Family
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Happy Feat !
embracing the Spirit of Christmas with ‘Penguins‘ “..penguins of the cold Antarctic, find that one of their lives’ flaws is that they don’t get the magic of a life with Santa Claus, for they …have been placed far poles apart…” (Quote: Andrew of FMF Writers) “Dearest Lord God of the Penguin & us humans, I Continue reading
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For the sheer Joy of being with You
Chilly morning here, low cloud. Dew in my wild flower garden. Monsoon Mantha in our peninsula, is melting down. Mixed emotions after another birthday celebration at home. So we’re a year wiser, closer to Eternity. Kimia, a lane mate from ten years ago called to say Hi, they’re not well and could we pray for Continue reading
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Gandhi, Gujarat & me
Our window overlooks national army land. 100 meters from my window. If the light is good, I can see some of their uncut face skin, their arms and shoes. Sweet dearest Lord God, am not swearing, but they go to Kargil/ wherever, while I sit here trying not to be a crab, for a mean Continue reading
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The Voice
10 am., today in a tiny chapel, a newly installed bell rang out. We stepped in thru’ fresh cement front step; this place was being renovated. Padre TS was nervous, it was his first wedding in church English: he dropped his notes, his fingers shook. We all exchanged careful grins. Light filtered in through monsoon Continue reading
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Generations of Verse!
Alice Aunty is feisty and bright eyed at 94+ in purple+pink saree. (She tailored that blouse, and says my Ma taught her..) Chennai is sizzling as we visit her airy first floor Living room, with son Selvan S. (Theologian)- cousin bro has her doe eyes, grand daughter Blessy too. My Dad had them, and his Continue reading
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Nervous!
“Don’t.” She says. It isn’t just a warning, it is a rifle pointed right in my nose. We were 12 and 13, and now decades later Kila is still saying that to me; she knows what kicks me raw in the gut where I keep intuition but now am flinging it out the window – Continue reading
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The most fun way to exercise heart, is Blog about preciousness !
we do not have one good pic together: so I made one from decades ago, when. (I’m the messy one, blue) she is gorgeous, supermom, angel all rolled in one – how on earth’d we ever call us Twins? The heart has ways of reaching in our spirits and making twin souls, esp in our Continue reading
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For I am persuaded …!
Trish* just recovering from surgery is back home now, her lovely face underlined with strength : the joy of clear reports slightly overshadowed by surgery. “It was too much for me to think of myself, so I just focused on my Lord. Listened to music, worshipped. I did not ask for healing, but for patience Continue reading
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there will be haters
“… love them…” Nj says. He has that capacity*. Am thinking that’s the greatest city there is. That city* glowing embers in the eyes of a human that’s seen the good, bad, ugly but chooses Peace. Karina…her thin fine lips holding back discontent; when I was a kid she found reason to tear up my Continue reading
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Pain Management
My friend Jamil recovered from an auto–immune disease then went back into it. We met two years ago at a restaurant: her eyes like twin lighthouses. How dyou do this Jamil? I want to ask, but words turn to noodles in my throat. She has lil narratives of new meds that work briefly before other Continue reading
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From our home to yours this Christmas 2020!
Part of our Fellowship’s zoom candle light carols night, this was our fam’s medley of old carols and new harmonies improvised; wishing you a blessed day today and always; may the Lord of Light, Peace, Joy & true Love fill your days with His Song, all of now and the days to follow, stay precious! Continue reading
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Shut the ‘yabber- yabber of the Locust’!
When I was a child I was skinny, and I was a child. Shy. I stammered. Had to wear glasses very young. It kept falling off my snub nose. Got teased for that and my skinny legs. All that and I couldnot speak as well as the grown ups around me. I was ‘Pin throat’, Continue reading
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10,000 Reasons • When Gratitude Kickstarts Joy
https://chronic-joy.org/10000-reasons-when-gratitude-kickstarts-joy/ by Chronic Joy® | Illness, Parenting | 2 comments y 👈Audio GOD LACKS NO CREATIVITY EVEN IN THE LABOR ROOMS OF CHANGE Two years ago our gentle teenager began to steadily turn into a stranger we could hardly recognize. A new medication put an end to his seizures a year later, but the trial had just begun. We broke Continue reading
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My daughter a grandmother at 20!
Yes, our second daughter. Sits stunned Cross legged in bed, her entire person shocked, electrified; every ten minutes she goes,”Ma, how do I come to terms with this?” We’re stunned too. Ivory, our daughter’s daughter hadn’t shown. Last week when we met at the gate, her shaggy white ears and tail all waggly with joy, 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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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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Family Fellowship for you, wherever you are: this is as simple-y spontaneous as it can get!
What started two years ago with a few young people across Bangalore city, today was just Family, oweing to ‘Janata Curfew’: people’s voluntary curfew where every Indian stays indoors all day till 9pm this evening. So we got together for today: our daughter Vihan who made our Haven call come true with her heart of Continue reading
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Table for …ten?
For FMF Writers. ‘Table”. Our table seems to expand with every new person. I don’t know how they did it back then, we now are more conservative a Society. (Conservative as in : conserving on personal space/ sharing). We buffet, we carry bag/ take home. We have little side-table, collapsible ones too, with flaps down Continue reading
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Finding our Edge
“How many sides does a coin have?” I ask eight blind kids in their Creativity room. 7 of them are quiet. There is shyness, diffidence, anxiety in the room. One little girl twists her ribbon to knots. Then there’s Varun (name changed), always in trouble for speaking his mind, for being local ‘Complaint box‘ and Continue reading
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No Place like Love
We meet Mangula* in a little town outside Bangalore….where exactly is she from? Half Kannada, Telugu, Tamil…she doesn’t know. How many people groups are we in this busy Peninsula India? At least 70, I hear . I get permission to tell her story, take her picture. Mangula is thrilled, unashamed, why should she be? She’s 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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Pause calmly ….Selah!
Much to un-think here, @ a 3 hour drive from Bangalore city, into tiny growing town. Continue reading
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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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Healing Rain let It fall, whisper Its Secrets: ‘..it’s too late..’
The lyrics of a song done with my lefty guitar (will upload when theres courage to do that:). Words run off me and I can’t think except watch how healing walks in. No evidence, it crawls in a millimeter at a time. Then two steps back. Yes I’m a dreamer but positivity alone has never 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
