A Kind Interruption

(Love shows itself in action)

 One Sunday at my church, the choir had finished singing the anthem and the pastor was rising to deliver the message.  It was a moment of holy expectation.  Suddenly, a teenage girl, third from the left on the front row of the choir, rose and stepped out across her fellow choir members and around the piano.  Clad in maroon robe and gold stole, she made her way down the steps and toward the side aisle.

I thought, “If she is going to leave, she should go out the back.”

But she was not leaving.  She made her way to the fourth row of pews, sat down next to her friend and gently placed her arm around her.

Then I knew.  Twelve hours earlier her friend had lost her grandmother, who had been suffering from an illness.  Her friend came to church to restore her strength through worship.  Arriving late, she found an open pew to herself.

As Leslie sat next to Bethany and gently hugged her, those in the congregation smiled and shed small tears of joy, of love for the friend who showed Christ‘s love through a simple act of companionship.  She risked causing a distraction to minister to a friend.
Such are the small acts of kindness and love that are the fabric of a congregation.
The pastor delivered a strong message that day.  So did Leslie.

The only thing that we will have to show God on our Day of Judgment is what we did to help those around us.  It is true that our salvation comes freely through the Lord Jesus Christ, but as His children and disciples, we are to carry on His work on this earth and care for humanity just as Jesus Christ did as our example. (Hebrews 10:23-25) (Ephesians 2:10)

Be encouraged in the Lord and remember that you are His workmanship.  Since we are all created in God’s image and likeness, let us carry on and show forth His love towards that one who is discouraged or not feeling uplifted in their spirit.  We each have the chance to step in and show God’s love to a hurting and dying world, but the choice is up to us.  I encourage you to make the choice to be helpful and encouraging when the need arises.




In the morning go to work; in the evening don’t let up. You know notwhen success will come, wither morning or evening. ( Ecclesiastes 11:6, paraphrased ) 
I have given you time as a gift. Whether you succeed or whether you fail depends upon what you do with the time I have given you. I know the tremendous responsibilities you are facing, and the decisions you are constantly making. I am not removed from the pressures of the business world. 
You must remember that when I was here I was surrounded by working people, business people,                                                               
professional people. 
One of My followers was a tin merchant.
One of My followers was a tax collector.
Many of My followers were commercial fishermen.
I had followers who were students.
I had followers who mended nets.
I had followers who worked in the fields.
I had followers who knew responsibility,
who knew decision,
who knew how important it is to properly utilize time.

This is what I am saying to you:
I am interested in your success.
I am interested in your character development.
I am interested in your happiness and blessing.
This is why I teach you of time.

I will show you how to save time, if you will seek My face, turn to My Word and draw near to Me. I will even show you how to save your funds and manage your finances. I will cause you to make the most of your time, so that you are not doing that which is non-productive and that which is fruitless.

I will show you how to save your energy so that you are not merely running for the sake of running, returning from your day exhausted, without having achieved your goal.

I will show you how to save your funds so that you will not be putting your money into a bag with holes in it.

With My help, wisdom and guidance, with Me directing the affairs of your life, you can prosper in the wise expenditure of you time, energy and funds.

Therefore, be sure to keep busy. But busy as I direct you and lead you.  Then you shall see My blessings overtaking you.The Lord shall fight for you, and ye shall hold your peace. (Exodus  14:14 )

We want justice!

Kerala politics

I am not a politician or a political analytic. I can never claim that I know everything that is happening these days in Kerala politics.

But as an ordinary human being, citizen of this state, who has the basic right to participate in the election. I too have the right to think and speak about the political scenario around me, openly without taking any opinion.

Most often as in one of the advertisements of the Mathrubhumi news the political leaders consider the ordinary flock as foolish/donkeys, for we do not react as they do. One of the most interesting statements by the opposition these days was about the repeated affirmation ‘whatever you do/ say we want the chef minister to resign’. Is the opposition interested in bringing the scam out or bringing the government down????

