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മൂന്നു പതിറ്റാണ്ടുകളായി ഞാൻ താമസിക്കുന്ന പട്ടണത്തിൻ്റെ  പ്രോബ്ളം.

അനേക പുതിയ കാര്യങ്ങൾ ലോകജനം ശ്രമിച്ചിട്ടും ഏകാന്തത കൂടുന്നതല്ലാതെ ഒട്ടും കുറയുന്നില്ല. അത് ഈ സ്ഥലത്തിൻ്റെ മാത്രമല്ല എല്ലായിടത്തും അളുകൾ നേരിടുന്ന ഏറ്റവും വലിയ പ്രശ്നം എന്ന് ഞാൻ കരുതുന്നു.
എന്താണ് പരിഹാരം?

ലോകാവസാനത്തോളം എല്ലാ നാളും ഞാൻ നിങ്ങളോടു കൂടെ ഉണ്ട് എന്ന് വാഗ്ദാനം ചെയ്ത ക്രിസ്തു യേശു തന്നെ ഏക ഉത്തരം.
മാറുന്ന ഈ ലോകത്തിൽ മാറ്റമോ മാറ്റത്തിൻ്റെ നിഴലോ ഇല്ലാത്ത വെളിച്ചങ്ങളുടെ പിതാവിൻ്റെ ഏറ്റവും വലിയ അനുഗ്രഹമാണ് അവിടുത്തെ ദിവ്യസാന്നിധ്യം.

ഉത്തമ ഗീതങ്ങളിൽ ഇങ്ങനെ പാടിയിരിക്കുന്നു.
ശൂലം കാരിയുടെ പ്രിയൻ അവളെ വീഞ്ഞ് വീട്ടിലേക്ക് കൂട്ടിക്കൊണ്ട് വന്നു.
പള്ളിയറകളിലേക്ക്...
പാറയുടെ പിളർപ്പിലേക്ക്..
നാരകത്തിൻ ചുവട്ടിലേക്ക്

എന്റെ പ്രിയൻ എന്നോടു പറഞ്ഞതു: എന്റെ പ്രിയേ, എഴുന്നേല്ക്ക; എന്റെ സുന്ദരീ, വരിക.
പുഷ്പങ്ങൾ ഭൂമിയിൽ കാണായ്‌വരുന്നു; വള്ളിത്തല മുറിക്കുംകാലം വന്നിരിക്കുന്നു; കുറുപ്രാവിന്റെ ശബ്ദവും നമ്മുടെ നാട്ടിൽ കേൾക്കുന്നു. അത്തിക്കായ്കൾ പഴുക്കുന്നു; മുന്തിരിവള്ളി പൂത്തു സുഗന്ധം വീശുന്നു; എന്റെ പ്രിയേ, എഴുന്നേല്ക്ക; എന്റെ സുന്ദരീ, വരിക.ഉത്തമഗീതം 2:10, 12-13

ഗിലെയാദിലെ വൈദ്യൻ കൂടെയുണ്ട്. സുഗന്ധതൈലത്തിൻ്റെ സൌരഭ്യം പരക്കുന്നു .സൗഖ്യം ലഭിക്കട്ടെ.

ആകാശത്തിലെ പക്ഷികൾ പാടുന്നു. ലില്ലി പുഷ്പങ്ങൾ തല ഉയർത്തി നിൽക്കുന്നു .
വരിക ... കർത്താവിൻ്റെ ശബ്ദം.
ആത്മാവിൽ ആനന്ദ സംഗീതം തുടങ്ങുക.
അവിടുന്ന് വിളിക്കുന്നു.. ദിവൃ കൂട്ടായ്മയിലേക്ക്

ഏകാന്തത അവസാനിക്കുന്നു .. തിരശ്ശീലയ്ക്ക് അപ്പുറം ആരാധന ആരംഭിക്കുന്നു ..

