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Monday, August 3, 2015

2nd August, 2015 (Sunday)



Reading 2, Ephesians 4:17, 20-24

So this I say to you and attest to you in the Lord, do not go on living the empty-headed life that the gentiles live.

Now that is hardly the way you have learnt Christ,

unless you failed to hear him properly when you were taught what the truth is in Jesus.

You were to put aside your old self, which belongs to your old way of life and is corrupted by following illusory desires.

Your mind was to be renewed in spirit

so that you could put on the New Man that has been created on God's principles, in the uprightness and holiness of the truth.

Saturday, August 1, 2015

All alone…



She thought that it was a dream…

Everything around her was so blurred…

She could not understand a single word he was saying. He was saying everything so fast. Nothing was making sense. She wanted to run away from him. She wanted to run away from the students glaring and laughing at her. Her eyes were fixed on the floor. But she knew he looked at her menacingly as he read aloud from the piece of paper in his hand. She could recognize her handwriting. She was in tears. With her teary eyes she was trying to search for the rascal to whom she had written those words. She looked past the students laughing at her. He was nowhere to be seen. How ashamed she was of herself. She was all alone while the rascal whom she had written the letter was probably enjoying in some corner of the school.

She didn’t understand why it was happening to her. She still doesn’t understand why it happened to her…

But it was so mortifying. It was mortifying to face the English teacher read aloud from her letter. It was mortifying to hear the rascal’s classmates giggling behind her back. It was mortifying to enter her own classroom after this incident. It was all the more mortifying to enter the school premises every day. Suddenly from that day onwards all eyes would be upon her. Everyone laughed at her.

Her friends left her. They stopped talking to her as their elder sisters forbade them from talking to her. It killed her. She was all alone. All alone in her misery. She felt miserable.

It was miserable to be all alone – everyone had rejected her. Little did she know that He too was rejected and all alone 2000 years back. Like her, He too was all alone when they crucified Him for no fault of His.

Was it her fault?

Yes, but it was mortifying…The teacher could have dealt with her differently…

How she wished that this all was just a dream…

What laments her…?



3 o’clock. Hour for Christian prayer…

The old neighborhood church was bereft of any souls…

Only one lonely soul could be seen huddled in front of the altar. She would be in this stupor everyday at this hour. Alone. Quiet. Sitting with her eyes closed. Rosary in hand. Tears wetting her peachy complexion. Only the Lord, to whom she cried out, knew what lamented her.

Quietly, she would leave the church by the next hour. Without once looking at the old grandfather church clock, she would come to know the time she had to leave. She would straighten herself from her huddle and with downcast eyes exit from the side door. This was her habit since last six weeks.

She saw no one and no one saw her…

Or so she thought…

But there was another lonely soul who noticed her every afternoon. From the time she had started this afternoon ritual, this lonely gentle soul observed her. He was the owner of the undertaker shop adjacent to the old church. He could see each and every being going in and coming out. But he had eyes only for her. Only her going in and coming out…

He didn’t know her but waited expectantly every afternoon. She didn’t see him and he saw only her. And what he saw was a sad and beautiful countenance bereft of emotions.

Oh, how he loves her. Oh, how he wants to make her his own. But how could he when she didn’t even look up. Oh, how it pains him to see her passing by day after day without even a glance towards him.

Oh, how his soul longs for her…

Oh, what laments her…?

Monday, July 20, 2015

16th Anniversary Gift Ideas




I want to make my sixteenth wedding anniversary as blissful an occasion, like all other anniversaries. For this I am going to buy a Silver locket and Fountain pen – the modern gifting ideas. Unfortunately, unlike milestone anniversaries, the 16th anniversary does not have any traditional gifts associated with it. So I will go for these two modern gifts.

As there are no long-standing, traditional gifts associated with 16 years of marriage, I will have to happy with contemporary 16th wedding anniversary gifts of silver hollow pendant and fountain pen – out of the other options – these two I love the most.

But it seems tourmaline is a gem that come in variety of colours, and is the traditional gift to give to a wife on the sixteenth wedding anniversary. But I will be content with the above two.

Sunday, July 19, 2015

19th July, 2015 (Sunday)



Today’s a landmark day in my life. Today’s the day I had my catechists training course (CTC)’s first evaluation. My group animator came to evaluate my teaching in the class and praise God, everything went well. She appreciated my way of teaching and didn’t find anything that I shouldn’t be doing in the class. I am so very happy today.

I was very nervous and had surrendered this evaluation to the Lord and asked Him to be with me while teaching. I asked Him to guide me the way I should be teaching, for His glorification, and indeed Jesus heard my prayers and everything went well. Thank you, Jesus, for being with me while teaching.

Secondly, today’s daily Bible To Do message said – list the five most important roles you play in your life and account for everything you do under each role.

So, the five most important roles that I play in my life are that of a Lover of Christ, Mother, Wife, Catechist and Extraordinary Minister of Holy Communion. And the sequence is absolutely correct.

And if I have to give an account for everything that I do under each role, then as a Lover of Christ, I love Jesus Christ from the bottom of my heart. I exist only because I love Him otherwise I would be non-existent. In my role as a Mother I try to be as peaceful, patient and polite to my daughters as possible. I try to be more of a friend to my daughters than a typical mother. I try hard and I hope to be successful. In my role as a Wife, I try to be as patient as possible with my husband. I try to be affectionate and cooperative with him and try to agree with the decisions he takes. I keep him informed of all the happenings in my life and try not to nag him much. I support him whenever I can. As a Catechist to Std VII ‘B’, I try to share as much knowledge I can about the lessons to be taught. I try not to make it dull for the students and not behave like a typical teacher. I don’t allow the students to take too much advantage of me. Lastly, as an Extraordinary Minister of Holy Communion, I serve the children’s mass every Sunday and take homebound communion whenever possible. We have to give homebound communion compulsorily once a month and since I am doing my CTC, from last two months I am going for homebound communion on the second Sundays as on the first Sundays I have to go for CTC. I try to be sweet to the four old aunties whom I give homebound communion and patiently handle the situation if the table is not kept ready. I try not to get flustered.

So these are the five most important roles that I play in my life and I pray to Jesus Christ to be my strength because I can do all things in Him who strengthens me.

Friday, July 17, 2015

Dress Code...




Every place and event has its appropriate dress code.

In the church, I cannot dress the way I dressed up for my birthday.

As an Extraordinary Minister of Holy Communion, I have to foster a deeper respect and reverence at the Eucharistic Celebration or the Mass. I have to worthily serve at the altar of the Lord and for this, dress respectfully and with decorum. For us, casual dresses are inappropriate and do not meet the standards for assisting at the Eucharist. As Extraordinary Ministers of Holy Communion, we have a very important role in the sacred action of the Eucharistic Celebration. Our attire should demonstrate our appreciation of the role we play as we are Christ's faithful. As Extraordinary Ministers of Holy Communion we should show the greatest reverence for the Most Holy Eucharist by our demeanor, attire, and the manner in which we conduct ourselves.

Likewise, as a Catechist, I should be dressed properly and modestly, in particular, to set an example for the students as we expect the students to dress in attire appropriate to a visit to the church. As a Catechist, I demonstrate the qualities of a person who has responded to the call of Jesus Christ and therefore, my attire should be appropriate for the Mass – modest and respectful.