#being man

How much I miss the Father of my Fathers. How far I go to find his rest. How deep in debt is my heart. How my comfort displeases flesh. To north south east and west and the underside of my skin falls by drip and drop into the well this weary travelers eyes are dim. Forget me not is on the wind yet searching follows ages pass unto my birth and dying breath it’s all I know until the last. Of words…

We’ve been having some good conversations. If you have a show idea or would like to be a part of our guest panel, don’t hesitate to reach out. We’d love to hear from you! Here’s a clip from last week as well as our special guest this week. Also, check latest blog post about the treasures of hope!

I sat at my desk shaking my head about things I’ve been waiting on for so long. Nervousness filled my stomach as I thought about the impossibilities of my hopes and dreams. I pushed through the doubt and that underlying feeling of unlikeliness that I sometimes feel about my dreams and the things that I’ve wanted – things only God can do. In that moment, the scripture in Romans 5 verse 5 hit me,…

LITTLE STEPS CAN DO WONDERS

‘Gratitude is riches’, ‘be grateful with what you ‘, is what I keep telling my children. We often fulfil our kids’ demands and they don’t realize the importance of resources. So, a couple of years back, I took my elder son along to one of the schools in my hometown, where one of the teachers, Ms. Gayatri, had started a social cause of teaching the underprivileged.  We both used to teach in a…

DEATH: THE EXPECTED INTRUDER IN THE PATHWAY OF LIFE

Between transience and intransience is a deep river that all must wade through. There is no bridge. There is no parachute. None can lend a helping hand. Each to his own respite! There is no other way into the intransience. Most importantly, there is no choice to refuse to wade across the river. Clinging to the transient doesn’t help. Denial of the intransience is self-delusional. The river has to…

DEATH – A ‘STEPPINGSTONE’ TO THE BETTER?

While I’m sure everyone out here associates death with a negative emotion – because of what we’ve been told by the generations gone by and of of course seen as well – how people react to death – with tears, sadness and morose. But what if I told you; Death could also be – well, not a happy emotion – but a transitional phase that is necessary – simply because, along with all the sadness that…