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അടവി തരുക്കളിന്നിടയിൽ
ഒരു നാരകം എന്നപോലെ
വിശുദ്ധരിൽ നടുവിൽ കാണുന്നേ
അതി ശ്രേഷ്ഠനാമേശുവിനെ

വാഴ്ത്തുമേ ഞാൻ എന്‍റെ പ്രിയനെ ജീവകാലമെല്ലാം
ഈ മരുയാത്രയിൽ നന്ദിയോടെ ഞാൻ പാടിടുമേ

പനിനീർ പുഷ്പം ശാരോനിലവൻ
താമരയുമേ താഴ്വരയിൽ
വിശുദ്ധരിൽ അതിവിശുദ്ധനവൻ
മാ സൗന്ദര്യ സമ്പൂർണ്ണനെ;-

പകർന്ന തൈലംപോൽ നിൻ നാമം
പാരിൽ സൗരഭ്യം വീശുന്നതാൽ
പഴി ദുഷി നിന്ദ ഞെരുക്കങ്ങളിൽ
എന്നെ സുഗന്ധമായ് മാറ്റിടണേ;-

മനഃക്ലേശതരംഗങ്ങളാൽ
ദുഃഖസാഗരത്തിൽ മുങ്ങുമ്പോൾ
തിരുക്കരം നീട്ടി എടുത്തണച്ച്
ഭയപ്പെടേണ്ട എന്നുരച്ചവനേ;-

തിരു ഹിതമിഹെ തികച്ചിടുവാൻ
ഇതാ ഞാനിപ്പോൾ വന്നിടുന്നേ
എന്‍റെ വേലയെ തികച്ചുംകൊണ്ടു
നിന്‍റെ മുമ്പിൽ ഞാൻ നിന്നിടുവാൻ;-

Rewriting Your Life Story

*The Samaritan woman came to the well to draw water.It was noon—the hottest part of the day.

Why noon?

Perhaps she wanted to avoid people. She carried a story of brokenness, shame, and rejection. She came to the well expecting only to carry water back home.

But that day, someone was waiting for her.

Jesus.

She came to draw water, but she met the One who could change her life.

She stood before the gaze of His holiness—the gaze before which no one can hide. Jesus knew her past. He knew her relationships. He knew everything about her.

Yet He did not come with a stone in His hand. Jesus wanted to rewrite her life story. 

And something beautiful happened that day.

The woman who came to the well hiding from people went back to the city telling people about Jesus.The woman who was once ashamed became a witness.The woman who came carrying an empty water jar left carrying a message of hope.

Jesus began rewriting her story.

And He did not wait for another day.He started that very day.

Maybe you feel that your life story has already been written—broken chapters, painful memories, wrong choices, disappointments, failures, and shame.

Maybe you think, “This is how my story will end.”

But John 4 reminds us:

Jesus is still the Master of rewriting life stories.

He does not deny your past.

He redeems it.

He does not throw stones at your brokenness.

He brings living water to it.

He does not define you by your worst chapter.

He can write a new chapter for His glory.

The Samaritan woman came to the well with a broken story.

She left with a testimony.

Are you broken? Exhausted? Hopeless?

Bring your story to Jesus.

The One who rewrote her story can rewrite yours too.

Your past may be a  painful chapter, but it does not have to be the ending.

Let Jesus hold the pen.. . 

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*There are seasons in life when it feels like everything is more than you can handle.

More fears than you can face.

More questions than you can answer.

More changes than you can tolerate.

More health issues than you know how to treat.

More bills than you can pay.

More problems than you can solve.

More deadlines than you can meet.

More enemies than you can number.

And you begin to wonder, “Am I the only one standing here?”

Elijah knew that feeling.

On Mount Carmel, Elijah stood almost alone against the prophets of Baal and Asherah—850 against 1 .

The ratio was frightening.

But Elijah discovered something powerful:

When God is with one person, that one person is never alone.

Elijah stood on one side, and 850 stood on the other. But the real question was not, “How many are with Elijah?”

The question was, “Who is with Elijah?”

And God was with him.

God answered by fire.

God gave Elijah victory.

Then God sent the rain after a long drought.

And when the rain came, something even more amazing happened.

Elijah ran ahead of Ahab's horses all the way. 

The man who looked outnumbered became the man who outran the horses.

Why?

Because the presence of God can make one person stronger than the multitude standing against him.

So, if today you feel overwhelmed—if your problems seem greater than your strength, your resources, your answers, or your ability—remember Elijah.

