In Castle Carlisle at the borders of Scotland, one can notice small groves dug by fingers in the stones on the hills looking at Scotland. Some people from Scotland were arrested in this castle as a result of rioting. The inmates used to look from the windows behind the iron bars, see the hills of their country and long to be released.
Many of them used to spend long hours each day looking to the hills of their country and feeling as if they had escaped from the prison and were walking on the hills. Unwillingly, their fingers were forcefully scratching the stones on which they made groves, unveiling the desires of their hearts.
If our sins have imprisoned us in the worldly jail, yet through the Divine promises of the Holy Bible, our hearts are pulled towards the hills for our inner man to rise to the heavenly country. Our hands unconsciously work by the rich grace of God, to build corridors by which we flee to heaven.
→ English translation of the story here at St-Takla.org: سراديب صغيرة!
+ I see You my Savior trying to carry me to see the open heavenly gates. You deliver me from bondage to complete liberty. I would like to be in my everlasting home. Make my heart rise as from the grave.
+ Deliver my sole from the slavery of death for it to live with You in liberty, always enjoying the glory of Your Resurrection and the down payment of Your heavenly glory.
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