Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Saturday, November 12, 2011
Fragrant oil

ليس لي يارب طيب أسكبه هاك قلبي النجيس لك ارفعه هو بخس ليس أهلاً بتقدمة لكنه أثمن بل كل ما أملكه إيماني يقين أنك برحمتك تقبله بل تطهره بل تقديساً تقدسه بل بتواضع وحب عجيب تسكنه عجباً أتقدمتي أم هبتك أن ارفعه؟ من يدك حقاً كل شيء نصنعه صدقاً بنعمتك كل عمل نتممه وكل خير من حنانك ترسله ولكل ليل تنثر فجراً يبدده فمن كل أسرٍ سبى قلبي تنقذه فيا ليت لي يا رب قلب أسكبه أو دموع أو صلاة أو تسبيح أرسله ليس سوى ذاك الضعيف ارفعه هو ضعيف حقاً انما، بذرة حبك تسكنه | O'Lord, I have no fragrant oil to pour Here is my wicked heart I left up it is cheap, no worthy of an offering! but it is my valuable, even all what I own my firm faith that, in your mercy, you accept it even purify it, and make it holy! even in humbleness and strange love, you dwell in it! Is it my offering or is it your gift that I lift it up?! Indeed everything we do is from you. Truly every accomplishment is by your grace! Every goodness is sent by your compassion. and for every night you send a sunrise to end it from every captivity you saved my heart Oh how I wish I have a heart to pour! Or tears, or prayers, or a praise to send! I have nothing but that weak to left up It is weak indeed, however, the seed of you love is in it! |
Saturday, August 20, 2011
Friday, August 12, 2011
moving backward
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
Apostolic Age - Ministry
Monday, July 4, 2011
St. Moses The Strong - Glorification
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
God gave me difficulties to make me strong…….!
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Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Perfect Pot & Poor Cracked Pot……….!
A water bearer had two large pots, each hung on each end of a pole which he carried across his neck. One of the pots had a crack in it, and while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water at the end of the long walk from the stream to the master's house, the cracked pot arrived only half full. For a full two years this went on daily, with the bearer delivering only one and a half pots full of water in his master's house. Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments, perfect to the end for which it was made. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it was able to accomplish only half of what it had been made to do. After two years of what it perceived to be a bitter failure, it spoke to the water bearer one day by the stream. "I am ashamed of myself, and I want to apologize to you." "Why?" asked the bearer. "What are you ashamed of?" "I have been able, for these past two years, to deliver only half my load because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your master's house. Because of my flaws, you have to do all of this work, and you don't get full value from your efforts," the pot said. The water bearer felt sorry for the old cracked pot, and in his compassion he said, "As we return to the master's house, I want you to notice the beautiful flowers along the path." Indeed, as they went up the hill, the old cracked pot took notice of the sun warming the beautiful wild flowers on the side of the path, and this cheered it some. But at the end of the trail, it still felt bad because it had leaked out half its load, and so again it apologized to the bearer for its failure. The bearer said to the pot, "Did you notice that there were flowers only on your side of your path, but not on the other pot's side? That's because I have always known about your flaw, and I took advantage of it. I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back from the stream, you've watered them. For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate my master's table. Without you being just the way you are, he would not have this beauty to grace his house." Each of us has our own unique flaws. We are all cracked pots. But if we will allow it, the Lord will use our flaws to grace His Father's table. In God's great economy, nothing goes to waste. So as we seek ways to minister together, and as God calls you to the tasks He has appointed for you, don't be afraid of your flaws. Acknowledge them, and allow Him to take advantage of them, and you, too, can be the cause of beauty in His pathway. Out boldly, know that in our weakness we find His strength, and that "In Him every one of God's promises is a Yes". But now, O LORD, You are our Father; we are the clay, and You our potter; And all we are the work of Your hand. Isaiah 64:8 (NKJV)
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Thursday, March 31, 2011
Attachement

Did you ever experience having a request from God; a request that is holy and pure, a request that many holy people from the Bible had and also many saints, YET, God didn't grant it to you? As if He is not listening or ignoring you? Hannah also did.
Monday, March 21, 2011
Mental Disability
But at any rate, I guess I get the idea. Like, while thoughts dwell in the mind (physically, the brain's electricity), feelings are always referred to being dwelling in the heart. Of course it is not the physical organ, so, I guess this is the nous? Or may be nous is yet another "place" where God dwells?
And yet, where and when does faith come to the picture? If God is speaking in my nous, and I need to "answer" back negatively or positively, what part of me that responds?
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Japan's 2011 Tsunami, and my sin
See now and know;
And seek in her open places
If you can find a man,
If there is anyone who executes judgment,
Who seeks the truth,
And I will pardon her." (Jeremiah 5:1)
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
The Kind Heart
Greetings to you who loves a lot,
Who took few and gave a lot
To draw a smile on a child’s face,
To make someone happy, you save no effort
You opened your heart to everyone,
They are countless; the people you host
You made your chest a home for homeless,
A nest for broken wings birds, and whoever gets lost
You offered your love to be,
A refugee to who feels lost
You make everyone around you happy,
And hide your pain and suffer a lot
You hide behind the scenes,
And help everybody whether they see you or not
You pour your tears to satiate the thirst,
And wash the feet of whose road is hot
But when your heart cries alone,
No one sees, as if you are not under the spot
For you are there, like air everywhere,
And no one appreciate it, unless it is lost
Written on June, 2006
Friday, March 4, 2011
You, whom my heart loved!
Monday, February 28, 2011
سكت الكلام
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Press Release from H.H. Pope Shenouda III regarding January 25th Revolution

copied from Tasbeha.org
The Coptic Church salutes the honest Egyptian youth, the youth of 25th January, who led Egypt in a strong peaceful revolution, in which precious blood was shed, the blood of the martyrs of the nation who were honoured by Egypt's leaders and army, and also honoured by all the people and ourselves. We offer our condolences to their families and relatives.
The Coptic Church pays tribute to the valiant Egyptian army, and also pays tribute to the Supreme Council of the Armed Forces for what it has issued of official statements regarding the security of Egypt both internally and externally. We support its decision in dissolving the People's Assembly and the Shura (Consultative) Council, and its call for security to reign.
We all believe that Egypt must be a democratic and civil nation, choosing members of its parliament through free and fair elections, having representatives from all facets of the people. We support all of Egypt in its fight against poverty, corruption and unemployment, resisting anarchy and destruction, and for the foundation of security and safety, the principles of social justice, and the unity of nationalism, and the curtailing of corrupt and unlawful people. And the Coptic Church prays for the great Egypt, which has a glorious history and ancient civilization, and we hope that the Lord will keep Egypt safe and spread in it calmness, stability, security and prosperity.
H.H. Pope Shenouda III
Pope of Alexanderia and Patriarch of the See of St. Mark
Head of the Holy Synod of the Coptic Orthodox Church