Search for justice should not be guided by the greed for power and selfish motives.

A Brothers’ Song

Never give up on the people you love

 Like any good mother, when Karen found out that another baby was on the way, she did what she could to help her 3-year old son Michael, prepare for a news ibling. They found out that the new baby was going to be a girl, and day after day, night after night, Michael sang to hi s sister in Mommy’s tummy. He was building a bond of love with his little sister before he even met her.

The pregnancy progressed normally for Karen, an active member of the Panther
Creek United Methodist Church in Morristown, Tennessee. In time, the labour
pains came. Soon it was every five minute. every three… every minute. But
serious complications arose during delivery and Karen found herself in hours of
labour. Would a C-section be required?

Finally, after a long struggle, Michael’s little sister was born. But she was
in very serious condition. With a siren howling in the night, the ambulance
rushed the infant to the neonatal intensive care unit at St. Mary’s Hospital,
Knoxville, Tennessee. The days inched by. The little girl got worse. The
pediatrician had to tell the parents, “There is very little hope. Be prepared
for the worst.” Karen and her husband contacted a local cemetery about a burial
plot. They had fixed up a special room in their house for their new baby but
now they found themselves having to plan for a funeral. Michael, however, kept
begging his parents to let him see his sister.

“I want to sing to her,” he kept saying. Week two in intensive care looked as
if a funeral would come before the week was over. Michael kept nagging about
singing to his sister, but kids are never allowed in Intensive Care. Karen made
up her mind, though. She would take Michael whether they liked it or not! If he
didn’t see his sister right then, he may never see her alive. She dressed him
in an oversized scrub suit and marched him into ICU. He looked like a walking
laundry basket. But the head nurse recognized him as a child and bellowed, “Get
that kid out of here now! No children are allowed. The mother rose up strong in
Karen, and the usually mild-mannered lady glared steel-eyed right into the head
nurse’s face, her lips a firm line “He is not leaving until he sings to his
sister!” Karen towed Michael to his sister’s bedside. He gazed at the tiny
infant losing the battle to live. After a moment, he began to singing. In the
pure-hearted voice of a 3-year-old, Michael sang: “You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy when skies are grey…” Instantly the baby girl seemed to respond. The pulse rate began to calm down and become steady. “Keep on singing, Michael,” encouraged Karen with tears in her eyes. “You never know, dear, how much I love you, Please don’t
take my sunshine away”

As Michael sang to his sister, the baby’s ragged, strained breathing became as
smooth as a kitten’s purr. “Keep on singing, sweetheart!”
“The other night, dear, as I lay sleeping, I dreamed I held you in my arms.”
Michael’s little sister began to relax as rest, healing rest, seemed to sweep
over her. “Keep on singing, Michael.” Tears had now conquered the face of the
bossy head nurse. Karen glowed. “You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. Please
don’t, take my sunshine away.” The very next day – the little
girl was well enough to go home! Woman’s Day Magazine called it “The Miracle of a Brother’s Song.” The medical staff just called it a miracle. Karen called it
a miracle of God’s love!


Reality of the Reality Shows

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Today we are living amidst the reality shows of various kinds. Every channel or FM station is on the lookout to organize a new programme or a new way of presenting the old items.


However, I am very appreciative of their hard work on bringing creativity in the ordinary events. But what disturb me are the moral grounds of the same. Can end justify the means? Cheating, bluffing and not respecting the other person have become a common phenomenon, yet people seem to have fun with it. For instance, this evening I was listening to Red FM the programme happened to be “My Dear Wrong No,” the jokey after saying all non-sense to the person who was called and sometimes even to the extent of degrading the personality of the that person he ends the call saying it from Red FM, “My Dear Wrong No”. Yet it seems to me that there are very many people who, call and register to fool their friends or there are very many who take pleasure out of fooling the other person.


In such a situation: what are our value

s? What are we communicating to the world? If lost who can help to regain the personal dignity of the individual???

Still we go after reality shows!!!

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