Reliving the Meenakshi Amma Experience of faith..

Saturday, 31 December 2011

Year end thoughts

Oh! my lord, after much trouble,
deliberation, you have opened ,
a door for me, let me walk in,
without fear and hesitation.

Bless me lord, with the courage,
perseverance, I never had.

Thank you.

Wednesday, 28 December 2011

Carol


There is a family close to my home, who every year do the carol rounds without fail. Just the three kids and the dad. They do a good job. This year, they had a little companion, who was very enthusiastic to don the santa cap.

Merry christmas my friends, or should I say, happy memories 2011.

stars of 2012



Tuesday, 27 December 2011

Power

You my lord is the power of my mind, the wind of my sails, the color of my dreams, let me not, never ever, loose sight of you and walk away from your ways!!

I still carry the never healing scars of the those awful times, when I was away from you, in a world I foolishly thought I ruled.

Christmas 2011

Light at the end of tunnel.
We are surviving.
We are waking up to a new dawn.

We have hope, we have a reassurance,
that life will be back.

The lesson learned, during the dark days, why did you give up hope and loose your days to the spirit of darkness, death itself.

Each day has to be celebrated, for your freedom is bought with a price. An invaluable price.

Psalms 21:21 "He who seeks justice and mercy will gain life, prosperity and honor."

Humility and faith in God, they gain life and prosperity. The right way.

Saturday, 10 December 2011

Christian Treatment


Varghese used to visit us when our mother was alive. He used to work with drug addicts and alcoholics of our town, finding them, bringing them to some Christian rehabs, help them recover from their addiction and lead a normal life. Varghese too had some demons in his life earlier, which he had struggled hard to over come. Through the ministries of Potta, he had found god and has stayed strong in the love of god ever after.

His method of operation was to have a network of Charismatic prayer group member in finding friends and families who might need a helping hand to save a family member or a friend or a neighbor. In the course of time, many priests and lay brothers had set up de addiction centers through Jesus, which was fondly called the christian treatment.

Recently I came across the Christian Rehabs in America and learned about the wonderful job they were doing in saving lives. Only then I realized the importance of the selfless work Varghese and people like him were doing.

No one gets into addiction knowingly, they have some serious problems in their lives from which they want to run off or need some consolation. Christian treatment helps these hopeless to realize that its not the substance of addiction which is in control, but the Creator who made this whole world who is in control of their lives and the whole world.

They are initiated into prayers and a new way of thinking. Once they are in a way of recovery and out of these rehabs, the network of the prayer groups take them over and help them stay in the lord. But I do doubt the infrastructures that are involved in these programs now. The individuals and the organizations that are running these programs are way short in means that they could not help loosing some saved lives from relapse.

It has been proved the christian treatment is the best form of recovery from addiction the world over, its high time, government showed some interest in these programs, now run on the good heart of some priests and persons like Varghese, to take it to the next level.

Addiction, is not just to drugs and alcohol, it can be food and sex too. In our society, we speak of drug and alcohol, what about the other two. Not speaking of it does not mean, it does not exist. There will be folks struggling with it, not knowing the cause of their behavior, thus falling prey to the pressures of society and ruining themselves and those around them.

Let us hope, very soon, we have a system which will look into these kind of behavioral abnormalities. That would help the society a lot, both the serving and served.

Tuesday, 6 December 2011

Realms


Job 12:4 To my friends I am a laughingstock
when I call on God who does not answer;
the just and blameless man
is made fun of.
5“Contempt for the unfortunate,” so think the prosperous,
“a blow for those who are staggering.”

Saturday, 3 December 2011

Creativity




I always wanted to write inspiring stories and poems that leaves a positive message. So much for my creativity, this blog is all I have and here there is nothing much noteworthy. Or else, how will I explain the next to nothing readers..:):):) (Is that what I am looking for ????:( )

I was at Mary Magdalene's, close to my home, where I usually go once in a while, just to enjoy the "celebration of silence" in the empty church on evenings. Last time when I went there, I sat there in the silence of the lonely church, meditating over the relationship between Mother Mary and Magdalene, wondering at the magnanimity of Mariamma's heart to accept Magdalene as one of their own, not judging her by her past. I was certain, Mother would not have even thought of her as a "challenge" or "poison" considering the way Magdalene had turned around after she found her true love.

As I sat there, smiling at my own follies in avenging insults and murdering hearts even after the persons who have hurt me had reconciled, I saw the Capiar coming out with a broom and cleaning the altar of the church.

There was something about the way he was cleaning, a kind of earnest sincerity which was hard to miss. I found it very touching. Later before leaving I went to him and thanked him for the way he was serving the church and told him he is indeed an inspiration.

He looked at me for a while and then went inside and brought me a book. It was the published copy of his collection of poems which the "love" in his heart had prompted.

"How can I not serve the lord with all my heart, when He fills me with rhyme after rhyme."

I was overawed by his simple, but strong faith.

Presenting to you my friends, Chinnikara Joy of Moothedam St. Magdalene's church, Maradu.