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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=460162" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>No Cell-phones During Office Hours</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">‘The Rise and Function of the<br>Holy Man during Late Antiquity’<br>might sound as dry as desert sand, <br>or equally, excuse the pun, deserted…<br>but no, it holds a lively story: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">the Christian world, gearing up<br>to tell the AD/CE world the bestest news; <br>the fervent, eager converts, wanting only<br>the time to cultivate their fledgling souls…<br>so where to retreat for this – the monasteries, of course..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">wrong. The monasteries became compulsory<br>recruiting grounds for Church and for society: <br>a deacon needed for a distant land<br>to sort out heresies; an emissary<br>from this Christian nation’s court to that; <br>monks dragged out into the world<br>to rule unwieldy bishoprics…<br>administer, endlessly administer...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">so the totally devout had no option<br>but to set off and become solitaries, hermits<br>further and further into the desert..there, <br>became holier and holier; then, accidentally, perhaps, <br>miracles began to be spoken of, around them; <br>they, half embarrassed, half amused, <br>accepting this as God’s strange requirement of them…</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and then the wannabees and the true disciples<br>trekked after them; bedded down, built lodgings<br>for their devout B&B-ers, or<br>stayed to tend to the submissive saint; <br>consulted, questioned, hung around; <br>until finally, the patient but exhausted saint <br>took off for an even wilder place… <br>that’s why there are so many<br>monasteries in the desert lands…</div><div style="margin:10px 0">meanwhile, advice from their superiors, <br>concerned for them, then followed them: <br>black out your window embrasures; put up notices<br>at the gate: ‘This is a silent zone between the hours<br>of 8 am and 8 pm’… (that should test their faith...): and<br>‘No talking during Lent’…</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and when they trekked out to be in that sacred presence<br>of the truly holy man, they naturally brought gifts; <br>(and you can guess, there were lines which could be lifted<br>from ‘The Life of Brian’ – ‘I suppose a smallish miracle<br>would be too much to ask…? ’</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It’s said that when they excavate, <br>those lonely hermits’ cells out in the desert are found<br>to be ‘like well-furnished consulting suites’…</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There’s no joke like a holy joke…</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Michael+Shepherd">Michael Shepherd</a><div class=q>
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Holy Man during Late Antiquity’
might sound as dry as desert sand, 
or equally, excuse the pun, deserted…
but no, it holds a lively story: 

the Christian world, gearing up
to tell the AD/CE world the bestest ne..."></div>
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