Up steep winding hills to the mountain monastery, on the broken stone road we hiked. It took longer to arrive than we expected and it was now dusk, and the monastery was already closed for the day. Disappointed, we wondered—should we knock on the door or just leave. We knocked! The door slowly opened and we were greeted by a monk in a long brown robe who took us in for a special tour.
Note: You might also be interested in the song/story that accompanies this video, also called “Each Cell.” In addition, there are several other stories about monasteries you can check out.
Uncommon promise 