{"id":32875,"date":"2015-12-26T10:56:03","date_gmt":"2015-12-26T08:56:03","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/copticocc.org\/site\/?p=32875"},"modified":"2017-01-14T09:44:47","modified_gmt":"2017-01-14T07:44:47","slug":"%d9%85%d9%82%d8%a7%d9%84-%d8%b9%d9%86-%d8%a7%d9%84%d8%ad%d9%8a%d8%a7%d8%a9-106-%d8%a8%d8%af%d8%a7%d9%8a%d8%a9-%d8%ac%d8%af%d9%8a%d8%af%d8%a9-%d8%a7%d9%84","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/copticocc.org\/en\/%d9%85%d9%82%d8%a7%d9%84-%d8%b9%d9%86-%d8%a7%d9%84%d8%ad%d9%8a%d8%a7%d8%a9-106-%d8%a8%d8%af%d8%a7%d9%8a%d8%a9-%d8%ac%d8%af%d9%8a%d8%af%d8%a9-%d8%a7%d9%84\/","title":{"rendered":"On life (106) \u2013 \u201dA New Beginning\u201d \u2013 26\/12\/2015"},"content":{"rendered":"

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\u00a0 \u00a0It is almost 12:00 a.m. The New Year is pretty close. How quiet the atmosphere is! Everybody is looking at the clock which minutes are ages for some. He was then thinking of his life. How fast it has passed! It might end soon, only for him to give an account of his deeds. Yet, the silence is suddenly interrupted by New Year cheers, and he gets up to consider how to start a new year.<\/span><\/h2>\n

\u00a0 \u00a0During this time of year, some people\u2019s thoughts remain the same. They do not change. Nor do they improve. Thus, the new beginning becomes moving from old to old! Why don\u2019t we start the New Year with renewed thoughts which can lead us to more happiness?<\/span><\/h2>\n

\u00a0 \u00a0Here, it is worthy to recount the following story: One day an ugly lady entered a lawyer\u2019s office. She was stout. Her face was not just ugly; it was scary. No sooner had she entered, than all lawyers left. Only a young woman stayed, as she had to meet the lady, uneasy though. The lady started to talk, saying, \u201cI know how you feel, but judge me not by my appearance. I got married pretty late: for men fled my sight. It was my neighbor who brought me that suitor, a widower with four children. He had two conditions. First, I had to serve his children. Second, I should not claim my rights as a wife. I consented. For long years, I took care of his children lovingly. So much so that they felt I was their mother. I also felt they were my children. At that time, my husband\u2019s business flourished. He made a fortune. He started to love and appreciate me exceedingly. A while ago, he died, leaving me his great fortune. His children never objected to this. Now, I have come to restore their property to them!<\/span><\/h2>\n

\u00a0 \u00a0As she was concluding her story, the lady produced the documents which proved it. Silence overwhelmed the place, only to be interrupted by the girl\u2019s words of love and admiration, \u201cWon\u2019t you keep something to sustain you at least?\u201d \u201cIt is enough that my children love me. Also, I trust that God will never forsake me. He will protect me.\u201d Thus, the lady did what she wanted, having won everybody\u2019s appreciation. <\/span><\/h2>\n

\u00a0 \u00a0Never judge people according to their appearance: for appearances are deceptive. Some people seem sweet; yet, they are cruel. On the contrary, some look ugly, but are beautiful at heart. Some hard circumstances lead you to great and joyful ends, and the opposite is true. So, with the beginning of the New Year, think of making it one of profound thinking in which you see people and things around you wisely and justly. Do not judge by appearance, but with justice. <\/span>
\nHappy New Year!<\/span><\/h2>\n

General Bishop<\/span>
\nHead of the Coptic Orthodox Cultural Center<\/span><\/h2>\n

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