Reward of the Obedient

Reward for obedience to the Lord 

Psalms 128
1 Blessed are you who fear the Lord
 and walk in his ways.

 2You will eat the fruit of your toil;
 you will be blessed and favored.

 3Your wife, like a vine,
 will bear fruits in your home;
 your children, like olive shoots
 will stand around your table.

 4Such are the blessings bestowed
 upon the man who fears the Lord.

Some times, we search for reasons, why life is not good for us, why we are not successful, why our labor is not bearing fruit, why we are not married or why our marriage is not happy?

Psalms 128 has the answer to it all.

Story of a purse

Mine was worn out, it was with me for over five years. Good thing about it was, I never ran out of money, there was always something in my purse. As if by a miracle. 

Seeing the sad state of my purse, a friend gifted me with this new one around the time we visited Lady Of Ransom together. I have not used it for a long time, thought of starting with it today. 

My lord, bless my friend with the grace to live life by YOU!

God

Oh! My GOD, please stop me from dwelling on the sad parts of my life, strengthen me Oh! Lord to look forward, hopefully.

My Fort and My Shield!

For a few months now, I have been talking spirituality and was laughed at behind my back by "my own". 

But GOD who saw my heart, gave me an opportunity to talk about the same subject to a wider range of folks who appreciates it very much and compliments me!

Who would have thought, one day, Americans, Israelites, Britishers and French would like me to tell them about Indian spirituality with references to Bible. Thank You Jesus, my Lord and my fort, you did not let me fall off and die when I was heart broken. Keep me Lord, in You 'n' Your ways, always!

True Blessing.

Proverbs 19:14

"14House and wealth are inherited from a father but a sensible wife is a gift from Yahweh."

The ongoing Soorya festival was a blessing to me. It took my mind out of my plaguing worries. I was fascinated by some artist couples who do the classical art forms. I was wondering about the family atmosphere they might have to cherish and practice such fine arts which is the manifestation of spirituality. 

No wonder then, we should be really careful about the persons whom we take into the holy and the most holy place deep inside our hearts, if they do not have the inclination to respect the purity of their own souls and those of others by birth they can destruct our soul-its peace- and our everything. 

I used to believe anyone can turn to God anytime, but I have realised lately that not anyone, only some, have the mind to turn to God, to make Him their way of life, to enjoy His feast of peace and happiness. They are chosen by God, even before their birth. But it is true, God do not go by caste or creed. 

Thank you My Lord, for blessing me to turn to you, to find peace in You. Please keep me that way till I die. Thank you Jesus. 

PS: The picture is the new altar at the Lady of Ransom, built for the parishioners. 

A request!

My Lord and My God!

My joy and my peace, when I am tired and lonely with twists and turns of my life, please gift me a companion, who will talk to me about YOU and YOUR WAYS and help me live better in every way!

The Dome, my eyes search for..

Usually, as soon as I get down at the bus stop in the highway at Vallarpadam, I can see the Lady of Ransom's dome, if my mind is free of worries, I will start praising the LORD in my heart as I walk upto the Church. But lately, peace is not what I have. 

My father was not highly educated, still he sent me to college. Though he was not capable of helping me with academics, he took care of the financial part and provided a home with good enough atmosphere for studies. I did not disappoint him as I went all the way to two masters. I recollect with a relish, how proud he used to be when my exam results came. I believe that was the best I could give my father. 

When life gave me a chance to bring someone back to life from the depth of worst, I gave it my best, just like my father. I prayed and dreamed that 'someone' would give the best, unfortunately even after enjoying the best for a while, that 'someone' did not had the heart to continue, to keep on walking THE WAY. I was broken hearted. 

Though, I have sidestepped from that 'someone's' life, for it to take its own natural course, the memories come up my mind often and destruct me. Today, I got an invitation to attend one of the Soorya classical musical festival. All through the evening rendering, I kept humming the psalms of worship and adoration, it took me to another level of spiritual heights. I had a similar experience during the fireworks of our local temple at Maradu, which is famous for its "vedi kettu". 

Thank you my LORD, for helping me convert my miserable situation into an opportunity to be one with you and find some peace.