Reminiscing about the Munnar camp days, particularly the second altar call on the third night by Rev. Aby Peter, inviting young souls to take a decision to Love Christ, I couldn’t feel my legs moving.

I am my lover’s and my lover is mine - Solomon 6:3

I would seek GOD and fail, rather than serve HIM all my life and live under an illusion that my service is what keeps HIS heart open for me and bless me.

What I find attractive about Christianity compared to all other religions or philosophy is the radical kind of love. When we see Jesus and his time on earth, we do see this unusual kind of love. The good shepherd who would give his life for the sheep (John 10:11). The rabbi who would wash his […]

Dear Elizabeth, I’m sorry that I took so long to respond to your mail. Anyways, I think today is the perfect day to write. I have some exciting news to share. Last week, my brother Lazarus fell ill. We tried everything and he was just getting worse. And eventually, he died. We had his funeral […]

There once was a ballerina who lived in a home that I was volunteering with. Only thirteen, she was beautiful with brown skin and curly hair. Of all that we did, we most enjoyed singing together, ‘Price tag’ by Jessie J was our jam. It started out great, but out of the blue, things drastically changed. In […]

We do not believe in a cruel and merciless God. We believe in a God who pardons our sin and forgives our transgression. He does not stay angry forever but delights to show mercy.

John 3:16 - For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him… So when did He begin to love us? Is it when we repented or acknowledged that we were sinners?

My problems were big and persistent too, But not too big for my God to bring me through. The clouds were still grey and yet so much had changed, Drowned out by the rainbow and the reminders and reassurance it gave.