You may be outnumbered, but you are not outpowered.

You may feel alone, but you are not alone.

God with someone is always the majority.

As Paul says:

“If God is for us, who can be against us?”

— Romans 8:31

Today, don't count only what is against you.

Count who is with you.

And when God is with you,

one plus God is always a majority.

Have a blessed day with Jesus! 

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*Sometimes, birds come to our house. They fly in, stay for a little while, and then fly away. They are visitors.

But sometimes, a bird comes and builds a nest. It makes our house its home. It doesn’t simply visit—it dwells.

There is a difference between visiting a place and making it your home.

The same can be true in our relationship with God.

Some people visit God’s presence occasionally. They come when they need help. They pray when there is a problem. .

But David had a deeper desire.

He said in Psalm 27:4,

“One thing I ask from the LORD… that I may dwell in the house of the LORD all the days of my life.”

David didn't simply want to visit God's presence. He wanted to live there.

The sons of Korah had the same longing. In Psalm 84, they speak about how their hearts and even their souls long for the courts of the Lord. They saw God's house not merely as a place to visit, but as a place where they belonged.

And then comes the beautiful promise of Psalm 91:1:

“He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.”

Notice the word: dwells.

God is not looking only for occasional visitors. He invites us to abide—to remain, to stay, to make His presence our home.

So let us stop for one moment and ask ourselves:

Am I only visiting God's presence, or am I dwelling there?

Do I come to Him only when I have a problem or have I learned to remain with Him when everything is going well?

A visitor knows the way to God's house.

But a dweller knows that God's presence is home.

Abide in Him. Dwell in His presence. Make His presence your home.. 

I am the vine; you are the branches. Whoever abides in me and I in him, he it is that bears much fruit, for apart from me you can do nothing. —John 15:5

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*27/08/2026

I was going through a difficult season. My heart was heavy, and somehow a Malayalam song heard in my heart —a song I had almost forgotten.

ആഴിയിൽ നാം കടന്നു പോയിടിലും-അതു

നമ്മെ കവിഞ്ഞിടാതെ കാത്തിടുമേ

തീയിൽ നാം ആകിലും ജ്വാല നമ്മെ തെല്ലും

ഏശാതിമ്മാനുവേൽ താൻ നടത്തീടുമേ;-

Aazhiyil Naam Kadannu Poyidilum

Athu Namme, Kavinjidaathe Kaathidume

Aazhiyil Naam Kadannu Poyidilum

Athu Namme, Kavinjidaathe Kaathidume

Theeyil, Naamaakilum Jwaala Namme

Thellum Eshaathimmaanuvel Thaan Nadatheedume( yakkobin Daivam ennum namukkullavan) 

Its message was simple but powerful:

“When you pass through the waters, they will not overflow you. When you walk through the fire, you will not be burned. Emmanuel—God is with us. The God of Jacob is with us.”

I found the song  and wrote it in my diary. It touched me so deeply that I sent it to a few people, along with the video.

Sometimes, in a desert, God doesn't immediately remove the desert.

He gives us an oasis.

He gives us a cup of water.

He gives us a small candle in the darkness.

The next day  evening, I was invited to a cottage meeting. Few families gathered. A brother in Christ started the second song.

And suddenly—Wow!! !!!!! 

It was the same song.(yakkobin daivam ennum) 

The song that had come to me privately in the morning was now being sung publicly in the evening next day. 

It felt like a gentle whisper from God:

“I know what you are going through. I am with you.”

What a balm to the soul!

Like refreshing rain falling on dry ground, God used His people, His song, and His presence to refresh my heart.

Thank You, Jesus, for godly brothers and sisters. Sometimes we don't realize how beautifully God can use one another to bring encouragement at exactly the right moment.

And then my heart went to Psalm 139:

“If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.”

What more do I need?

If I go through the waters—You are there.

If I walk through the fire—You are there.

If I am in the desert—You are there.

If I am surrounded by darkness—You are there.

Yes, Lord, You are the Living God.

Your presence is enough for me.

Emmanuel—God with us.

The God of Jacob is with us.

And that is enough for you and me. 

