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Showing posts from December, 2012

Santa Claus is coming to town.

I am spending my Christmas with friends.A lovely couple,and a five year old who is uncannily bright.She has been writing her letter to Santa for Christmas for quite sometime.She has a list she has made and written to Santa for.Nothing much but a fluffy rabbit,ring(any ring at all) and nintendo.She is more excited about Christmas then anything.She has been to neighbours on either side with her Christmas card and her gifts.A ninety year old lady who is spending her Christmas alone and a family on the other side. She is excited about the Christmas party tomorrow which her parents are planning to host for their friends.She has been on the karoake practising her christmas songs for the get-together tomorrow. For some reason she thought 25th was the Christmas eve.She was dissapointed to know that today was the Christmas eve because she thought she ought to have been a better girl,eaten her food early and gone to bed so that santa could come in with her gift. She has a special message fr


  I sincerly thought having the presence and the blessings of the Lord was to be blessed in the objective sense by tangible stuff.I have seen well-meaning christians gloat about how the Lord has blessed them ...etc. I realise now that it is much more than that.Being blessed by the Lord  is much more than anything to have a clean slate before the Lord. How is that possible ? 'In those days John the baptist came preaching in the wilderness of Judea and saying,'Repent for the kingdom of heaven has come near .This is who was spoken through the prophet Isaiaih: 'A voice of one calling in the wilderness,Prepare the way for the Lord,make straight paths for him.'' A repentant heart of a child kneeling down before the father in submission is an attitude of life which makes way  for the kingdom to come. How important was the message John brought before the birth of Christ and how important it is for him to make straight paths for him and prepare the way for the Lord in

A whisper from my God.

This morning I received a letter from YWAM, Australia . I have been praying for their ministry for a while. It was a video of their ministry in london. It was a whisper from my God. My God who is alive. Who never fails to answer me.

Sleep outs!

I was working in a hospital in one of the more remote places in India.The place inspires so many things to write about but my amused memory goes back to a wooden couch I inherited   from my friends when they left the place the day after I joined in.It was intact. I am not normally a couch potato,atleast I think I am not because I remember during my post-graduate days walking up to my boss to ask him if I should get my thyroids checked.He asked me why and when I revealed my doubt about the possibility of my thyroids  hypofunctioning  ,he gave me an amused look and expressed that it might be the other way round.That was the day I shelved any thought of my being lazy.I had got a stamp from a doctor and that too an extremely competant one. However for some reason the plastic crepes which held the couch together started giving away,till one day when my friends arrived for their yearly visit there were two big holes in the seating place. I can be quite careless with these things.All my