When I graduated from the Seminary and was ordained a priest, my father would proudly introduce me every time we met someone new. He would say, “Do you know my son, Hayr Mesrop? He graduated from the Gevorgyan Seminary with honors. He’s a priest now, ordained at Holy Etchmiadzin.” His heart was full. He was proud. Proud not just because of the achievement, but because I was his son. Friends, that’s exactly how your Heavenly Father feels about you. He’s smiling over you. He’s

Yesterday, we laid Rev. Fr. Arsen Barsamian to rest. We prayerfully placed him in the loving hands of God, whom he served faithfully for sixty-six years. As I stood there, at St. James Armenian Church in Watertown, MA surrounded by his family, friends, and parishioners, one simple memory returned to my heart. When I first visited Der Arsen at his senior living residence, I leaned close to him and said, “Der Hayr, my brother’s name is Arsen, and we are Barsamian too.” He took

Years ago, people were already worried about spending too much time online. Back in 1996, a teenager was described as being addicted to the internet because he spent more than six hours a day online and over an hour reading email. At that time, it sounded alarming. Today, for many people, that almost sounds ordinary. We live in a very different world now. The phone is always near. The screen is always glowing. Messages keep coming. News keeps updating. Videos keep playing. Ou