Christ
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The Tipping Point
I just watched Trevor Noah on the recent horrific Floyd killing/ aftermath: and what struck me deep as I moved away from his ‘tipping point & domino effect’ is that this is not just one isolated piece of reactivity or discrimination. This is the whole of Humanity reaching a ‘Tipping Point’ in a variety of… Continue reading
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‘Do not let your Blog post be your Journal…?’
We had an anniversary, a triple cake treat by the kids, renewed vows solemnized again by our 3 who said they missed being there…. There was food like I’ve never cooked, (courtesy Kitsys Culinaries!) rings bought with their little earnings, gifts of card and music, prayers, photographs were taken; I’m here thinking again on Blog… Continue reading
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E’en these
‘lips turning to Your skies, even I Lord; even I. Continue reading
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Like hands reaching to the skies..
trees too, like we, pray. Continue reading
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What is man….
Last night as my eldest daughter Vi and I sat talking into the early hours of today, there was this sense of human fragility, of an earth spinning in space, of recent global panic & the puny state of everyday living as we know it. This morning was woken with a strong sense of God’s… Continue reading
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Normal?
“What dyou mean?” She asks, her face wide with laughter and tears, a rare combination for Jassi who never cries. Apparently the people who’ve been paying her rent are stopping that now that they must care for themselves. Jassi’s been semi- dependent on her second cousins all these years with eyesight gone and a debilitating… Continue reading
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Let be, & be Still.
When Haishu sang it went in you like a shaft of Light. He didnt have a big voice, he didnt do big prayers, just little pauses as if God and He negotiated things as they did chords. The whole experience was stilling. Not anything to do with any gift of Haish’s. It was his ordinariness,… Continue reading
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Like an angel
To all the mothers that bless our earth Momma, you kneeling in prayer – I remember you ~ mornings night, noon days of heart and song you in the fabric of our earth & heaven & us three lil girls, you – now a Piece of Thel & Li & me & all the children…… Continue reading
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A Lamp to my feet…
A trick of Light maybe but Kitsy’s shoes left to sunbathe ‘3 hours’ in balcony after she went out in relaxed Lockdown hours..? Is like lit up. It was still early dusk yesterday – tough day!- when I took this photograph and it speaks to me now as Jeff and I wake to a quiet… Continue reading
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When God Prays
Come on over, the sands are ripe for your heart. Yes it’s hard. But I Am with you. In every grain of sand, I AM for you. Watch this: there is a season turn turn, a time for every purpose under heaven. Come on over, the times are ripe for your tears that smile- they… Continue reading
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Tribute to a fabulous Human we had the privilege to call our Brother.
We drive off Commercial street (Bangalore, Peninsula India), 3 pm, mid a month’s Lockdown- the streets are clutter free, we are armed with ID and saying ‘Nice!’ through the pain of losing our precious brother Sam. Yes, he would’ve approved. “No big church service, just like he’d want it. No suit…” quiet words from his… Continue reading
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For deep within, You exist…
…outside skin deep existence. Set me free Lord from selfishness and the pride of Eye. Hold me here where my spirit is, with You, in the reality of Why I’m here at all. Lose my heart to love like You do. Like You do, here beyond the superficial. Continue reading
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Perspective
The ones looking at the painting, they are the Work of Art. P.S. You’re seeing Ads here? They are not sponsored by me, except that I chose FreeWordpress which duh also cannot kill Ads. So. Apologies dear blogfriend. Continue reading
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From a piece of Quarantined Peninsula :)
LIVE Acoustic Originals from her Collection of 200, Vihan Damaris also talks on the things you ask about : UTube, 6pm – 8pm LIVE 23rd April, Indian time. Wherever you are in the world, you are invited. 😃 Continue reading
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‘LIFE’ is a state of mind…
Yesterday we put together a video of the Fellowship that has currently just the five of us, at home. It was past lunch time when we finally began: our son on his little keyboard: we had a new song= new lyrics😳; Kitsy our angel finally sings though! Me I hate cameras, never liked them, but… Continue reading
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Step through Locked doors
May we seek and find Him more today, than ever before. May we touch His Wounds and never doubt again. May He step through our walls, our locked doors; may we experience His Passion in new ways, in our roads to ‘Emmaus‘; oh that same power that raised Jesus the Christ from the dead, be… Continue reading
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Beauty for Ashes
Quenched by thirst for True Love. Did this 👇painting last year, after seeing Souza’s Christ( see below 2nd painting for also, his grand son’s Street graffiti of Goan woman praying?) Art is a language all it’s own. When I’m silenced from society and ask myself what I’m at, is when Painting kicks in. It’s like… Continue reading
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Isolation Angels.
I can’t thank life enough for Fellow Angel Bloggers who’s incredible posts keep me believing that this is still the world we knew before ‘Rona virals!! Purple Ray’s ‘Isolation Angel’, + verse here simply had to be shared for its sweet sheer brilliant reminder that we are never alone. Thank you! too Dave of Phoblography… Continue reading
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You are your own brand!
This Post is for anyone celebrating their birthday today, (and everyone else) I have this urge to celebrate you, and offer a tiny prayer too from my son who’s incredible gift is prayer. If you’ve been following posts you’ll know he’s not just blind but recovering from a series of disturbing issues, but this isn’t… Continue reading
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Touched
by what held us all these years: I’m touched, by the power within us that is greater than fear, touched by how new leaf and bud appear, relentless of germs & sickness, they pout at my quick disbelief of personal endurance, Touched, where I am rinsed by storms of cleansing…. I believe you and I… 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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Meet Lorraine
Before the sun sets today I need to repost from Lorraine’s Blog: Blindzanygirl Oh thrilled to have found a favourite happy place in my own world of shadows and valleys of doubt. Here I find not just beauty and reality but a peace that comes from knowing we are pilgrims in an earth that will… Continue reading
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The Naked Prayer
That Impossible thing you do relying on your ‘nth sense alone. I’ve been fascinated long enough with Michelangelo’s 15 ft marble masterpiece David, to take a good read on material I could get, and look what I found: along with some Questions, some Answers & an impossibly naked prayer….“** Michelangelo sculpts his David as before… Continue reading
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Trenches
Have you had a Faith Moment when you believed in your core something beautiful was coming your way, never mind what else you felt? And you believed it would rain down, no matter the desert you were in… so you built trenches. You felt like an idiot, there were no rain clouds, there was nothing… Continue reading
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Something beautiful
Something red, Patti “You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep Spring from coming.” ― Pablo Neruda Quote — Charmed Chaos From sun garden@hospital park, yesterday. Botanical name for ‘Crown of thorns’.. unsure, but I hear this one is best found in Madagascar Continue reading
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I said a prayer for you today
I prayed that you would be given the gift of sight, but God in His mercy allowed me to see His Light all around you. Now I ask that you my child will pray too, this prayer for others: that thru’ your journey via the valley of shadows, you will leave footprints that lead another… Continue reading
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Lest we forget
I was born of the dust, where Light fell like a stairway, ’twas calling calling, Child of the Dew, ‘fore you even knew it, I know you.. Before you were born in the womb of galaxies of Stars, you & I were summoned to breathe, by the breath of God – falling like Dew, Lest… Continue reading
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What the dark whispers
It tells of the Light, like none other dare. Hell is the greatest evidence of Heaven, Death the truth of Life: Continue reading
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Starlands
Mountains of change, attached valley cliffhanging honeysuckle, dew, dawn whispers, mist – to these I owe my Continue reading
