Have you ever reached for your phone because you were certain it vibrated—only to find your pocket empty? Doctors have a name for this:...

Yesterday, I visited the ancient Haghartsin Monastery in the Tavush region of Armenia — a holy place where monks once prayed and sang,...

There is a story told about a master craftsman who created a pencil and spoke to it before sending it out into the world. “There are five...

This morning I woke up at the Mother See of Holy Etchmiadzin — the beating heart of our Armenian Church. (I’m visiting Armenia this week...

Each weekend, I travel to different parishes to celebrate Badarak, ordinations, and milestones. But ministry is never confined to the...

When I last visited St. Nersess Seminary, Der Mardiros Chevian proudly showed me the little garden behind his residence. You could see...

Recently, I read something fascinating about the lodgepole pine tree growing in the forests of the American West. Its cones are sealed...

Today we celebrate the Independence Day of Armenia. I think of the independence of Armenia as a testimony, as a declaration that no...

The other day, I wrote about my years in the Divanatun—the chancellery of the Holy See—as God’s training ground. There I learned many...

In 2007, after graduating from the University of Strasbourg, I returned to Holy Etchmiadzin. His Holiness appointed me as Deputy...

We often wonder if our words matter, if our small efforts of kindness, encouragement, or truth-telling make any real difference in this...

When I was a teenager serving on the altar at St. Sarkis Church, one of my favorite moments in the Badarak was just before communion,...

Today is September 11, a day that brings back memories for so many of us. And my thoughts drift back to where I was all those years...

One of the very first words I picked up when I moved to New York City back in 2017 was the word “commuter.” If you’ve lived in or around...

Have you ever noticed how the first part of a workout feels easy, almost effortless? For me, it’s like that with push-ups. At the...

In the Bible, the word for sin is Hamartia, an ancient Greek term borrowed from archery. It means “missing the mark.” Imagine an archer...

Recently, I came across this video of a Symphony Orchestra performing in southern Brazil. While playing the Farandole from Bizet’s...

22 years ago today, I stood before the altar of God at the Cathedral of Holy Etchmiadzin, taking vows that would shape the course of my...

When Jacob was running from his brother Esau, tired and alone, he laid his head on a rock and had a dream. In that dream, he saw a ladder...

It was the summer of 2015. I had just arrived in the United States. New country, new language rhythms, new customs, new everything. After...