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Watch “SECRET GULLY | THE BOY WITH NO NAME (Pt .2) | Little Lights” on YouTube
Inspired by a real life 5 year old I met one monsoon at a school for slum kids, you’d never forget ‘Raju’ the school called him. His folks called him ‘chokra’ for street boy. There was no hatred at his home, only the face of poverty, the numbing face of sleepless days and nights. His Continue reading
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@ Sea with B.Harry
Thankyou Kate Motaung for triggering a revisit to my 7 year old self, in a place I loved and was terrified of: the Sea. Here I got something I’ll never let go of: how to ride a giant wave! Age 7 is a tricky sweet dangerous age to utterly trust a stranger, in a spot Continue reading
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Slaying Giants
“THE MORE YOU REACH OUT TO OTHER PEOPLE WITH NEEDS, THE SMALLER YOUR FEARS BECOME.” Dr. David Jeremiah in his ‘The Christian Walk Journal’. It’s a daily devotional; got it as a gift this year. (Not much else I treasure like a good Diary). From my Journal this morning; and it went in my spirit Continue reading
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The Outcaste’s Prayer
Here there is no one else, here there are no words, none but Yours- falling in my ears, like a Prayer : I have never heard You pray before, I have never heard You pray over me: Words that breathe life over my ash. This I could not have believed, that God would pray o’er Continue reading
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The Dangerous Love of God
His embrace will not just hold you, It holds all men and friend and foe, whoa, what’d I think His Comfort was… sweet cuddly Bear arm, warm with Paternity? His Comfort Zone is more than I dare dream… ach! It’s in the Slap of the storm, in the Sap of the thorn, Haha, I wasn’t Continue reading
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Tears of heaven
…they fall most not when we sin, but when we repent… what can compete with the perfection of a repentant heart… …. Continue reading
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Lyrics & Life
Healing Rain let It fall, let It whisper Its secrets, it’s time, Let it scour the rust, of the ashes of dust you & I… (Do check my song here if you would..) Continue reading
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Saturday’s child.
His name was Dhru*; he loved the ‘roaring’ bit. Dhru must be at least ten years old today, when we did “Everybody is differently beautiful”, he must’ve been 7? To think he couldn’t see his costume, had no clue what a lion’s mane was like, or even heard it roar, what a sport Dhru was. Continue reading
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The Cusp of Things
they meet us here, and there in our trips around the sun. Here we start again. Continue reading
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Gratitude 2019
It gathers me, these Leaves of days in a year of prayers that changed even me, Abba Father, thankyou. Continue reading
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A Poets invite
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What Child is This?
Today at our little church overlooking gulmohar trees and a blue December sky, the question was asked,“What does Jesus mean to you?” I don’t like Q&As; we could be judged in these sessions, but this morning here there are people in their teens and twenties and the few of us other gen. humans. They are Continue reading
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It’s worth the wait
The power of persistence Continue reading
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Have you seen someone inhale music thru’ their ears…
My Jeff (Noel – no one else would put up with my messy paint tubes and books in corners and centre stage of my life), when he listens to music it’s like he’s breathing it in via ear phones. I’ve not seen someone savour music the way he does; it’s his profession (Sound) yet him Continue reading
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Paperboats
Let it go, its time Continue reading
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What lives with you
Where no one knows, It pours out. .. Jars. Oil, RN Vineyard series Continue reading
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When Healing comes
When Healing came It Bled. It Crossed boundaries. It broke Itself like Bread and poured Itself out like Water. All of a sudden there were too many visuals now, too many verbs and adjectives. This had been a desert, no oasis. Now, a Garden. A Garden with no room except a crude stable and hay.… Continue reading
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Heart lift
That moment of discovery of who we are: an incredible chromosome of heaven. Aye, that. I wish you and me precisely that. Forever. This is for me, another visit from the Manger. I love its chill draft and need, its gifts of touch, of gaze, of friendship…. Continue reading
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You surpass
Because you are no ordinary creation Continue reading
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Wings are real…..
hurts only when you’re folded…. Continue reading
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Wordfall
At my altar of disbelief You fell tears from my eyes Continue reading
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Inter-Species Comfort-bearers
I’ve wondered why my Creator structured the universe among this many species, what the dialogue between us all is besides the incredible facts of circles of life, food chains… Continue reading
