In Cairo, reposed Fr. Ibrahim Attia narrated the following story:
The only son of a widow reposed. Knowing how much she was attached to him, I didn’t know what to do. I went to her house and the maid servant opened the door. When I asked about the lady, she said, “She’s in her chamber. She shut the door telling me not to knock whatever the case is. Sorry father I can’t tell her that you’re here.”
After a long time she opened the door. Her countenance revealed a heart full of peace and she said, “I’m sorry father for keeping you waiting so long. Don’t be worried about me for, what you wanted to do for me, the Lord has done generously. I have knelt down before God for two hours insisting not to leave him before consoling me. I have peace now. Ask God to continue working in me.”
Teach me how to pour myself at Your feet.
During my suffering Your comforts delight my soul.
You are my refuge.
You permitted temptation to give me a way out.
You are the source of every comfort,
You hear prayers and give blessings.
A Shunter Sacrificing His
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