Ray of Hope

Life’s not a fairy tale. Some started slow; some fast Both do not guarantee fair ending The slower starter might need more hope; Yet a hope, not in God, is meaningless. Having hope keeps one’s spirit alive, Despite the circumstances of life. A ray of hope, in Christ Jesus, anchored our life. Some gets confused

The Beautiful Walkway

Like a diameter curved out between parks; this beautiful walkway passes through two parks, one point of a gate to another. The walkway was shaded by trees on either side at several intervals, which makes the walk more enticing. There is a gate, for entry, to the park at the middle of the walkway. So,

The Water Tank on the Hill

For some years, we lived on the outskirt of the nearby town, in the hills sloping its way through another small valley. At first, it was lonely that I even mentioned it in my letters to friends who came and visited me. The days and nights are calm, with the insects chirping through to the

The Bird in the Rain – 2

The Bird in the Rain continues…. People deserted me All drenched; I sit here The rain’s pouring hard I’m all wet; unable to fly My heart’s cold; crippled. I cannot see you. What do I do now? Is it late now? I asked. No dear, you’ll be fine with me Please open your heart for

The Bird in the Rain

It was about lunch time when this bird, sitting alone in the same place as before, peeked into me. It was raining torrential that day. For some time, we glanced at each other as I enjoyed my reading; and he in the cold. I even took picture of him. Two birds usually sat here, as

Consistent Care: The Eye of God

Few leaves of long-leafed coriander or culantro from my hometown are rich enough to make me feel the taste of home. Each year, my mother sent me some saplings so that we could add them to our potted plants, in the land where it is not grown. We keep an eye on them; water them,

Faith-dance

Inside my heart I’m dancing, When my Savior gets magnified. The world’s tried thrashing me, Yet I’m saved in Your grace. Re-affirmed; my faith in you. Being saved by you, I’m glad. Now I dance the faith-dance Join me dancing amidst the storm Our Savior had freed and guides us; Shedding our fear through faith.

The Wrong Choice?

“It’s a wrong choice by them,” we said. “The branch might fall. They’d be thrown off their nest!” Some trees fell; some branches broke. With my children we’re worry lot. Why not they chose a bigger branch or twigs to live? We aren’t ornithologists or bird watcher before. We’re sitting on the glass-covered patio of

Don’t Give Up; Don’t Give In!

When we wanted to give up; we’re really trying to live a life. We are measuring our life with every bit of measurement in every possible angle. Yet we measured our worth with the conclusion being self-driven. There are times when we, actually, aren’t able to see the bright side of life. So, we’re ready

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