Love is to spare!

Love is to spare…

An aunty, who I heard speak to a group of high school children, narrated an incident from her life which moved me to write what I have written.  

                                   The aunty I spoke of had a brother by whom she had been hurt and she never felt like forgiving him. When she received calls from him, she refused to attend them. Even after repeated attempts by her brother, she was not moved but only flared up. Due to unavoidable circumstances she received the call and spoke as angrily as she could and kept the receiver without waiting for his response. Little did she feel bad for it because of the heights of the anger she had inside. A few days had passed and there was another phone call, this time her Father in law attended the call and he cried out in shock and pain. This phone call carried the news of her brother’s death! Whether she chose to forgive him, love him or hurt him did not matter ANY MORE.

                                 The love between a brother and a sister is immeasurable; I’ve always known and cherished the fact. It is almost impossible for them to remain in anger, but who knows hate and anger lies subtly sown in hearts when the better acts of love may remain buried. I found it too difficult to grasp this incident because of the extents of emotional pain this might have caused to the receiver and the giver. That aunty I spoke of still gets her chills whenever she hears the same kind of ring on the landline telephones used those days. I guess she learnt it the hard way. How long will it take till we may face a similar situation? Think about the small things that make us angry even with people we know we love too badly, the small fights that keep us from talking, the simple misunderstandings resulting in fully loaded anger which becomes bitter as days pass by.

Love is to spare, to have and to hold.

Hate is to throw away, to burn and to blow.

I know that this is what everybody says, that this is what everybody knows but we never really realize how much we miss if we don’t do what we know we should! We never really realize before the time is up, before everything’s down. So let’s take a step to show genuine love, a love that has no hate, a love that forgives!

Let Love be sincere!

                             Practically speaking, make an honest effort to be more loving than you can. And when you ultimately fail, get yourselves reminded of the beautiful and only worthy embodiment of love, God himself.

“Whoever does not love does not know God, because God is love.”1 John 4:8 (The Bible)

So if you’re worried that you can’t show the utmost love you wished you'd show, you must realize that the problem lies in the fact that you do not know God, who himself is Love.

By the way, do you know what Love is, for you to spare love? Here's what the Bible says.

 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.  It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.  Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.  It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails. 1 Corinthians 13:4-8 

I have tried this and I hope you can: If there’s a trying situation and you are tempted to give in to anger, just recite the first line, “Love is patient, love is kind.” Most of the situations are won over by then; if it persists try all the lines!

I wish to keep it short as I would like the maximum number of people to read it. (Some get demotivated when they see long write ups 😜)

A song to inspire: Point Of Grace - How You Live [Turn Up The Music]

Having God as your Dad!

Having God as your Dad!

A short peep into my life is the article below which explains a few incidents that are examples of one spoon of the huge bowl full of miracles you will experience when you take the true living God as your father. I hope these would help you to trust him more and depend on him for your everyday needs!

Of ironing clothes: At your doorstep!

The train was at 7:50, and we thought it safer to start from home by 6:30. We had to go for a wedding and my mum and I had quite a few silk clothes to iron. It was pretty late the previous day and the "not so safe" crowds in the city did not permit me to give the clothes for ironing the previous day. It was about 10 in the day and there were no cloth ironing shops nearby. The problem with trying to iron silk at home is that the efforts are often fruitless. On wondering about what to do, we probably prayed, or maybe just let our thought process it. It was about 2 in the noon and I had to go out with my scooty to get another stitched dress. (Indian weddings have a lot to do with dresses and jewels). As mum and I were doing things in the parking lot of our apartment, an aunt who had ironed my school uniforms came to collect dresses to iron, from our neighbor. Guess what, we gave ours and got it back on time. Lesser labor too, she herself took the clothes! Hadn't my heavenly Father closely watched what I needed!

Matthew 6:8b for your Father knows what you need before you ask him. 

