Christianity is a path of roses—the one with petals and thorns. Stories of petals often told and the thorns, in asterisks.
Scribbles and Confessions
The best of stories are often found in our secret prayer closet. The testimonies of when God said ‘yes’, the times when He said ‘no’ and, not to forget, the seasons of ‘wait’—every detail, a chapter of the book called ‘journey’. From having breakdowns and losing our way to searching for directions and pushing forward, here are real time narratives of what it means to be on a journey with Jesus.
P.S: We are still on this journey.
T’was Grace
Clamour—a hundred little broken pieces shattered on the floor. A panic-stricken seven-year-old—frozen, blanked-out, fretting about the consequences. A moment of silence—a lot of clarity, a certain calm. The other day, my son Judah dropped a valuable handpicked...
Peace, be still
Freedom from disturbance; a state or period free of war or war has ended—this is the definition of ‘PEACE’ as per the Oxford Dictionary. While in a worldly sense, the definition may be apt, there is a difference when it comes to its biblical meaning. According to the...
Camel knees
“Come let us worship and bow down, let us kneel before the Lord, our Maker.”-Psalm 95:6 Growing up, I often saw my father kneeling down in prayer—unaffected by what was happening around, or people. The frequency of these prayers increased during the time when my...