My Conversion from Islam to Orthodoxy

by Masud Masihiyyen I was born into a Muslim family, but my personal interest in religion (Islam) was supported only by my mother. My father was a Muslim, but he went to mosque for public worship only twice a year. I rarely saw him recite the Koran in Arabic. However, he did his best to keep the Islamic fast for the whole month of Ramadan. My mother was comparatively more religious, but she could not perform any of the Islamic rituals because of her medical problems. She often recited the Koran in Arabic and repeated to herself the Islamic creed. My sister, on the other hand, delighted in considering herself a Muslim, but she … [Read more...]

Our Path To Orthodoxy

From the excellent blog "Becoming Orthodox." I’ve been working on an introductory post, but it’s getting too long to be of any benefit to anyone. For now I will attempt a brief overview. Both my husband and I are from devout Protestant backgrounds and we both have found these experiences lacking. David has felt this way for as long as he can remember, and he went through a very intense period of cognitive dissonance shortly before we began attending Liturgy. In fact it was the Church that pulled him from the dark state that he was in. I’ve experienced a cognitive dissonance of sorts for the past ten years or so. This is where we … [Read more...]

The Gift of Orthodoxy

by Elizabeth Huestis St. Paul speaks of being "an Apostle out of due time" in the sense that he did not know Jesus first-hand, and did not travel around with Jesus the way that the other Apostles did. Yet God chose him particularly to have a special and useful place in the Church. In the same way, converts are not natural inheritors of Orthodoxy in the same way as are those people born in traditionally Orthodox countries and cultures. But God takes us from all sorts of places, adopting us in a special way, making us a part of His Church in a way … [Read more...]

Finally Oriented

by Fr. Barnabas Powell The Pentecostal church I grew up in had a profound impact on my life. The lively services, the thundering sermons, and the emotional altar calls gripped my young heart and fed my hunger for an intimate encounter with God. As a young man growing up in a Pentecostal church, I always knew I wanted to be a preacher because all the powerful men I had ever known had been men in the pulpit, and I wanted to be just like them. In my Pentecostal church I was told that a stream is purest at its source, so what we had to do was to be like the Church in the Book of Acts. If we were going to affect our world for … [Read more...]