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Showing posts with label Kerala. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kerala. Show all posts

Wednesday, 31 December 2025

Remains of the Christmas


Christmas was on Thursday in 2025. The following Sunday after Christmas when I went to the National Shrine the decorations had all gone dry. 
Near the Meenakshi Restaurant, the night might have been beautiful with creative decorations. 
Most of the mass I attended at the National Shrine was in Nolasco Chapel. The Centre stage at the chapel goes to Baby Mariam...

The Crib at the National Shrine Vallarpadam is perhaps the biggest one can find anywhere, this year too the creativity scaled up the layout to a good part of Bethlehem town to a scale size. 

Tuesday, 25 November 2025

A happy Sunday

Last Sunday attended the 9:30 AM mass in the Nolasco Chapel. Though there were only very few people everybody took part so earnestly that when the service was over a warm peaceful feeling overtook all of us. 

Sunday, 28 September 2025

Vallarpadam Feast

എത്താൻ വൈകി. 21:30അം കുർബാന തുടങ്ങി കഴിഞ്ഞു. പെരുന്നാൾ. തിരക്ക്. 
പുതിയ പള്ളിയിൽ തമിഴ് കുർബാന. കൂടി. 

Sunday, 8 June 2025

The Pentecost

As we reflect on the sacred moment of Pentecost — when the Holy Spirit came upon the apostles in a rush of wind and flame — it’s important to remember that this wasn’t an isolated miracle. It was deeply connected to a much older and holy tradition from the Jewish faith, one that Jesus Himself honored and fulfilled.
On the Holy Ghost feast day. 

Let us go back to the root of it all: a festival called Shavuot (pronounced "Sha-voo-ot")
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Shavuot is a Jewish festival that takes place 50 days after Passover. The word “Shavuot” means “Weeks”, and it marks two things:

1. The first harvest of wheat in the land of Israel — a joyful offering of gratitude.


2. More importantly, it commemorates the giving of the Torah — God’s law — to the people of Israel at Mount Sinai.

This moment at Sinai — when God revealed His will through the Ten Commandments — is seen as the birth of the nation of Israel as a people in covenant with God.

After Jesus’ resurrection and ascension, He told His disciples to remain in Jerusalem and wait for the promise of the Father (Luke 24:49, Acts 1:4). *And they did — but not only out of obedience.*

They were also there for Shavuot, as devout Jews. You see, Shavuot is one of the three major pilgrimage feasts in Judaism. According to Jewish law, every Jewish man was to come to Jerusalem for this festival (Deuteronomy 16:16).

That’s why, in Acts 2, we read that Jews from every nation under heaven were in Jerusalem. It was Shavuot — and they were gathered to celebrate.

On Mount Sinai, God gave His people the Torah, written on stone tablets.

On Mount Zion (Jerusalem), during that very festival of Shavuot, God gave the Holy Spirit, writing His law on human hearts — just as the prophet Jeremiah had foretold (Jer. 31:33).

In both cases:

There was a mighty sound.

There was fire.

There was a covenant.

There was a beginning — first, of a people, and then of the Church.

This is not coincidence. It’s fulfillment.

When the Holy Spirit came upon the apostles, it was the moment Jesus had prepared them for. Empowered by the Spirit, they began to speak in many languages — reaching the diverse crowd in Jerusalem with one message: that Jesus is the Messiah.

Three thousand people were baptized that day (Acts 2:41). That number is significant — it mirrors the number who died at Sinai after the sin of the golden calf (Exodus 32:28). At Pentecost, grace replaced judgment. Life replaced death. A new community was born — not defined by race or nation, but by faith in Christ and the indwelling of the Holy Spirit.


From that day on, belief in Christ and receiving the Holy Spirit became inseparable. As Peter said:

> “Repent and be baptized, every one of you, in the name of Jesus Christ for the forgiveness of your sins. And you will receive the gift of the Holy Spirit.” (Acts 2:38)

Baptism became the entry point — a visible sign of faith and a participation in Christ’s death and resurrection. The Holy Spirit is God’s seal upon us, guiding, comforting, and empowering believers to live in holiness and bear witness.

What began at Sinai with the giving of the Law was fulfilled at Pentecost with the giving of the Spirit. We, as Christians, are heirs to that promise. Pentecost is not a new invention — it is the flowering of the seed planted long ago in the soil of Israel.

Understanding this makes Pentecost even more beautiful. It reminds us that our faith is rooted — not floating — and that Christ came not to abolish the Law, but to fulfill it (Matthew 5:17).

May this deeper understanding of Pentecost enrich your heart. Let us never forget that the Holy Spirit, the Comforter, came to us on a day already holy, to fulfill a plan already set in motion.

And just like the apostles, we too are called to gather, to wait, to receive, and then to go forth — filled with the Spirit, bearing witness to the truth and love of Christ.

Chag Shavuot Sameach and Happy Pentecost, dear friends.

Monday, 25 November 2024

A November Sunday

Kneeling in gratitude after a long week at Lady of Ransom, Vallarpadam. The peace and joy one feels while being there inspite of life and circumstances are priceless and for that one travels miles. 
Candles. The few on the  lower right is mine. I was not particular in lighting candles at Vallarpadam till a few months ago. I thought lighting oil lamps at home was good enough. Then I got an advice from a spiritually elderly person, when one is specific about certain intentions one has to follow certain rituals and tune the mind and prayers accordingly.
Thanks giving for being able to build a house. Expressiin of gratitude and thanks for the blessings received is a great motivation for others who are in difficult situations to stay strong in their prayers. 
"There is no better prayer than having a grateful mind."
 A note of gratefulness. The best I have read on this Sunday. These are always left by the devotees in front of the Sub Altar of the church. They are deeply enriching and brings peace and joy to mind. It is also a social history of how families grow and how noble some of them are in their aspirations. I found this note very enlightening, their request for peace and harmony in the family and general well being of everyone finishing off with a request to be able to to write a note of gratitude every time they visit the Basilica. The writer probably is a piligrims who might have come from far. 

