Monday, June 13, 2011


(pilot light)

A monk of the Thebaid received from God the grace of ministry, to serve the poor as they had need. In a village once he happened to be holding a love-feast. A woman dressed in rags came up to him to receive her share. When he saw the rags, he meant to take a great handful, so as to give her a big helping: but his hand was kept nearly shut, and he took only a little. Another, well-dressed, woman came up and, seeing her clothes, he meant to take a little handful for her but his hand was opened, and he took a big helping. So he asked about the women, and found that the well-dressed woman had been a lady who had sunk to poverty and still dressed well because she felt that she had a standard to maintain for her family. But the other had put on rags so that she would receive more.

The Desert Fathers: Sayings of the Early Christian Monks

The pilot light on the fireplace puts out plenty of warmth for a furry orange-ness on a rainy day. He never worries about what to wear.

1 comment:

Deb Shucka said...

Oh, I love this story. There's so much here.

Love the pic, too. Full-bodied pleasure.