What makes suffering senseless? In asking that question, there are two underlying assumptions that are made: 1) suffering is inescapable, and whether or not we like it, there will always be suffering in the world, and…
As a public outpour regarding what seems like a constant stream of allegations of misconduct is happening within the church community, many folks have rushed to share their opinions, criticisms, and solutions. I was beaten to…
As issues of racism and racial reconciliation come to the fore both in national conversation and within our churches, in the Coptic Orthodox Church we instinctively turn to one of our most beloved saints: St. Moses…
As a Coptic man myself, I feel confident in saying: Coptic men, we have a problem. Too many of us feel entitled. Entitled to feel comfortable in our white-passing privilege. Entitled to women’s bodies. Entitled in…
As Egypt is rapidly approaching 60,000 reported cases of COVID-19, it is easy to glance at the country as a whole and claim that they are ineffective in combating the spread of the virus. With fewer…
Without getting into the details of the challenges of being a rationally minded person of faith, let us just state the obvious: it is sometimes hard to spend your academic and professional life making rational decisions…
As a Coptic Orthodox Christian, I still struggle daily to accept the very real problem that I live with generalized anxiety and major depression. No matter how educated I become about the illness (a label that…
Where is Amber? I often wonder what happened to her. Two years ago, a native Egyptian woman named Amber came to Christ The Savior American Coptic Church during Holy Week. Our church is a multicultural community…
A note from the authors: When we began writing this piece, the murder of George Floyd had not yet taken place and protests of this tragic crime had not yet enveloped our country. We hope that…
Walking my way through the virtual avenue of coronavirus blogs, vlogs, videos, and guides on how to create a productive, growth-focused quarantine time, I found myself split directly in two. One part of me found a…