Of riding on zesty:

I own a scooty zest, a cute peachish pink one. (How I bought it is another testimony altogether). FYI (For your information) I do not know to ride a bicycle, I don't balance one properly, even with friends I dared not take a bicycle out of fear. This being the truth, my family really wondered how I would ever learn to ride a scooty in the traffic zones of Chennai. Even more they were afraid as my dad was no longer in the world to teach me by being beside me. Brothers pitched in, friends pitched in to teach me and in due time, I did learn. But how I fearlessly ride these days, I know it's only because of my Heavenly Father who I invite to sit as a pillion rider every time I start riding.

Philippians 4:13 (NKJV)
 I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.

Of licensing:

I did not want to give one extra penny to get my license which is like almost impossible in India. My friend and I went one morning by 7 to the Road Transport office of our area thinking it will be open, only to find out that it opens pretty late. Knowing very little about the entire process, I had a copy of the online application for the learner's license. On failing in our trip that morning I returned home wondering what to do next. And in my house I find my uncle who works with the police department gladly willing to help. (He felt bad I did not call him in the beginning) and together God, my heavenly Father worked it out for me. After the Learner's permit was the process of license which again went so well, I couldn't have expected it to be better.

Of olas and autos:

I was returning from college that day. Since it wasn’t a regular working day and only some of the final years were called, I was dropped at an area near ours. It was around 6:30 by then and we had some downpours too. There isn’t a proper bus from that particular area and I had to book a cab or an auto home. As I was waiting in the traffic I stopped a few autos who asked me how much it would cost for which I had no idea. After a number of failed efforts to book an auto from where I was, I was highly scared, tired and felt hopeless. That’s when I mustered all my courage to call upon the next auto man who told me how much it would cost which was way lower than the booking cabs too. (To those who did not understand the story, bottom line: I was safe at home giving lesser than half the money that the first auto man wanted me to pay) Frail people need a fantastic father and so I am his and he is mine!

Psalm 121:3 He will not let your foot slip—    he who watches over you will not slumber;  

Of travel and journeys:

Another important thing is travelling to unknown places for which you really need guidance. For writing entrances, walking places you sometimes really need to be carried. And here’s one example of being carried. The exam was in the afternoon; it was quite a faraway place and I decided with lots of human wisdom that I would take the train to the venue. In the morning however one of my brothers had to intervene and suggest a bus route which is reportedly much longer and tiring than the train. Non -rebelliously I took the bus, and during the time I and the Lord alone know how many questions I asked out of frustration. Turned out that trains had a day off that day, as the tracks had to be looked after. If I hadn’t taken the bus, I may not have written the exam.

Remember: Romans 8:28 And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are the called according to His purpose. 

Of metros and safety

It was one of those tired days to internship and the best part along the day was at the metro with an elder sister/friend I know. After we passed 3 stations, I found out that I did not have my phone with me. Quickly we got out at the next station and together went to the place we started from. Safely my phone lay in the hands of the metro personnel there and they interrogated me till I gave evidence that it was my phone (completely protected). Whoa, one miracle of undeserved grace. That day’s threats did not end there; I remembered on the same day that I had left my vehicle’s keys in the vehicle itself! Quickly with the help of my friend I called up the people who work in the metro to help me safeguard my vehicle by taking my keys with them. Miraculously, God took care of that too.

  

1 John 3:1 See what great love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God! And that is what we are!  

 HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!

the last Pizza

#the last Pizza

Last year about this time(the time of writing, May or June probably. This post was in my draft for quite a long time😅), when I had my hard-core lessons on waiting, this thing took place. I was explaining to my aunt about waiting, I was talking deep theology lessons on practical waiting. I did have a few worthwhile experiences so I shared them with her so she could share hers too. My dad was patiently listening to all my explanations and didn't even bother to say a word. These fathers, or maybe generally men don't seem to listen to every word you say, they don't even have a face that shows they're listening to you but they have both their ears, heart and all they could offer to your seemingly unimportant conversation. They almost always keenly pay attention to your every word😌.

