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THE FEET OF GOD.

During the different phases of my christian walk I have felt the reassuring hand of Jesus while communing with him .While in North India,there was a phase where I would catch the hem of His robe and follow him...and then there was this phase where He would firmly catch my hand and stride ahead.Then my father passed and there He was with his sleeves folded up looking at the comings and goings around the house.

Around eight months back I shifted to Sikkim and joined the government service.I had not really had a clear picture in my mind's eye. Last week while I was in the church,while worshipping, suddenly a picture came to my mind .I was taken aback by it .As soon as I was back home, I shared it with my mother who is my prayer partner.

Yesterday while having a zoom meeting with my mission colleagues with Dr KV as the resource person it struck me how important it is to document our individual walk with our Lord and savior who is The living Christ.

While worshipping in the church my heart popped out, it was NOT a red ,beating heart of flesh but it was SNOW WHITE , and I saw Jesus gently walking on it.

Yesterday Dr VP quoted Isaiah 1 vs 17 onwards and this is how it goes....

17 Learn to do right; seek justice.
    Defend the oppressed.[a]
Take up the cause of the fatherless;
    plead the case of the widow.

18 “Come now, let us settle the matter,”
    says the Lord.
“Though your sins are like scarlet,
    they shall be as white as snow;
though they are red as crimson,
    they shall be like wool.
19 If you are willing and obedient,
    you will eat the good things of the land;

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