This is the time to call down for gifts for the public good. The best that is done by a man, who strives for the good, is for him to remind himself constantly, in an acceptable and in an unacceptable time, that he is a servant who “does what is his duty to do” (Luke ...

Friday morning, I woke up to a pain in my back. I know the pain, a nasty pain that overpowers me in winter, in the cold; a pain that deprives me of what flexibility is left for me in my back, that folds me in two, whether I stand up or sit down. I set ...

If you are really looking for someone to heal our public or our personal history for us, as individuals and as communities, do not waste your breath in looking. Do one single thing. Lift up your eyes. There is one person who is capable of accomplishing this miracle for us, Jesus Who came to us ...

I have no food that makes me to be fond of it. I do not claim being abstentious. I have thus spent my whole life. Today, I have changed. I started liking things, some things that are liked by little children who have stolen my heart from me. I do not mean to underestimate anything ...

My wife was standing in front of the bookcase in our house. She asked me to help her find a book she had named to me. My eyes fell on Metropolitan George Khodr’s book: “This World is not Enough” (An-Nahar Publications 2006) in which he was interviewed by Samir Farhat. The book is not new ...

I was not there on the sixteenth of March of the year 1942. I had not seen anyone enter that hall in which the founding of the Orthodox Youth Movement (MJO) was declared. My parents had to wait ten more years to meet each other, and another seven to give birth to me. I am ...

Father George Massouh refused to let me get into an electronic argument with anyone. After my outlook on this page became well-established, he told me once in front of some brethren at his house: “this is a space that is open on the world. Do not waste your breath arguing with anyone. My advice: he ...

Where did Angelus Silesius (+1677), the German priest and poet, dip his quill before he wrote: “… I am as large as God. He is as small as I. He cannot above me nor I beneath him be”? Did he dip it in the story of the Virgin who became a mother to the great ...

I came to this social-media platform in a time dominated by bad language which spares neither senior nor junior. This was seven years ago. Some of my friends feared that my anger at the bad language might become the ink of these lines. God saves me. What helps me is my conviction that there are ...