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.
Friday, Saturday and Sunday!
Betrayed by a close friend. Echoes of scoffs. Pained by what is to come. Drained, Jesus stood in front of the Roman governor, Pontius Pilate. “Are you the King of the Jews?”, Pilate asked. “So you say!” Jesus answered. (As is written in Mathew 27) The crowd roared...
Being Unhindered
Shanties of tin, worn out tents, crooked roads and thousands of faces with dark, gory stories. “No one cares for us like this”, said some of the Syrian refugee mothers. I made eye contact with their tears-strung eyes, while I held and assessed their newborn infants,...
Trusting my Master Goldsmith
“Pappa!”—Sairah cried in the middle of the night. She had a nightmare. It was not the first time; she has been waking up in the middle of the night or early mornings in the past few months. No matter how deep asleep or tired Joel is, he would wake up, run to the kids’...