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Orthodox Christian compassion

20Nov

Dust and Blood

When I saw them screaming in a Gazan dialect I was familiar with, from old neighbors: “I want my mother and my father”, the older child (about 9 years old) was carrying his little sister in his arms. I did not see the person they were addressing with their shouting. Was he hiding himself? We ...

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27Aug

The World's Richness

Yesterday morning, I was disheartened by a man I saw looking for something to eat in a dumpster here in Laval City, Canada. He saw me looking at him. He put back the lid on the bin, and walked away. Poverty has no city! I communicated this wound to our home. Samar, my daughter-in-law, told ...

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1May

My friend Mohammad

Before Lebanon entered into a crazy war in 1975, Sudan, with its white goodness, was present among us in the novels of Al-Tayyib Salih and the poetry of Muhammad al-Fayturi… and in some of its people who come to Beirut seeking work or education. Like faces, things change. Yet, wars do not end. Today, Sudan ...

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