Sing loudly wherever you are.. 

https://youtu.be/aHZkv_gpbcA?si=wOj5H6zc6PBknecR ( video) 

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Yaakkobin Daivam Innum Namukkullavan

Namme Jeeva Paryantham Kaathidume

Yaakkobin Daivam Innum Namukkullavan

Namme Jeeva Paryantham Kaathidume

Oro Dhivasavum, Krupa Nalki Namme

Immaanuvelavan Than Nadatheedume

Oro Dhivasavum, Krupa Nalki Namme

Immaanuvelavan Than Nadatheedume

Halleluyyaa, Avan Aathma Rakshakan…

Halleluyyaa, Avan Saukhya Dhaayakan…

Halleluyyaa, Shudhaathma Dhaayakan

Namme Nithyathaikkaai Orukkeedume

Aazhiyil Naam Kadannu Poyidilum

Athu Namme, Kavinjidaathe Kaathidume

Aazhiyil Naam Kadannu Poyidilum

Athu Namme, Kavinjidaathe Kaathidume

Theeyil, Naamaakilum Jwaala Namme

Thellum Eshaathimmaanuvel Thaan Nadatheedume

Theeyil, Naamaakilum Jwaala Namme

Thellum Eshaathimmaanuvel Thaan Nadatheedume

Saakshaal Rogangalavan Vahichathinaal

Ellaa Vedhanayum Avan Chumannathinaal

Saakshaal Rogangalavan Vahichathinaal

Ellaa Vedhanayum Avan Chumannathinaal

Adippinaraalavan Saukhyamaakki

Innum Immanuvelavan Thaan Nadathidume

Adippinaraalavan Saukhyamaakki

Innum Immanuvelavan Thaan Nadathidume

യാക്കോബിൻ ദൈവം ഇന്നും നമുക്കുള്ളവൻ

നമ്മെ ജീവപര്യന്തം കാത്തിടുമേ

ഒരോ ദിവസവും കൃപനൽകി നമ്മെ

ഇമ്മാനുവേലവൻ താൻ നടത്തീടുമേ

ഹലേലുയ്യാ അവൻ ആത്മരക്ഷകൻ

ഹലേലുയ്യാ അവൻ സൗഖ്യദായകൻ

ഹലേലുയ്യാ ശുദ്ധാത്മദായകൻ നമ്മെ

നിത്യതയ്ക്കായ് ഒരുക്കീടുമേ

ആഴിയിൽ നാം കടന്നു പോയിടിലും-അതു

നമ്മെ കവിഞ്ഞിടാതെ കാത്തിടുമേ

തീയിൽ നാം ആകിലും ജ്വാല നമ്മെ തെല്ലും

ഏശാതിമ്മാനുവേൽ താൻ നടത്തീടുമേ;-

സാക്ഷാൽ രോഗങ്ങൾ അവൻ വഹിച്ചതിനാൽ

എല്ലാ വേദനയും അവൻ ചുമന്നതിനാൽ

അടിപ്പിണരാൽ അവൻ സൗഖ്യമാക്കി ഇന്നും

ഇമ്മാനുവേലവൻ താൻ നടത്തിടുമേ;-

സീയോൻ പ്രയാണികളെ ആനന്ദിപ്പിൻ-നമ്മൾ

ദുഖവും നെടുവീർപ്പും ഓടീടുമേ

നിത്യാനന്ദം നമ്മിൽ പകർന്നു നമ്മെ ഇന്നും

ഇമ്മാനുവേലവൻ താൻ നടത്തീടുമേ;-

ജയശാലിയായവൻ വന്നിടുമേ എല്ലാ

പ്രതിഫലവുമവൻ തന്നിടുമേ

ആത്മാവിനാലതിനായൊരുക്കി-നമ്മെ

ഇന്നും ഇമ്മാനുവേലവൻ താൻ നടത്തീടുമേ;-

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Shepherd of my soul

 

*The Psalms are beautiful. They are the balm of the soul, songs for the night, and words for every season of life.

Psalm 23 has always been wonderful to me. But when we look at Psalms 22, 23, and 24 together, we see something even more beautiful—the Shepherd in three dimensions.

Psalm 22 — The Good Shepherd who gives His life.

