Like all accounts of God's faithfulness, mine begins with a genealogy. In the late seventeenth century, my mother's Congregationalist ancestors journeyed to the New World to escape what they saw as England's deadly compromise with Romanism. Centuries later, American Presbyterians converted my father's great-grandmother from Coptic Orthodoxy to Protestantism. Her son became a Presbyterian minister in the Evangelical Coptic Church. By the time my parents were living in twenty-first-century Illinois, their families' historic Reformed commitments had been replaced by non-denominational, Baptistic evangelicalism.