Sunday, June 20, 2010
But alas!!
He mixed Chocolate with milk,
And knew it tasted good.
He put large crystals of sugar in it,
And said, "Let time reveal the sweetness"
He made no mistakes in His creation;
But I sparsely understood!
He got the ingredients right in the right mixture,
Put good thought in shaping her being.
Careful that there be no flaws,and nothing missing
And blessed her all along,
With all good and perfect gifts from His home
But I never saw!!
He created her wisely and wonderfully,
Complexion which soothed His eyes,
And features all perfectly put together;
Beauty, which matched only His and nothing else
Yes, He made her fearfully and Wonderfully
But I couldn't discern!!!
With fingers, long and strong,
That fitted each other perfectly.
With Shoulders strong enough to hold,
Tears that wet His children's cheeks.
with eyes wide enough for Him to grow visions
and Legs that never grow tired working for him
But I never understood!!!!
He made her with unfailing grace,
Light the grew brighter as days passed by,
He sat by the furnace and blew the fire stronger,
that the light in her may grow brighter,
He made her with strength of a warrior,
That never stops at the mountains;
But I sparsely understood!!!!!
He never got tired of teaching her,
Taking time to school,
His lovely child into that he loved the most,
He walked by her through all the fiery waves.
He purned and purned as a gardner would for His vineyard
To see it bring forth fruits he loved the most.
But I was a fool not to see!!!!!!
He worked with her like he has got an eternity,
That she be His eternal love..
He saw her grow up,
As the petals of a flower take shape
Or as fruits begin to appear in His favorite orchard
But I failed to see!!!!!!!
He saw the sugar crystal melt, as he stirred hard and hard,
Spreading sweetness as it melted.
He saw His chocolate milk changing from bitter to sweet,
Just as he thought it would.
He saw her gain confidence and smile at her life,
He taught her to love Him, unconditionally, Just as he did
But I wouldn't understand!!!!!!!!
I thought my flower was wretched,
The petals dark and gloomy;
And I found her all unshapely.
She was bitter in my mouth
And I thought He was unfair,
In making my flower so!!!!!!!!!
I looked around at all the pretty flowers,
How they were watched and admired!
How they poured out honey which sweetened lives!
What color!, What Shape!!
And I heard the folks laugh at my flower
And I thought my flower wasn't good
And my cup tasted sick!!!!!!!!!!
But alas! I should have given her more time
For virtues to ripen and sugar to melt
I should have seen what time can bring out of my flower
And I should have waited and watched
When He tended her!
Before I said He was all unjust!!!!!!!!!!!
But alas! I lacked HIs vision
I failed to see what He saw
He saw strength, I looked for admiration!
He saw stability, I looked for all things passing!
He saw a warrior, I looked for a flower- feeble and Tender!
He was tending an eaglet, I thought it was a pretty chick!
But alas! I'm just human! He is God!!!!!!!!!!!!
Friday, June 4, 2010
Imagine to look in His eyes and see.
Imagine how miraculous it seems to be,
but it´s not so very rare.
You can find it anywhere.
It´s an ordinary miracle.
The kind you find around you every single day
or maybe it´s just seasonal like spring and May.
They´re so many.
The ordinary miracle.
A common kind of miracle that runs right by
or maybe it´s too gradual to catch your eye
so you miss it.
A sudden bolt of distant lightning.
Cathedrals rising out of stone.
A baby starts to walk and talk one day
then, shockingly, he´s grown
and in love.
That volcano of emotions
not ten thousand gypsy-potions
can undo.
Yes, it´s love
Well, of course my view is slanted,
but people do take love for granted.
Sad, but true.
Of all the many miracles.
Mysterious and marvelous and big and small.
When people fall in love it really beats them all.
Oh, to see it,
to feel it,
to know it
Imagine someone to love who loves you.
Imagine to look in His eyes and see.
Imagine how extraordinary it would be
if an ordinary miracle
happened to me
Sunday, May 9, 2010
If this has been what was u were thinking about the issue, then I have a question for u, What difference has u from this guy who has been sentenced to death..... NONE, if u ask me... when u keep such a mentality, u have the same attitude as this guy who killed 74.
yes! what he did was certainly wrong... and every wrong has a punishment. May be the judegement was right enuf... But how many of us were kind enuf to utter a one word in prayer for this kid, to feel some sympathy for this kid of 22 who knows not what he has done.... how many of us were kind enuf to pray that at least his soul be saved and that he find his rest at least once he leaves this life....
oh! wat a life of turmoil he might have had....!! things we all might not have ever seen in our lives. Things our weak hearts would never been able to bear.....
