Our church was destroyed. Our faith was not.
In 1985, during the Lebanese war, Saint Mary was destroyed completely.
It was not the only one. The parish church in the centre of Aabra was levelled in the same war — and that one has since been rebuilt. It is where the village gathers today, for Mass, for weddings, for funerals.
The hill was left as it fell. For forty-one years the older church, the historic one, the one people climbed to, has been rubble and open ground.
Now the parish is rebuilding it: the same church, on the same site, to the same design. Not only walls, but a spiritual home for the generations that come after us.
Aabra has raised a church from its ruins once already. This is the second.
Unless the Lord builds the house, the builders labor in vain.
إِنْ لَمْ يَبْنِ الرَّبُّ الْبَيْتَ، فَبَاطِلاً يَتْعَبُ الْبَنَّاؤُونَ.
Psalm 127:1