#sabbas

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THE DESCRIPTION OF SAINT SABBAS THE SANCTIFIED Feast Day: December 5

"Having once enlisted in the service of God the King of all, I cannot cancel this service, and those who try to draw me from it I cannot bear to call my parents. For I shall abide by my commitment to God till my last breath, hoping to die in the holy life of asceticism."

Few of us share Sabas' yearning for a cave in the desert, but most of us sometimes resent the demands others place on our time. Sabas understands that. When at last he gained the solitude for which he yearned, a community immediately began to gather around him, and he was forced into a leadership role. He stands as a model of patient generosity for anyone whose time and energy are required by others—that is, for all of us.

Born in Cappadocia, Sabas is one of the most highly regarded patriarchs among the monks of Palestine, and is considered one of the founders of Eastern monasticism.

After an unhappy childhood in which he was abused and ran away several times, Sabas finally sought refuge in a monastery. While family members tried to persuade him to return home, the young boy felt drawn to monastic life. Although the youngest monk in the house, he excelled in virtue.

At age 18, he traveled to Jerusalem, seeking to learn more about living in solitude. Soon, he asked to be accepted as a disciple of a well-known local solitary, though initially he was regarded as too young to live completely as a hermit.

Initially, Sabas lived in a monastery, where he worked during the day and spent much of the night in prayer. At the age of 30, he was given permission to spend five days each week in a nearby remote cave, engaging in prayer and manual labor in the form of weaving baskets.

Following the death of his mentor, Saint Euthymius, Sabas moved farther into the desert near Jericho. There, he lived for several years in a cave near the brook Cedron. A rope was his means of access. Wild herbs among the rocks were his food. Occasionally, men brought him other food and items, while he had to go a distance for his water.

Some of these men came to him desiring to join him in his solitude. At first he refused. But not long after relenting, his followers swelled to more than 150, all of them living in individual huts grouped around a church, called a laura.

The bishop persuaded a reluctant Sabas, then in his early 50s, to prepare for the priesthood so that he could better serve his monastic community in leadership. While functioning as abbot among a large community of monks, he felt ever called to live the life of a hermit.

Throughout each year—consistently in Lent—he left his monks for long periods of time, often to their distress. A group of 60 men left the monastery, settling at a nearby ruined facility. When Sabas learned of the difficulties they were facing, he generously gave them supplies and assisted in the repair of their church.

Over the years, Sabas traveled throughout Palestine, preaching the true faith and successfully bringing back many to the Church. At the age of 91, in response to a plea from the Patriarch of Jerusalem, Sabas undertook a journey to Constantinople in conjunction with the Samaritan revolt and its violent repression. He fell ill and soon after his return, died at the monastery at Mar Saba.

Today, the monastery is still inhabited by monks of the Eastern Orthodox Church, and Saint Sabas is regarded as one of the most noteworthy figures of early monasticism.

Source: Franciscan Media

[fountian-of-youth]

NOPE

Allo has a good sense for danger so he didn't bother to stick around to found out what this game was (A-60's design belongs to sabba over in Twitter )

[elvthron]

✨🌱🌸 Blessed Beltane 🌸🌱✨

[covington-shenanigans]

uhhhh hey tumblr

guess what happened to me yesterday

if you said "did one of your kids get you a new mug that you've never had a reason to need before" you're correct

[sabba-tumbling]

It's 7pm and I'm in my pjs because I've worked nearly 11 hours and this is me signalling to the household that NOTHING must be demanded of me for the rest of the day.

Edit: I'm so roadkill I even tagged the post wrong wtf

[17panicattacksinatrenchcoat]

Radioactive (in an "ooh shiny" way)

i'm glowing today <3

[ohmelinoe]

La visione del sabba (1988), dir. Marco Bellocchio

[downthetubes]

Graphic Brighton returns with a focus on Architecture in Comics this weekend

This year’s tenth anniversary Graphic Brighton festival is back this weekend (running Friday 13th and Saturday 14th December) and, as ever, mixes talks by comics studies academics with panel discussions by comic book creators

This year’s tenth anniversary Graphic Brighton festival is back this weekend (running Friday 13th and Saturday 14th December) and, as ever, mixes talks by comics studies academics with panel discussions by comic book creators.  This year’s theme is Graphic Architecture – the depiction of Architecture in Comics – with comic book and graphic novel creators who have engaged with this theme in…

[capra-persa]

Mostra temporanea a Palazzo Pallavicini, Bologna: Sulle streghe e la loro storia, tra leggende, xilografie e persecuzioni religiose

[cantankerouscatfish]

good morning, ✨ STARSHIIINE ✨

the earth says ✨ HELLOOO ✨

[harryinsweats]

he is always whistling

[marcogiovenale]

"risiera di san sabba 1945>1995. la memoria dell'offesa", testo e regia di renato sarti

Tutta Scena Teatro ★ Radio Onda Rossa 87.9 fm presenta ● RISIERA DI SAN SABBA 1945>1995 la memoria dell’offesa testo e regia Renato Sarti con Giorgio Strehler, Mira Sardoč e Omero Antonutti, Orazio Bobbio, Marisa Fabbri, Fulvio Falzarano, Lidija Kozlovič, Moni Ovadia, Lučka Počkaj, Ariella Reggio, Paolo Rossi, Bebo Storti, Barbara Valmorin, Xenia Bevitori musiche originali Alfredo…

[sanzameta]

I mattini bianchi

“Giancarlo Micheli è stato nei giorni scorsi a Trieste per presentare il suo ultimo libro. Da questo viaggio è nata questa riflessione” Il mattino è bianco come un foglio di cellulosa che esca, ancora umido, tra i rulli di feltrazione in una cartiera. Sgocciola sul mare una caligine impalpabile e io, che ho viaggiato nella notte da un’ascella all’altra della Penisola, appoggio un polpastrello…

[sabba-tumbling]

I have something in 2h so obviously I'm unable to do anything in the meantime.

[rouxraspberries]

dying dying dying dying (sebastian getting killed here)

[readerviews]

"The Monarchs" by Mark Sabbas

Moving and Intense #books #bookreview #reading #readerviews

The Monarchs Mark SabbasKoehler Books (2024)ISBN: ‎ 979-8888242681Reviewed by Amanda Caswell for Reader Views (10/2024) “The Monarchs” by Mark Sabbas is a thought-provoking and spiritual dystopian novel that takes readers on a deep, introspective journey. Set in a world devastated by war, the story follows Samuel Helen, a child born with abnormal psychic abilities and luminescent eyes that are…