Reliving the Meenakshi Amma Experience of faith..

Monday, 11 May 2026

Sunday Thought

ജീവിതം കഠിനം. നമ്മെ വേദനിപ്പിക്കും. അങ്ങിനെയാണ് അതിൻ്റെ രീതി. ജീവിക്കാനുള്ള നമ്മുടെ ശ്രമങ്ങൾ തെറ്റി പോയത് കൊണ്ട് ആവണും എന്നില്ല. സന്തോഷം എന്ന പോലെ വേദനയും നമ്മെ കടന്നു പോകും. പക്ഷേ അത് കടന്നു പോകുമ്പോൾ ശേഷിച്ച ജീവിതം ജീവിക്കാൻ ഒരു ശക്തി തന്നിട്ടു പോകും. 
അത് ഉപയോഗിച്ച് പരമാവതി ആടി തീർക്കുക.
Picture: Stefan Lorent 'Our Lily' 1937
രണ്ടാഴ്ച കൂടിയാണ് പോയത്. ഒരു പരസ്യം. 

Friday, 24 April 2026

This man's success make us happy. 
ഈശോയെ Sanju Samson വിജയിക്കുമ്പോൾ ഞങ്ങളുടെ മനസ്സ് നിറയുന്നു..
മറ്റു ജീവിത പ്രശ്നങ്ങൾ ഉണ്ടെങ്കിലും സന്തോഷത്തിൻ്റെയും, സമാധാനത്തിൻ്റെയും ആ നിമിഷങ്ങൾക്ക് നന്ദി പറയുന്നു.

Sunday, 19 April 2026

Sunday Prayer

Dear God, I pray that in all I do, may You see the love I have for You. May my thoughts, actions, and the words I speak be a reflection of the love I have for You. Father, may You keep me from being proud. I pray that I never think that my thoughts are above Your own. In Jesus' name, I pray. 
Amen.
"An angel adoring the Lord."
A painting by the artist who was also a Carmelite priest, Filippo Filippi, from the 15th century. 

Sunday

"Hand to Labour and heart to God. "
The motto of Ann Lee's Christian group from the 19th century. Though their presence have become less their social contributions while they were active still stands out. 

എങ്ങിനെ, എന്ന്, അറിയില്ല പക്ഷെ എൻ്റെ ദൈവമേ , എൻ്റെ രാജാവ് എന്നെ സഹായിച്ചു മുന്നോട്ട് നടത്തും.

Thursday, 16 April 2026

Divine Mercy Sunday

The Sunday after Easter. 
Faithfully lived with the divine chaplet from Good Friday on wards more spiritually vigorous than the rest of the days of the year. Waking mostly at three in the morning and in '8' around the living room at the height of the summer with all windows and doors open.

The 11:30 AM pilgrims mass was divine and attended with a full heart the happiness of which is still lighting up the heart. 
Pass Over might have passed but the memory still lingers on...

Thursday, 9 April 2026

Easter Reflection

The Dharma, Karma and The Cross

Between birth and death stretches the quiet field of a human life.

What came before our birth remains hidden from us.
What lies beyond death is equally veiled.

But between these two mysteries we are given a journey.

Many traditions have tried to understand this journey.
Some speak of dharma, the duty and order into which we are born.
Some speak of karma, the consequences of what we do within that order.
Together they form the path each person must walk.

In another tradition, Jesus Christ spoke of the Cross.

“Pick up your cross and follow me.”

Perhaps these ideas are not so different.

The cross may simply be the life already placed upon our shoulders.

We did not choose our parents.
We did not choose the family or circumstances into which we were born.
We inherit an emotional world, a culture, a language, expectations and responsibilities.

From there the road continues:

education, work, relationships, marriage, children, duties, disappointments, hopes.

This is the shape of our cross.

Yet human beings often try to exchange the cross given to them for another of their own making.

We choose careers that are not truly ours.
We form relationships for reasons that do not belong to our deepest self.
We run away from responsibilities that seem too heavy.

For a time it feels like freedom.

But often it is only a detour.

Life has a patient wisdom.
Sooner or later it brings us back to the unfinished task we tried to escape.

And then we begin to understand something simple but profound.

The real question is not which cross we carry, but how we carry it.

Every tradition teaches this in its own language.

The path may be called dharma.
The consequences may be called karma.
Or the burden may be called the cross.

But the truth beneath them is the same.

We must live the life that has been entrusted to us.

For my own heart, the path I have chosen is the way of the Cross of Jesus Christ.

Yet the deeper lesson remains universal.

We did not choose our cross.
But we can choose the spirit with which we carry it.
In that spirit lies dignity.
In that spirit lies faithfulness.
And in that spirit lies the quiet possibility that even the heaviest burdens of life may become a path toward meaning and peace.