Sunday, 9 July 2023

A Sunday in July

That clock on the side was is very comforting for the lonely pilgrims who spend hours in and around the church. 
A Sunday view of the Altar. Getting ready for the feast in September. 
Church at noon on a sunny day of the monsoon. 
God bless all those who came to Vallarpadam today from far especially those who came with their new borns for dedication. Welcome to the tribe of 'Ransomers'. 

Wednesday, 5 April 2023


32 Degrees, yes it is hot, the summer is here. 
But not so, inside the church, with the sea breeze blowing 24x7.

Sunday, 12 February 2023

A picture Tour of Vallarpadam

The boats at the old Jetty
The lane to the parking strewn with flowers.
Vallarpadam Marian Tower
A historical part of a 160 feet flag post of teak wood. 
The Confession Hall
The wingside where the wind from the sea never stops blowing. 
A Sunday afternoon after the 11:30AM mass
Meenakshi Amma's abode
A way out to the village. 
Infant Jesus in the good old Wooden altar
The beautiful wooden Panels of Vallarpadam that speaks of the days gone by and the people who lived here. 

Sunday, 5 June 2022

The dayof the Pentecost

A flower offering by a devotee during the morning mass.
The lights were beautiful though they kept the decorations simple. 
Flower deck at the altar. 
A presuthenthi of the feast taking picture in his attire. 
Church on the Pentecost Morning
Fishing Boats towed in front of the church at the old Jetty. 
A tea at the end of the day at Vallarpadam from the Meenakshi Restaurant. 

Saturday, 16 April 2022

Easter Greetings

 The disciples of Jesus waited behind the closed doors of their temporary home in Jerusalem. Their master, the one they loved very much, was arrested and pronounced guilty of sedition and blasphemy by the religious court; the death sentence was approved by the Roman Governor and their master was crucified to death. Before they had the time to understand what is going on, their master was dead and hurriedly buried in a cave tomb. 

They were now waiting for the Sabbath to get over to return to the tomb to complete the anointing of his body which they could not complete on the day He died. On that fateful Friday Sabbath was already upon them when the Romans took the dead bodies down from the crosses and they hardly got the time to prepare Jesus's body for burial before it was placed inside the tomb. Everybody left in a hurry to start the Sabbath hoping to return early on Sunday morning to complete the anointment. 

Our heart goes out to the disciples and the women who were with them, especially Mary of Magdella, when they stood outside the tomb grieving while the lifeless body of their master lay still inside the tomb. The still body of their Master, who was their world and life for nearly three years. 

As their grief grew deep they couldn't help but think about the injustice of it all; their master being accused of a baseless accusation and being killed unlawfully on the day of Pessach. They were simple fishermen and workmen from Galilee with no connections or friends at higher levels of their society to appeal for help. Their helplessness added to their misery. No matter how deep their sighs were and how long their tears ran down, none of them, absolutely no one among them had any idea of what they are going to feel when the day broke after the Sabbath.

Are you ready?

Easter greetings, my friend. 

Good Friday

Some pictures from the Good Friday observation at Vallarpadam Basilica.
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Wednesday, 24 February 2021

Wednesday, 20 January 2021

Sunday 17 January

At noon on Sunday. The day was dry but hot. Yes, folks are visiting the pilgrim centre even though the church is closed. 
Boiled Meat, cabbage, carrots, beans and pasta. 
Thank God for the Kindness of those who invited me for a breakfast. 
Occasional delightful surprises such as this mark the day out during these difficult times, in terms of food.

Tuesday, 22 September 2020

Sunday with Mary and Meenakshi Amma

The rain was raging all through the week. Fortunately, on Sunday, at noon, the sky cleared for a long while and I could join those who visited Vallarpadam. There were quite a few though the church continued to remain closed. Meanwhile in the parish church behind the Basilica a local sweethearts were getting married and the whole event in the Corona safety settings became so novel an idea in its simplicity. 


Sometimes, I wonder, what is that make me go to Vallarapadam Basilica on every Sunday and whenever possible. Is it the service or the miracles or the grandeur of the church itself...
I guess its an emotion I feel, the carefree, happy, secured, peaceful...
A happy family who brought their newborn to Mary along with the grandparents were gratefully offering their gratitude for the blessing and the sight of them earnestly thanking God was very inspirational. The young mother beamed a hearty smile at me which warmed my heart and made me wish that all those childless couples who seek Mary's help would one day soon get an opportunity to visit here smiling with the happiness of their wish being fulfilled.  

On the way back rode quickly to the Lady of Hope at Vypeen before it started raining again just to have a look around. The pandemic has wrecked the small town of Vypeen just like any other town of the Pandemic hit world and as I rode back all I could think was when will this tragedy end and folks can go back to their work and means of bread, normally 

Sunday, 26 August 2018

Death & devastation

What to say, what to write when so many have died and many of us have lost everything.
Even the mere thought of rebuilding everything both in money and in physical sense appear an impossible task.
Feeling lost and outraged. Outraged 'cos if this could have been avoided why was it not?
No matter how long we live, we will not forget the force with which the water came and the ones who are responsible for it.