Last X-mas hols, Apple-Nova visited us along with her sister. She was content sitting in the snow making snow-man all by herself. She took a carrot from me and stuck it into the snow man and right on time the Wascally-wabbit ate it all up. She was so happy to to hear his tales. And this week, lookie here who came a-visiting…..a baby bunny whom I’ve named ‘Apple-Nova’.
seek peeps, seek and ye shall find it all…..With this single significant achievement alone, he has served and saved millions! What a blessing! All the grumbling critics will crumble away when they seek the medical attention they need without declaring bankruptcy or losing their mind worrying about the mounting expenses. What a blessing indeed!
….you might have heard the song: “It’s love, it’s love, it’s love that makes the world go around”…..With schools closing in the last week of June, children on side-walks is a common sight in my neighbourhood- be it morning, noon or evening. Every evening while walking back from the bus stop, I always enjoy the lively yelling-laughing-screaming sounds, the kids on bike whistling by and the artsy-kids trying their hands with colourful chalks on our sidewalks and driveways.
For the past few (4-5) days, we have been in the grips of a severe heat-wave. And coming home after work, the silence on the hot barren roads was understandable but somewhat depressing , until I saw this. The lovely girl from that house is this week’s inspiration!
Simple words, simple deeds yet the thoughts behind are simply extraordinary! You rock lovely girl, you rock!!
…..and it’s official: The Chutty-Chetty gals have all signed in, 4 of us contesting and 1 gets the judging gavel. Her words are final and she has kicked off the contest. From July 22, 2013 to December 31, 2013 we strategise, work hard and document the results and then celebrate all our successes together. Yup, we the CC-gals are on a roll here….
His mind returns to thoughts of his father more often now, and with less pain. Perhaps the years have healed the wound – at least partially. He has lived his whole life at a distance since that awful day when dad said, “You are no longer a son of mine. You are dead to me.”
His life has been dead. A life dead to his father. A life without contact, without conversation, without proximity. Never again have they seen each other or heard each other’s voice. Their relationship became non existent. He realizes the awful truth now with many regrets – his life has really been death. Separation from his father had many implications he only begins to realise now. Death to his father was also a death to relationships generally, a death to his self image, a death to his way of thinking and even acting.
Initially he did not want to make contact, but as the years rolled on he tried to no avail. He moved house, he moved phone numbers, he moved email address. Death was final for him. Imagine life reunited with the father. Much would change, much would heal. This would be a new life. In a sense it would be moving from death to life as far as relationship with the father is concerned.
Jesus used this language to explain his mission on earth; sent from the Father to the lost sons and daughters in order to establish a new relationship. Alive in the world we are dead to God – we don’t hear him or see him. This is not the life he wants for us. Jesus came to give us life – a new life in relationship with the father. Jesus said he wanted to move us from death to life, even using the graphic illustration of bodies rising from the grave. For some inexplicable, amazing, mind blowing reason God wants to be in relationship with us – he wants us close, he wants us to know his love, to hear his voice to see his form. We don’t need to be zombies – the walking dead to God. We can have life with God right now. That’s why Jesus came. That was his message.