David cries, “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?” Psalm 22 points us to the suffering and sacrifice of Christ. Jesus Himself is the fulfillment of this Psalm.

That is why Jesus said in John 10:11, “I am the good shepherd. The good shepherd lays down his life for the sheep.”

The Good Shepherd doesn't merely love the sheep. He gives His life for the sheep.

Psalm 23 — The Great Shepherd who leads His sheep.

Now the Shepherd who died for us is the Shepherd who walks with us.

“The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.”

He leads us beside still waters. He restores our soul. He guides us in paths of righteousness. Even when we walk through the valley of the shadow of death, He is with us.

Hebrews 13:20 calls Him “that Great Shepherd of the sheep” who was raised from the dead.

The Good Shepherd gave His life for us.

The Great Shepherd now leads us through life.

Psalm 24 — The Chief Shepherd who is coming again. 

The Psalm begins, “The earth is the Lord’s, and everything in it.” And then comes the glorious cry:

“Lift up your heads, you gates; be lifted up, you ancient doors, that the King of glory may come in.”

Peter reminds us that when the Chief Shepherd appears, we will receive the crown of glory that never fades away. Ref: 1 Peter 5:4

So Psalm 22, 23, and 24 give us a beautiful picture:

The Good Shepherd died for me.

The Great Shepherd walks with me.

The Chief Shepherd is coming for me.

When the night is dark, sing the Psalms.

When your soul is weary, open the Psalms.

When you walk through the valley, remember Psalm 23.

The Shepherd who loved you enough to die for you is the same Shepherd who is leading you today—and He is the King of glory who is coming again.

The Psalms are not merely songs from the past. They become songs for our night, because the Shepherd is still with us.

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*Psalm 23 begins with David talking about the Shepherd:

“The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.”

“He makes me lie down in green pastures. He leads me beside still waters.”

Everything is peaceful. David is speaking about his Shepherd.

But then comes verse 4:

“Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for You are with me.”

Something changes.

David no longer says “He.”

He says “You.”

The valley brought him closer.

I once heard a beautiful story of a mother and her little son travelling by train from California to Chicago. The boy was full of excitement. He ran around, talked to people, and even spoke to a woman sitting nearby about his mother.

But suddenly, the train entered a long, dark tunnel.

The bright world disappeared. Darkness filled the train.

The little boy immediately ran back to his mother, threw his arms around her legs and said,

“Mommy, Mommy, you are here! I’m not scared now, am I?”

In the sunshine, he could talk about his mother.

But in the darkness, he needed to talk to his mother.

Isn't that sometimes our journey with God?

In the green pastures, we speak about the Shepherd.

Beside the still waters, we tell others how good He is.

But when we enter the valley—when the report comes, when the answer is delayed, when the road becomes dark, —we stop talking merely about Him.

We cry, “Lord, You are here. I am not alone.”

The Shepherd who led us through the green pastures is the same Shepherd who walks with us through the darkest valley.

The valley does not mean the Shepherd has left.

The valley reveals how close the Shepherd really is.

And perhaps today, instead of asking, “Where is my Shepherd?”

we can simply hold on to Him and say,

“Lord Jesus, You are here.

And because You are here, I am not afraid.”

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*When the Fourth Day Comes.. 

There are moments in life when it feels like the fourth day has come—when hope seems to have disappeared, when waiting has gone too long, and when we begin to think, “It is too late now.”

Think about Lazarus.

Jesus did not come when Lazarus was sick. He came after Lazarus had been in the tomb for four days. By then, everyone thought the story was over. But Jesus stood before the tomb and said,“Lazarus, come forth!” And the man who had been dead came out alive.

Then think about the disciples in the storm.

It was the fourth watch of the night—the darkest hours before dawn. They had struggled through the night, exhausted and afraid. But Jesus came to them, walking on the water.

He came when they were at the point of greatest weakness.

And remember the three Hebrew men in the fiery furnace.

The fire became hotter. They were thrown into the flames. But suddenly the king saw a fourth man walking in the fire with them.

The fourth man did not keep them outside the fire. He entered the fire with them.

Perhaps you are going through your fourth day today.

Perhaps you have waited too long.

