This section features memories mostly from my childhood memories in the countryside and the recent past.
‘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 … Read more
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 … Read more
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 … Read more
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 … Read more