Bitter Sweet Life
‘No-o-o-o, not again,’ I screamed inside of me. I can hear my voice at first but it gets diminishing within minutes. It’s going to happen, going by my instinct, I could sense it. Yet there’s hardly anything I could do except praying for me and my family. My children cried I can still feel them
The Word In My Dream
It’s not a matter of being prophetic nor involved in deep spiritualism. However, it happened to me a number of times that I had received the word – verses of the Bible, in my dreams, from time to time. It always was a blessed time and pleasant experience indeed. In my book, Unconsumed; In His
Let’s Talk Close
You lifted my heart If and only if you know How much I love you The smile on your face; My heart’s craving for, Lights up my world. On a moonlit night If and only if we hold hands Sitting beside me We’d talk of love; The plans and more. On a moonlit night If
Unconsumed: In His Abiding Grace (Paperback)
Not just once but number of times, I was rushed to the ER, with my innocent children wailing and wondering about life in the background. Sometimes in a cab, the other times by ambulance, and in my vehicle as well. But the abiding grace of God lets me unconsumed till today by this small problem.
Praising from the Graveyard
It still appeared dark and dreary to me. There’s hardly any stream of light I can see from my bed. I wanted to lay back some more minutes. Those were the days of my youth with frequent late night outings. The body gets tired, it needs more rest. From my bed I can hear people
“But as You Will”
‘Nope,’ I replied blatantly. Then, I paused for a moment. Interrupting my pause they goes, ‘Oh! Yes, it’s too much. We’ve watched him suffering in the movie.’ ‘Such is his love and grace for human,’ I mumbled. The question, however, is ‘Would you suffer like him if it were for saving wayward people or unknown
Swaying Faith
My children praying for my longevity out of pure love for me is the sweetest I could hear from them. It was in their bedtime prayer and in our devotion most of the time. Children have pure faith not like the grown man who get intoxicated by our world. Here I am talking about people
Looking Around: What Do You See?
When it’s time for me to go, I picked my bag containing my medical files, and headed towards the hospital. This time it was for a routine check-up for me in the Out Patient Department of the hospital. It was a good time for me to look around that part of the neighborhood. It took
The Good Shepherd – My Understanding as a Child
Psalms 23, as I read it today, takes me back to the memories of my childhood days and how I understand and appreciate the good shepherd. In the countryside, we have a field in the slopes of the western wall of the small valley we lived in. There in the field, we stayed guarding our
Not Yet
It’s been two years since I started this blog. I received a flash message from WordPress.com, which reminded me of my timeline. Should I start it right away when the idea first hit me, it would have been three years. Yet I said, Not Yet, as I was just a few months away from my