Perhaps your situation looks beyond recovery.

Perhaps you are walking through the darkest fourth watch of the night.

Perhaps you are in a furnace. 

Do not conclude that God is late.

The same Jesus who came to Lazarus came to the disciples on the water.
The same Jesus who walked with the Emmaus disciples still walks with His people.
The same presence that appeared as the fourth man in the fire is with you today.

Your fourth day is not the end of the story.

Hebrews 13:8 says:

“Jesus Christ is the same yesterday and today and forever.”

So believe.

Because sometimes, when we think it is too late, Jesus arrives.

And when Jesus arrives, the story changes.

*used writing tool

 

August 14, 2026 — 3:30 PM ( kumily) 

*The camp was coming to an end. People were getting ready to leave, carrying their bags and saying their goodbyes.

Then an elderly man, carrying crutches as he walked, began talking with me.

He told me something that touched my heart.

“I learned music,” he said. “When you sing to God, you should involve yourself completely. Let the song flow from you like a beautiful stream of water. Delight  when you sing. Let your emotions also rise to Him.”

What a beautiful thought!

I asked him, “Can you sing a song?”

And he began:

“Enathu Thalaivan Yesu Raajan,
maarbil saaynthu saaynthu makilnthu,
makilnthiruppaen…
Ithaya Theepam Enathu Theyvam,
irakkaththin sikaram paarththu,
paarththu rasiththu rusiththu,
paravasam adaivaen…” 🎵

As he sang, something happened within me.

It was not merely a song.

It was the comforting voice of God in the midst of a storm.

My soul was lifted.

My eyes filled with joy.

And I was reminded again that there is fullness of joy in God’s presence—wherever we are and whatever our situation may be.

Sometimes God does not remove the storm immediately.

Instead, He gives us a song in the middle of it.

A song can become balm for a wounded soul.
A melody can become a reminder of His presence.
And worship can lift our eyes from our circumstances to our King.

Jesus, You are the Captain of my soul.

You are my King.

And I am leaning on Your bosom, resting close to You.

Thank You, Lord, for that song today.

Thank You for using an elderly man with crutches to remind me that even in the storms of life, my soul can rejoice in You.

The camp was ending.

People were leaving.

But God gave me a song to carry with me.

Wherever I go, whatever I face, there is fullness of joy in His presence.

Glory to God!

Song video 

https://youtu.be/8kJQCwzbs3g?si=RuVHzIAtQiHv8jHJ  

🎵🎵 

Enathu thalaivan yesu rajan Lyrics in English

enathu Thalaivan Yesu Raajan

maarpil Saaynthu Saaynthu

Makilnthu Makilnthiruppaen

ithaya Theepam Enathu Theyvam

Irakkaththin Sikaram

Paarththup Paarththu Rasiththu Rusiththu

Paravasam Ataivaen

neethi Thaevan Vetti Vaenthan

Amaithiyin Mannan

Ninaiththu Ninaiththu Thuthiththu Thuthiththu

Nimmathi Ataivaen

nalla Maeyppan Kuralaik Kaetpaen

Naalum Pin Thodarvaen

Tholil Amarnthu Kavalai Maranthu

Thodarnthu Payanam Seyvaen

pasumpul Maeychchal Amarntha Thannnneer

Alaiththuch Selpavarae

Aaththumaavai Thinamum Thaetti

Annaiththuk Kolpavarae

*used writing tool

 

*Evening cottage meeting… a simple sharing, yet a powerful reminder.Brother'n Christ  spoke about a chess match.One player thought it was over.No moves left. Defeat certain. Disappointment heavy.But the reality?

The king still had one more move…And that one move changed everything—victory came.

My thoughts went forward...... 

Isn’t that how life feels sometimes?

At Cana, everything was over.
No wine. Joy about to turn into shame.
But the King had a move…
Water became wine.

Thirty-eight long years—no change, no hope.
A man lying helpless.
But the King of kings had a move…
“Rise, take up your mat and walk.”

Five thousand people.
No food. No solution.
But the King's hands moved…
And there was abundance—twelve baskets full.

Lazarus—four days in the grave.
Everything finished.
But the King had a move…
“Come forth.”
Death turned into life. Mourning into a banquet.

