My heart is so heavy. Oh Lord, I don’t understand the terrible finality of death. I don’t understand Your will. Why do some live and others don’t? Why are some prayers answered while others aren’t? Some healed; others not. Sorrow and anguish tear me apart. I’m sinking Lord. Now I see what a terrible evil…
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New Year Resolutions
The last day of the year. A time to reminisce. A time for nostalgia. To sing auld lang syne as I usher in a new year. But also a time to make some decisions. To identify what truly matters, and pursue it wholeheartedly. Resolutions are passé. I’ve made them before. And forgotten them within a…
Heart Cries
Oh Lord, forgive me. Forgive me for not wanting to obey You. For wanting my own way. For allowing fear and anger to rule me. For the unkind thoughts and words. For the lack of love. For all that does not glorify You, I’m sorry! Please change me Father because I cannot. This hard, bitter…
The Lord’s Remembrancer
I found a lovely little phrase tucked away in something Amy Carmichael wrote, that threw new light on what it means to be an intercessor. She describes how someone far away from home, a missionary perhaps, is filled with a sense of homesickness sometimes, since despair and loneliness are very much a part of working…
The Refresher Course
I have been a part of the Intercession team at my church for a while now. After a few years, as with any sort of work, once you know the ropes, there is a tendency to become complacent. To think you know most of it; so there’s nothing new. With the complacency comes a lukewarmness…
Praying Through Poetry
I have always been a prose person. For the longest time, poetry seemed indecipherable. Until I read Ruth Bell Graham’s poems and then suddenly a whole new world opened up to me. What was incomprehensible became understandable. It was like a kaleidoscope – the colours and designs were no longer haphazard but fell into beautiful…
An Arranged Love Marriage
**This post first appeared on Indiaanya**Have you ever been asked this question, “Did you have a love marriage or an arranged marriage?” When I was asked this the first time, it stumped me for a bit because I couldn’t classify my marriage under either!When I was twenty-four my parents and I moved to Chennai. This…
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