Wednesday, July 15, 2026



*A young boy once walked a long distance in Africa just to give a gift to a servant of God. When asked why he would travel so far, his answer was simple yet profound:
"My walking is a part of the gift."

What a beautiful truth.

Love is not just seen in what we give, but in what it costs us. The journey, the effort, the sacrifice—all of it becomes part of the offering.

This reminds us of the greatest gift ever given. God did not send something from heaven—He sent His Son. Jesus came down from heaven to earth, and His gift was not instant or effortless. He walked.

He walked through Samaria, Galilee, Capernaum, Emmaus ,and Jericho.
He walked dusty roads, met broken people, touched the hurting, and loved the unlovable.
He walked into Gethsemane, carrying the weight of sorrow.
And finally, He walked to Calvary, carrying the cross.

Every step was a part of the gift.

The love of Christ was not distant—it was demonstrated through movement, through sacrifice, through intentional steps toward us.

And today, a question gently comes to our hearts:
Are we willing to take steps for others?

Are we ready to walk, to go, to reach out—even when it costs time, comfort, or convenience?

Because true love is not passive.
True love moves.
True love walks.

Sometimes, the steps we take for someone else become the most meaningful part of what we give.

🎁🎁🎁

You came from Heaven to earth
To show the way.
From the Earth to the cross,
My debt to pay.
From the cross to the grave,
From the grave to the sky;
Lord, I lift Your name on high.

Lord, I lift Your name on high.
Lord, I love to sing Your praises.
I'm so glad You're in my life;
I'm so glad You came to save us.




































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Tuesday, July 14, 2026

 


*Held by His Hands

Today, as I walked past the church hall, a simple scene caught my attention. A mother was teaching her little child to walk. She held his tiny hands and gently guided him, counting, “1… 2… 3…”

The child was not afraid. He did not look at the ground or worry about falling. His confidence came from one thing—his mother was holding him.

When his steps became weak, she will lift him. When he stumbles, she will steady him. When he grows tired, she  will carry him close.All mothers/fathers are like that. 

In that moment, God reminded me of His own heart through His Word:

“It was I who taught Ephraim to walk, taking them by the arms… I led them with cords of kindness, with ties of love… like one who lifts a little child to the cheek…” (Hosea 11:3–4)

This is how God deals with us.

We often think we are walking on our own, managing life by our strength. But in reality, it is He who holds our hands, guiding every step. Even when we stumble, He does not let us fall. Even when we are weary, He lifts us up.

Like the mother speaking constantly to her child, God is always speaking—guiding, comforting, and leading us forward.

Why should we fear?

The One who holds our hand is the Creator of the universe. The same hands that guide us today are the hands that were pierced for us in love.

We are not alone. We are held… every step of the way.

































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Sunday, July 12, 2026

 


July 7th, Tuesday 2026

*This afternoon, I went with my wife to a speech and hearing institute to enquire about a course for a brother in Christ. It was around 3:30 pm. Normally, at that time, schools are filled with noise—children laughing, shouting, running, and playing.

But here, it was completely different.

There was pin-drop silence.

My heart was deeply moved. Most of the students there were unable to hear or speak. Standing in that quiet place, a song the Lord had given me years ago came to my mind—based on the promises in Isaiah 35:

“Then will the eyes of the blind be opened and the ears of the deaf unstopped. Then will the lame leap like a deer, and the mute tongue shout for joy.”

Yes, God can heal even now. He is able.

But there is also a greater hope—the coming Kingdom of Jesus, where every limitation will be removed. The deaf will hear. The blind will see. The mute will sing aloud with joy.

What a glorious promise!

Then a question came to my heart:

We who can hear… what are we listening to?
We who can speak… what are we speaking?

Are our ears tuned to God’s voice?
Are our words filled with praise, truth, and life?

Let us ask the Lord to give us light—to turn back to Him. Let our hearts awaken again, and let a new, loud song of praise rise from within us.