 I'm not sure how many days passed by from that phone call with my aunt when my dad showed me his mobile phone and said that there was an offer on Domino's (the local pizza delivery shop) that day. He wanted me to order a pizza if I'd like it. The offer was specific to online orders. I was happy, and I started to think on what pizza I should order. After I cornered on one of my favorites, I took my phone and tried to book it online. I'm not sure if the fault was on my phone, but I couldn't order it online, then I tried it on my laptop, that failed too. Trust me I would've tried more than thrice. Looking at my frustration, Dad asked me to call and place an order instead of doing it online. He didn't mind the offer now, he wanted me to be happy!

I called the shop to place my order, the person on the receiving side misheard my address and said he couldn't deliver the pizza, refusing to take the order. All this had taken its toll on me. I told my Dad, I don't want a pizza; in addition, I started crying and exclaimed to my mystified parents that it was a test for me. I told them it was something between me and God. They looked expressionless as they watched me cry, walking to the room and straight to the bed. I think I slept for around 2 hours. I don't remember if my mom woke me up or I woke myself up but when I was awake, I saw 2 pizzas and my favorite choco lava cake too. My father had walked to the shop to get me those. (He was already sick at that time and the shop is a bus stop away).

Then, it was my father's turn to lay down his golden words. All that you want might not be yours immediately, you got to wait. That look on his face when he reminded me of my own words to my aunt struck me hard. Moments in life where you actually learn to practice what you preach are the best lessons you learn in life. There's a lot more I could right now preach on Waiting and theorize such concepts, but God teaches us through waiting, a lot of lessons for life! If waiting is the phase of life you're in, right now you've got a whole lot of people for your company. Be reminded that there's a lot of Working... in our Waiting...

And if God wanted me to experience his love as a Father, he kept my father to teach me. Just like our fathers who would love to look up an offer for us; whose minds will be struck by our thoughts when they see something we love; whose feet won't cry when they'll have to walk a bit more for us; whose eyes would only be satisfied in seeing us happy; whose lives, though not all times, portray their creator who is a Father to all of us. Such is the love of an earthly Father, and so much more is the love of the Heavenly! 

The Bible says in Matthew 7:9-11 (ESV)

7“Ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be opened to you. 8For everyone who asks receives, and the one who seeks finds, and to the one who knocks it will be opened. 9Or which one of you, if his son asks him for bread, will give him a stone? 10Or if he asks for a fish, will give him a serpent? 11If you then, who are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father who is in heaven give good things to those who ask him!

A song to give your ears to, if you're in that waiting phase of Life! - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5WiAv9Eghvw&list=RD5WiAv9Eghvw

WHAT FAITH IS!

WHAT FAITH IS!

Faith is not what it looks like

In fact faith can't be looked at 😅

Faith is invisible

But faith can be seen 👀

Faith is not a feeling

Faith is a fact

Faith cannot be understood

Faith cannot be taught 📖

Faith can be believed 

FAITH CANNOT BE BOUGHT

Faith is not about guarantee

FAITH DOES NOT COME WITH A WARRANTY

Faith is about knowing

FAITH IS ABOUT DOING

FAITH IS SURE

FAITH IS CERTAIN

Faith cannot be measured

Faith can grow 🌱

Faith cannot be transferred

FAITH CAN PENETRATE

Faith can move

FAITH CAN WALK

Faith can be felt

FAITH IS SO REAL

Faith can lift

Faith can lighten

Faith holds on 

Faith lets go

Faith heals

Faith binds

Faith dwells with nothing

Faith has got everything

Faith can move mountains 🌋

Faith can cross seas 🌊 

Faith makes us whole

Faith closes holes

Faith covers fear

Faith covers doubts

Faith is a blessing

Faith is a call

Faith can remember

Faith can remind

Faith can be frail

Faith can be firm

faith may not make sense 

faith is true

Faith cannot faIl

If placed on God! 💪

Words may not suffice

to tell what faith is!

P.S: I have written a 50 liner but I'm sure it's not enough, if you can contribute, leave a comment I'm sure together, we can make it hard to count the lines!