Two disciples walking to Emmaus.
Dreams shattered. Hearts heavy.
But the risen King had a move…
Jesus walked with them.Great Joy! 

One night. Empty nets.
Nothing worked.
But one Word from the King…
And the nets were full.

Twelve years of suffering.
Medicines  failed. Hope gone.
But one touch…
“Who touched Me?”
And healing flowed.

Everything may look over.
Situations may say, “No more moves.”
But lift up your eyes.
The King of kings is still on the throne.

Still reigning.Still moving.
Just one word…

One moment…
One touch…
One move…
Is enough.

Believe!!! 

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*As the years quietly pass, some portions of Scripture don’t fade—they deepen. Psalm 23 is one of them. What we once read as familiar words slowly becomes a living experience.

“The Lord is my Shepherd…”

In our life,we see Him as the One who cares, provides, and protects. Like a shepherd gently leading his sheep to green pastures and still waters, He meets our simple needs. He feeds, He restores, He gives rest.

But as life unfolds—with its journeys, turns, and unknown paths—these verses take on new meaning.

“He leads me… He guides me…”(Guide) 

We begin to realize that He is not just near us, but actively leading us. Through confusing roads, unexpected valleys, and quiet seasons, His hand is steady. Even in the valley of the shadow, there is no fear—because His presence becomes more real than the darkness around us.

And then, something beautiful happens.

“You prepare a table before me…”

The Shepherd becomes the Host. Not just leading us through life, but inviting us into fellowship. A table prepared—with care, with abundance, even in the presence of enemies. There is peace, honor, and joy. We are not just cared for—we are welcomed, cherished.

From Shepherd… to Guide… to Host.

This is our God.

As the years go by, Psalm 23 is no longer just a passage we read—it becomes a life we live. A journey with Him. A relationship that grows deeper, sweeter, richer.

And quietly, from the heart rises a simple truth:

Jesus is everything we need—yesterday, today, and forever.. 

*used writing tool

 

*Seasons of Refreshing

“Repent, then, and turn to God, so that your sins may be wiped out, that times of refreshing may come from the Lord.” — Acts 3:19

In the beginning, in Eden, God came in the cool of the day. It was a moment of nearness, peace, and refreshing. His presence itself was the cool breeze that satisfied the soul.

Acts speaks the same language—seasons of refreshing. When we turn back to God, His presence returns like that gentle cool of Eden. It is not just forgiveness; it is restoration of fellowship, of joy, of life.

When we drift away, the heart slowly becomes dry. There is dullness, irritation, frustration—like a desert with no water. We try to manage, to cope, to push through, but the dryness remains.

But the moment we turn back—everything changes.

The desert becomes a garden.
Dry ground begins to flow with water.
What was empty is filled again.

God does not give a drop—He sends showers.
He does not sprinkle—He pours.
Refreshing comes like cascading waterfalls, like rain that cools the weary heart.

What a blessing—to know that one turn towards Him brings back the cool of His presence.

Today, turn again. The season can change.

*used writing tool

 

26 May 2026, Tuesday – 5:15 PM

Nagercoil Express

**After two long summer months, i was physically exhausted. I boarded the train, found my  berth, and lay down hoping for some rest. The train hadn’t even started yet, but I was already worn out.

Just then, from the nearby berth, a family played a song on their mobile trying to sleep their baby, loud enough to be clearly heard. Normally, it might have disturbed me. But this time, it became a divine moment.

Thaai Pola Thetri Thandhai Pola Aatri

Tholmeedhu Sumandhidum En Yesaiyya

Ummai Pola Purindhu Kolla Yaarumillaiyae

Ummai Pola Aravanaikka Yaarumillaiyae

Neer Podhum En Vaazhvilae – Yesaiyya

As the song continued, every word felt personal:

Like a mother, You comfort…
Like a father, You guide…
You carry me on Your shoulders…You are enough in my life Lord Jesus

He watches over me like the apple of His eye,
He remembers me, holding me in His hands.

In that moment of physical exhaustion, heaven ministered to my soul. What I truly needed was not just sleep—but the assurance that

  Jesus is enough.

