In July of the year 2014, I asked “Gaza” for a date to meet up. Today, all of Palestine is answering the request. This pretty young girl was also overcome with her longings. No matter how many years you have been away from her, you will recognize her. You will recognize her by her word, ...
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From the Revelations of Pascha
When Jesus asked His disciple Peter, after Pascha: “do you love me… Feed my lambs” (John 21: 15) — He revealed that, unless we love Him first, we cannot do any good thing in this world.
Read moreThe Steps of the Saints
Only he who lives on earth treading in the steps of the saints can do anything.
Read moreA Biography of Father Elias’
Reading is a commitment. You benefit from it here, and you fail there. However, as a committed reader, you can, through books you choose or which choose you, expect the gifts that expand your horizon. This was my case while reading “the book of biography” of the thrice-blessed memory Father Elias Morcos, which was excellently ...
Read moreHappy Eid-Al-Fitr
Two days ago, a young man, who works in a convenience store, was feeling sorry that, this year, he was unable to fast through Ramadan. I heard him saying that he had had to go to his town in Syria before the fast. His parents were ill and needed to be served, and they had ...
Read moreHope for Lebanon!
I have had enough! I abandoned the news bulletins which I had abandoned several times before. It used to sadden me, if I abandoned them before, as though I have broken up with a friend! This time, it was easier. I have really had enough. The news bulletins were one of my sources that helped ...
Read moreThe Most Beautiful People
She called to wish me a happy feast. She dwelled at length on how sorry she was for her absence from the prayers of the Holy Week. Her voice was bleeding with grief. The most beautiful people are those who refuse to dwell away from the prayer of their Church! Then, she proceeded as if ...
Read moreThe Mightier Word
This morning, I overheard a young man’s voice telling his father: “bless me, dad”. I am well acquainted with the word. This is the word of my friend Pierre, whom I grew up together with in the same neighborhood. Have I mentioned the word to you before? How can a word conjure up faces that ...
Read moreThe Lebanon of Singing
I was walking on the road, searching for something to write to you. The blind and the poor have faith that God is present in what they are asking for. I spared no one passing before me from fully examining him from the top of his head to the tips of his toes. I did ...
Read moreTill We Meet Again
Before the feast, I called a brother physician, working abroad, who was, in the eighties of the last century, the leader of “a group in the Movement” in which I used to meet in one of the branches of Mount Lebanon Chapter. I asked him for a favor which one of our young men had ...
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