Wouldn't it be nice and more humane to say a small prayer that his soul may rest in peace than tell that he got excactly what he deserved. He did not... Poor thing did not get a second chance... a chance to rethink, a chance to reconsider... no angel met him in his way to soothe him... luckily our lives are so full of second chances and angels to soothe us all way. and hence we are not where he is... then y not a little bit of kindness to one human....
he was not worse than any of us... but jus a lot more unlucky.... then Y not some sympathy...
Is it cos we think prayers dont help.... or is it cos we think there exist no God who can change the heart of a cruel brute.....??? Is it cos we doubt the abilities of the most powerful??? or Is it cos our hearts are so full of revenge.... that we are just as bad as he was... may be more brutal.... more inhumane.....!!!!!
Friday, April 30, 2010
My truth....
I struggle for a metaphor with which to express Jesus. He is not like the Bursting forth of an orchestra; that is too loud and it may be out of tune. He is not like the sea when lashed into a rage by a storm; that is too boisterous. He is not like a mountain, wreathed in lightning, canopied with snow, it is too solitary and remote.
He is the Lily of the Valley, the Rose of Sharon, a gale of spices from heaven.....------ Billy Sunday
.... Promise......
Aye Gentlemen and Ladies, its time to Hoist the Colours.....
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Talking About God.....
Two reason, one- the day being a sunday and the other I always talk about God.... He is the most real person to me.... they say the ones who have known real love and happiness cannot help but share it. And the reason for my happiness is God.
But what about God??
Now this is not to propogate a religion. We all beleive in God. But for most of us He is but Just God, the Impersonal, All Powerful, All controlling God uninfluenced by the feelings and sufferings of Humans. We have gone to the level of saying that "God is playing Chess with our lives". Nope. all our religions look at it from a different point of view and we fail to understand it and is forever unsatisfied.
My religion told me that Humans were created in the very likeness of God. Surprise we look like God----- each one of us in that matter of fact. Not even angels are our equal. so if we deduce things from what is said above then we are more powerful than angels, spirits, anything else in the whole universe---- not even the forces of evil that we are so scared of are as powerful as humans. all of them if you destroy them, are destroyed forever, but only Humans can come up even if he is sent to the dephths and depths of torment and destruction. All that human requires for this is God. God is human's hope, the only hope and existence of Humanhood. If u hv God, U have life, abundant life.
Now getting God is the difficulty. Or may be not!!! cos for God being with humans was is greatest wish. He enjoyed human fellowship. He enjoyed it so much that even while he was forever worshipped by all powerful heavenly beings, he longed for the company of Humans who had sinned against him and had gone astray. He so loved humankind that he was ready to give away His only son and then later His own spirit to humankind. Take it from any other religion everytime evil increased in the world, God became human. He came down. He doesn't really play chess with our lives, but he is ready to come down to us when we get in trouble. he is ready to make any sacrifice to win our company.
What a privilege???
And wat does He ask in return. Its the small price of our company. But the fact is that His company actually satisfies us to a level that nothing else in this world can. He thinks that we shud be partakers of such pleasure. How kind of the all powerful to be worried about pleasure as if it was a matter of His happiness. Yes, the matter of his happiness is our abundant life. Life which outflows
And thats the reson why he ask us to love Him more than anything- work, money, pleasure, enjoyment even our life. Cos the love of Him is ultimate life.
Don't you feel now such an experience is worth a try.......???
For the Generation to come......
Saturday, April 24, 2010
A Woman's Question
Do you know you have asked for the costliest thing
Ever made by the Hand above?
A woman's heart, and a woman's life---
And a woman's wonderful love.
Do you know you have asked for this priceless thing
As a child might ask for a toy?
Demanding what others have died to win,
With a reckless dash of boy.
You have written my lesson of duty out,
Manlike, you have questioned me.
Now stand at the bars of my woman's soul
Until I shall question thee.
You require your mutton shall always be hot,
Your socks and your shirt be whole;
I require your heart be true as God's stars
And as pure as His heaven your soul.
You require a cook for your mutton and beef,
I require a far greater thing;
A seamstress you're wanting for socks and shirts---
I look for a man and a king.
A king for the beautiful realm called Home,
And a man that his Maker, God,
Shall look upon as He did on the first
And say: "It is very good."
I am fair and young, but the rose may fade
From this soft young cheek one day;
Will you love me then 'mid the falling leaves,
As you did 'mong the blossoms of May?
Is your heart an ocean so strong and true,
I may launch my all on its tide?
A loving woman finds heaven or hell
On the day she is made a bride.
I require all things that are grand and true,
All things that a man should be;
If you give this all, I would stake my life
To be all you demand of me.
If you cannot be this, a laundress and cook
You can hire and little to pay;
But a woman's heart and a woman's life
Are not to be won that way."
— Joshua Harris (I Kissed Dating Goodbye)
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