This is the Kingdom of God—beginning in us, even now.

Song🎡. 

https://youtu.be/XOdNf7v5Kuw?si=7WOnIMBfQWfpn11t



























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Tuesday, July 7, 2026

 


*8 July 2026 , 5 am

The journey of life brings questions…Unexpected hurdles…Burdened thoughts about loved ones…news that shake the heart…

And we ask—

What is the answer?

In the stillness of the morning, a voice within whispers:

 Then one of the elders said to me, “Do not weep! See, the Lion of the tribe of Judah, the Root of David, has triumphed. He is able to open the scroll and its seven seals.” (Revelation 5:5)

When everything around feels uncertain,

He remains unshaken.

The Lion—victorious.

The Lamb—worthy.

Seated on the throne.

He reigns over all.

Nothing is outside His control.

He is the beginning and the end.

Maybe today feels like Patmos—

A place of waiting…

A place of not understanding…

But this is not the end.

Look up.

Not at the problem,

But at the throne.

There is One who has already overcome.

Let your heart rise with a new song—

A quiet, confident song of victory.

Blessed day.






























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Monday, July 6, 2026

 


*One Word Is Enough

3rd July 2026

This afternoon, I visited a Christian bookshop near my house. I was just browsing, not planning to buy anything. But then I noticed a beautifully illustrated children’s Bible—colorful, new edition. Though it was a bit costly, I still bought it.

After coming home, I wondered, Why did I buy this?

As I casually flipped through the pages, suddenly one line gripped my heart:

“Cover me with  kisses ,For your love is better than wine…”song of songs 1:2( wbtc version) 

Wow.

One word from God—no one can put a price on it. It carries the depth of an ocean, the fullness of His love. In that moment, I was reminded: I am the Beloved.

The cry of my heart became simple:

“Lord, cover me… cover me with Your love.”

The prodigal son received the father’s kisses when he returned. But here, it is the Beloved—desired, chosen, cherished.

Jesus is fairer than ten thousand.

Like the apple tree among the trees of the forest, He stands alone—life-giving, satisfying, incomparable.

Yes, just one word from Him is enough.

It can fill an empty heart.

Turn dryness into abundance.

Overflow where there was lack.

And still, our hearts long for more—

Your presence…

Your touch…

Your voice…

Yes, Lord… more.

🎡🎡

I’ve found a friend in Jesus, He’s everything to me,
  He’s the fairest of ten thousand to my soul;
The Apple-tree of trees, in Him alone I see
  All I need to cleanse and make me fully whole.
In sorrow He’s my comfort, in trouble He’s my stay,
  He tells me every care on Him to roll:
He’s the Apple-tree of trees, the Bright and Morning Star,
  He’s the fairest of ten thousand to my soul.
























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Wednesday, July 1, 2026

 

( photo..road to our house, by jijy br, wayanad

The Way to Home

*In my hometown, the road leading to our house was a problem for many years. It was difficult, uncertain, and seemed impossible to fix. But we trusted God—and in His time, He made a way in a supernatural manner.

A road to home is important for all of us. Without a clear way, we cannot reach our destination.

In the Bible, Thomas once asked Jesus, “How can we know the way?” He was not asking about an earthly road, but the way to our eternal home.

Jesus answered with powerful simplicity: “I am the way.”

He did not point to a path. He did not give directions. He said, I am the way.

The way is not a method.

The way is a Person—Jesus Christ.

And He is not only the way.

He is the truth.

He is the life.

There is only one way to the Father, one way to heaven—and that is through Him.

So the call for us is clear:

 Walk in Him.

Walk with Him.

Walk through Him.

Walk as He walked.

This was not only for Enoch, who walked with God.

Not only for Noah, who walked faithfully in his generation.

This is for you and for me—today.

The road may seem unclear at times. Life may feel uncertain. But when we walk with Jesus, we are already on the right path—the path that leads home.





































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