In one monastery on the shores of the Red Sea, life had long flowed monotonously, colorlessly, sluggishly. Finally, one day, the abbot, observing the life of the ants, saw with what ingenuity they obtained supplies for themselves. And now the despondency that tormented him disappeared. He called the monks and told them:
- Brothers, we need to come up with something new for our lives. For if Christians lose their ingenuity, the world will die.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru