From Tears to a Second Chance
My journey with Coptic Orphans feels like a divine arrangement. I first joined as a volunteer when, two years ago, my village was selected to participate in the Not Alone program. Among many devoted servants, I was chosen, and I’ve been serving ever since. This opportunity was a blessing, but it brought challenges that tested my faith and resolve.
Since childhood, I had prayed fervently for the chance to serve God in unfamiliar places, far from my hometown and social circle, spreading His beauty and message.
I excelled academically and carried dreams as vast as the sky. Yet, when I became a Volunteer Representative with Coptic Orphans in my village, I felt my dreams pause. The service anchored me here, making it impossible to pursue job offers—most of which were in Cairo—without abandoning the mission I loved so dearly.
For a year and a half, despite needing a job, I declined every opportunity. My love for the people I served and the sense of fulfillment I found in this mission outweighed the financial struggles I faced.
Four months into volunteering, I was encouraged to apply for a Field Coordinator position in Minya. It felt like an answer to my prayers; a confirmation that this was where God wanted me. Confident and full of hope, I interviewed for the role, only to be met with a shocking rejection.
“Why, Lord?” I wondered. “I passed every stage of the interview process, and still, I wasn’t chosen. Do You want me to leave this service I cherish so much?”
Confused and disheartened, I prayed relentlessly, asking only to remain with Coptic Orphans and continue volunteering with them.
Then, life threw me a daunting challenge that lasted four months. It tested me in every way, forcing me to stay home to care for my mother.
Although the situation was painful and all-consuming, I remained committed to my service. Even though it was hard, I visited families and carried out my duties as a volunteer. This unwavering dedication became a source of strength and healing.
Then came October 7, 2023—the same date I had been rejected the year before. On this day, I found myself sitting for another interview for the Field Coordinator role. Only, this time I was accepted.
It was as though God whispered to me, “Even if you have forgotten your prayers to join the staff of Coptic Orphans, I did not.”
Looking back, I see that had I been accepted on my first attempt, I might not have been ready. The trials I faced prepared me to serve with strength and humility.
Now, I am here, learning every day, serving with all my heart, and reaping the fruits of perseverance and faith.