground were the most flowing.
Then they understood that Christ wept with him for his sins, but not with the tears of man, but with the tears of blood.
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