(This blog post will also be printed in a forthcoming volume on the life of Bishop Epiphanius by the Monastery of St Macarius). Oh, that I had wings like a dove! I would fly away and be at rest. (Psalm 55:6)   ἐπιφάνεια (e-pī-fa-ney-a; Epiphanius): manifestation of God. I saw him sitting peacefully, alone in the back corner of the room. People joined the room gradually as the next lecture was approaching. I walked towards the back of the room to greet him and he immediately greeted me with a formal smile. He didn’t recognize me initially until I...

     A photograph of Armenian orphans whose parents were killed in the genocide This is for my grandfather, Vostan, who having never lived to see me in the flesh, has nevertheless taught my mother – and in turn myself and my sister – the spirit of resilience, endurance, and courage when the odds were against us.    Last year marked the 100th year of the remembrance of the Armenian genocide (April 24, 1915), where over 1.5 million Christian Armenians were killed and millions of others displaced. One of them was my grandfather. Early last year I was given...