My Source of Significance
Several years after living from the sideline, I sometimes did feel less significant. My contributions towards the family and community, my financial instability, and the purpose my life has served so far have been less than my expectations. In a world where core values are based on money, a person is worth their economic worth.
Letters from My Father
My father wrote letters to me; more often than any girl would. It was written with love. Neatly written in his very own hand but with severe curves, which could take time to read. Today, I am submerged in a plethora of emotions, thinking back at those good old times. My father would used papers
Can Christians get depressed?
Life is a joyous journey, that is full of ups and downs. Things went awry, stealing the upbeat music. The journey of life takes its turn at a junction where we’re most unprepared. Sometimes, it left us anxious, anguished, very lonely, and depressed, but not plunging fully into the mud of depression. The reasons are
The Manageability of life
It must have been not only me. In our lives, we desire a bit of flexibility or tractability so that the pace of life is easier to manage or handle. Our action at a time has consequences -not all that we consider bad, but with all the good vibes coming back in life. We all
The purpose of life
In my limited daily living, I often pondered over the purpose of life. The purpose of my existence, and that too compounded by unwanted circumstances and the reminder of being me not the owner of this life. This month is my birthday month, so I took the liberty of thinking about life in this second
The Meaning of life
We often struggle to identify the values and beliefs in our lives. Sometimes life is full of promises and surprises, at other times, life seems meaningless. It simply doesn’t feel good when we cannot contribute much to our family or community. When we lose this feel-good factor, we tend to think about the meaning of
Seven Days of Prayer
My grandfather visited us to spend time with us. One of his main agenda was to pray for me for seven consecutive days. I have always kept it private. However, this time I want to share it with you. Unlike before, my health was not in its best shape. It was getting worse; it rocked
Hope amid Despair
Hope and despair are the two sides of life. It goes hand in hand. Sometimes, it appears that the latter out-shadowed the other. During the last days of my father, I was in great despair. My father must have been in despair too. However, he did not let us know much about it. Father has
Only to praise
Nothing more than praise. Like a small bird’s chirp sitting on the big branch taking shelter in you one step to another. You have always led me to a place of honey to enjoy all in you. And now oh my God I have nothing more to But more than to praise you! Hold no
Dying and Living
Are we dying or living as another day passes? For sure, physical death is inevitable for humans still living in the flesh. One will not live forever, but does that bring you more fear or a deeper understanding of life? Living is dying and dying is living. It will take a whole lot of faith