On The Streets

Actually when I know what they sell on the street pushing their carts, then I can be patient and understanding.

For MDad

This early morning I thought of you.

I don't remember that you ever used about yourself that something was "unfair" or "irritating".

I really miss you.

It Is Not A Myth

I keep going again and again to buy a chocolate for my husband to keep it in the fridge for him, in case he has a sweet tooth. But when this moment comes, there is no chocolate available!

I told him we have a mouse in the house but he refuses to believe me. He only smiles.

That's why I have to go to the store again and again. And I don't know what to do with the mouse. It is really bad and she really likes chocolates!

ALTHOUGH the threads of my life have often seemed knotted, I know, by faith, that on the other side of the embroidery there is a crown.

~ Corrie ten Boom, My Heart Sings

PEOPLE DO NOT drift toward holiness. Apart from grace-driven effort, people do not gravitate toward godliness, prayer, obedience to Scripture, faith, and delight in the Lord. We drift toward compromise and call it tolerance; we drift toward disobedience and call it freedom; we drift toward superstition and call it faith. We cherish the indiscipline of lost self-control and call it relaxation; we slouch toward prayerlessness and delude ourselves into thinking we have escaped legalism; we slide toward godlessness and convince ourselves we have been liberated.

~ D. A. Carson, For the Love of God

Russian Dosa?

Since the whole country celebrates deepavali all the ladies in the family decided to make a little trip to Chennai for three days and so I stayed at home with three men and a dog.

First of all, I was late this morning but the boys waited patiently for their dosas with tea and coffee.

After one hour in the kitchen I proudly came into the room where my husband was sitting and presented him ... a plate of six golden brown dosas!

He sincerely said, "Oh, wow!!" and sweetly smiled at me. I felt good for that moment.

After all the happy and proud feelings calmed down I returned to the kitchen and quietly looked at the other plate ... with twelve other dosas funnily shaped, ripped and half-cooked.

I felt thankful that "dosa making" is not the defining point of womanhood. There is much more to it.

And I felt thankful for the men in the house who were gracious to me and to my "russian dosas".

And we are looking forward to mom's return from the trip.

Happy holidays!

On The Front Lines

I promised my husband a meal by 2:30 pm. I am glad I did so, just in case something goes wrong. As though I felt the kitchen will have a disaster.

I was near the oven keeping the frying pan on the fire. What was my suprise when I opened the lid and saw that the mustard seed and the garlic ginger paste were gone with few seeds left! All the rest stuck to the lid from the oil heat!

So I had to start cooking all over after I washed the pan.

One more lunch we lived through. It was 2:35.

Life's Journey

Persevere through life. Walk through the death. And into the promises of God. Only through Jesus.

KFC

Today I ate my husband's shoes.

Broken Cups

I am learning that it is ok when tea cups break.
Already I broke three of them.
But we can always buy new ones.

It is more painfull when hearts and lives break.
People should be my concern, not cups.