Gratitude
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Coffee Angel with broom #Advent2025
: Celebrating Christ in every place He leads us thru’ #11. Today’s Prayer: ‘Gratitude when its hard” : … for surprise touches of angel-wing,I give You Gratitude for these & million things. For thorny soil where lilies bloom, I give You thanks my God, I give You thanks- 🥀 It was December and our parent’s Continue reading
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A Heartfelt Thanksgiving.
Reflections by the River If you call otters wild, then yes, we’ve seen a sweet couple of them recently… (WPress prompt: wild animals). Coorg will always be one of our fav places in the world: the memories here are rich with change, with life. Top of Mercara Hill is the church we got married at. Continue reading
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Mayhem in June?
Honour Yesterday, the news was not good; we had a city stampede…! Our mega cricket event this week ended with 11 deaths, from celebrity induced mobs; a collapsed drain…injuries. 2025 has been a rogue year this far, with Messrs.Corona rearing ugly head, plane crashes, fires, floods, wars, rumors. Out in a walk, we saw a Continue reading
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Embracing Life’s Challenges: Lessons from the Sea
That September we had a small celebration, our youngest was a baby. How d’you describe the sea to a blind person, leave alone a tiny human? We did our bit, but he wailed, burrowed face in me. The sand, the huge amount of it, was too much for his little fingers. He’d just begun to 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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Hello 2022!
Life jackets on! Gratitude & Peace❗ Sure I’m holding onto our technically ‘blind’ son with +++ challenges from seizure meds, but grhhjhj, we thinks Mr.Boy particularly enjoyed this manic driver. The man had kind eyes, we trusted him. We told him our Dad had worked that Lighthouse decades ago. We were kin and kith with Continue reading
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Flavour of the month
GoDogGoCafè If you zoom in, you’ll see those Lotus low left in tiny pond at Cubbon Park here in Bangalore city. India. Warm warm day, 28 degrees already!– lunch and ice cream in the shade. Too much fun to take pictures, but we got a few. March always feels like sunshine warming herself up from 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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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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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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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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There is a tide turning
This is that time, it comes by in a few ways, crumbs of yesterday, it remembers your name 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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You surpass
Because you are no ordinary creation Continue reading
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in the cross weave it’s not all about me Continue reading
