It’s not about you…

Because I'm Fabulous

I remember being pregnant with my children, feeling as their gentle flutters progressed into full belly flops on my bladder and painful karate kicks against the backs of my ribs. Back then I had no clue what my children would be like; they were more like ideas than real people. I’d sit in my rocking chair with my hands clasped gently over my stomach and wonder who they’d be. Dreaming of children who loved singing as much as me; envisioning singing rounds, our voices weaving together in harmony.

Then they were born. Short, chubby, bald people who looked a lot more like Winston Churchill than either their Dad or myself. People that screamed randomly, pooped on themselves, and considered “gah” to be an entire conversation. I still had no idea what they were like except loud, messy, and highly uncoordinated. They slowly evolved into their own people. Emma was colicky and had a desperate need to be…

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Leaving behind 2014 – an year of testing and trials and Grace

The moment had arrived. Firecrackers in the sky, new year party songs and blasting music played on FM inside car, all indicated that it was 12:00 am, 1st January 2014.

I was still in the car driving back home with my family after a party. Then Someone said to me – “year of testing”. The dark deserted street was made lonelier with that voice. Everything became still and stopped listening for a while. Only word that rang in my ears were “year of testing”. As if I knew where they were coming from. I said, “Uh no, God. I can’t take it”. My countenance fell down and inserted thinking what would happen now.
I cancelled in my heart and slept.

But, it repeated. Next morning and another morning! Year of testing. By 3rd January I was so anxious, I called Shilpi, my friend and mentor. I was told if God was telling me about the testing times coming ahead, He would surely give me Grace and strength.

Where sin abounds more, Grace abounds even more.
Your Grace is sufficient for me.

I tell ya, I never understood the meaning of Grace so much as I know now. There are two types of knowledges – one that you learn from books, theories, and another is experiential. We call it gynosko in Hebrew.

In sports, we used to do high jumps. I remember, every time we cleared the hurdle, our PE teacher would hike the limit. She would, then wait for each of us to reach the target before she again increased the height.

And, as if I graduated in testing and trials. A new test was waiting for me as soon as I thought tough times were over. I also understood why testings and trials go hand in hand.

Learned so many things in the School Of Life. Went through the testings and passes with flying colors.

It is 11:50 pm 31st Dec 2014. And, I Know this is over. Yes. Can’t wait to enter into sanctuary.

See you tomorrow with renewed Faith, Hope and Love!

God Bless and a very happy new year 2015.

Catching up with new life!

Its been ages that i have been wanting to come back to this corner of my life. My very own personal place. 2011 and 2012..Umph!!! Two years of my life- very absorbing. First, School of Theology, City Harvest Church in 2011 was nothing else but the divine appointment with God and i could set my time apart for my creator. And, what did i get in turn? A new life!

Manna, yes, that’s what i prayed for fervently. Lord listened to my prayer request and gave me the biggest fruit of my life. Yes, i gave birth to Manna in July, 2012.

Such a simple thing but so experiential. One can’t learn until one goes through the process, of pain and new birth. There can’t be a new life without pain, trauma and, of course, supernatural energy. It is traumatic to break free. Not so easy. Love has to sacrifice to give way to a new life. Love that is accompanied with great supernatural energy to push a brand new life through into the universe.

Some more patience, perseverance, courage, trials & testings. And, a new me to enter a new year! Happy New year 2013!