I rested… and I slept well.

Later, on the second day when I was about to preach, the choir sang the same song. It was no coincidence. It was confirmation.

Yes—our God is living.
His love is both fatherly and motherly.
His care is tender and constant.

Jesus, You are enough.

May this song become a balm to every weary soul.

🎵🎵

Video link

https://youtu.be/UPbIT6Kp5Ro?si=iu9AU_pmEEEsMvfp

Thaai Pola Thetri Thandhai Pola Aatri

Tholmeedhu Sumandhidum En Yesaiyya

Ummai Pola Purindhu Kolla Yaarumillaiyae

Ummai Pola Aravanaikka Yaarumillaiyae

Neer Podhum En Vaazhvilae – Yesaiyya

1. Malaipola Thunbam Enai Soozhum Podhu Adhai

Pani Pola Urukida Seibavarae

Kanmani Pol Ennai Kaappavarae

Ullangkaiyyil Poriththennai Ninaippavarae

Neer Podhum En Vaazhvilae – Yesaiyya

2. Belaveena Neram En Kirubai Unakku Podhum

Un Belaveenaththil En Belan Tharuvaen Endreer

Nizhal Pola En Vaazhvil Varubavarae

Vilagaamal Thunai Nindru Kaappavarae

Neer Podhum En Vaazhvilae – Yesaiyya

Thaai Pola Paasam Thandhai Pola Nesam Oru

Thozhan Pola Purindhu Konda En Yesaiya

Ummai Pola Purindhu Kondadhu Yaarumillaiyae

Ummai Pola Aravanaippadhum Yaarumillaiyae

**used writing tool

ప్రైస్ ది లార్డ్...  

ఈరోజు నిశ్శబ్దంగా కూర్చుని ఒక మాట విన్నాను - "చిన్న వాటి దేవుడు".

నా మనసు వెంటనే దావీదు దగ్గరికి వెళ్ళింది.  

అతని చేతిలో ఐదు చిన్న రాళ్ళు. చిన్నవి. సాదాగా ఉన్నాయి.  

కానీ దేవుని చేతిలోకి వెళ్ళగానే... ఒక గొల్యాతు కూలిపోయాడు.

తర్వాత నాకు గుర్తొచ్చింది...  

ఒక చిన్న బాలుడు. చేతిలో ఐదు రొట్టెలు.  

మన కళ్ళకు చాలవు. కానీ యేసయ్య చేతిలోకి వెళ్ళగానే  

ఐదు వేల మంది తిన్నారు. పన్నెండు గంపలు మిగిలాయి.

అర్థమైందా?  

*మన చేతిలో చిన్నదిగా కనిపించేది...  

ఆయన చేతిలో సమృద్ధిగా మారుతుంది.*

ఈరోజు నీ ప్రార్థన చిన్నదేమో.  

నీ భక్తి సాదాగా ఉండొచ్చు.  

నీ విధేయత చిన్న స్టెప్ కావచ్చు.

కానీ దాన్ని క్రీస్తు చేతిలో పెడితే... అది వృధా కాదు.

అవును ప్రభువా...  

ఈ చిన్న భక్తి కూడా... నీకు ఇస్తే చాలు.  

ఆమెన్.

 

19 July 2026 Sunday 6 pm

*Sitting quietly in the church hall, I listened to a message about the God of small things. My heart was drawn to a familiar picture—David, holding five smooth stones in his hand. Small, simple, almost insignificant… yet placed in God’s hand, they brought down a giant.

My thoughts moved forward through Scripture

A little boy stood with five loaves of bread. Something small. Insufficient in the eyes of man.Yet in the presence of the Son of David, it became more than enough.He blessed it. He broke it. He multiplied it.Five thousand were fed—and still, twelve baskets were left over.

What is small in our hands becomes abundant in His.

Today, I am reminded that my prayer, my small devotion, my simple obedience( yours also) —none of it is wasted when placed in Christ’s hands.

Yes, Lord… even this small devotion is enough when it is given to You.

*used writing tools

*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.

*used writing tool

 

*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.

*used writing tools

 

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

*used writing tools

 

*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.

*used writing tool

 

*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.

*used writing tool