*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.

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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

 

( 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.

*used writing tool

 

*June 29, 2026 – The Answer Is on Its Way

Early in the morning, I reached the village bus stop to return to Bangalore.But the bus didn’t stop—it was already full after the long holiday weekend.

I went to the highway. Another bus came… and passed—full again.Waited longer. A private bus stopped, but it was overcrowded—people standing all the way.

Finally, I reached the bus stand  next town . A Volvo bus arrived. Usually, it’s fully reserved. Many were waiting.

I asked the conductor—he said, “No chance.”But after some time, he said to me,"One seat is vacant… I will give it to you.”

Thank God.

Life feels like that sometimes.

Opportunities pass.

Doors seem closed.

Answers don’t come.

We hear “no” again and again.

We ask God,

“Why so late?”

“Why not now?”

“Why this delay?”

But in that waiting, God is not silent—He is working.

The delay is not denial.

The waiting is not wasting.

God is carefully watching, arranging, preparing the right moment.

Just like that unexpected seat,

the answer comes—at the right time.

Don’t get frustrated.

Don’t lose heart.

Be patient.

The best is yet to come.

Lift your heart in faith and remember:

🎵🎵

“When you’ve prayed every prayer that you know how to pray,

just remember the Lord will hear, and the answer is on its way.”

Do you feel that the Lord has forgotten your need
Just remember that God is always working in ways you cannot see

Our God is able
He is mighty
He is faithful

And He never sleeps, He never slumbers
He never tires of hearing our prayer
When we are weak He becomes stronger
So rest in His love and cast all of your cares on Him

*used writing tool

* June 27,2026

While traveling from Bangalore to village, I took the metro. As my bag passed through the scanner, a security staff stopped me and said, “There is a small sharp object inside.” It was just a tiny scissor.

I was surprised. Thousands of people pass through every day, yet even the smallest hidden object was detected. The machine was so precise and powerful—nothing escaped its notice.

In that moment, a deeper thought came to my heart: How much more powerful is the Spirit of God.

Man-made scanners can detect objects in a bag, but God searches far deeper—He scans our thoughts, attitudes, and intentions. The hidden corners of the human heart, which no person or machine can ever discover, are fully known to Him.

Psalm 139 reminds us that nothing is hidden from His presence. There is no place we can go where His Spirit is not there. He sees, He knows, and He understands completely.

And the Psalm ends with a humble invitation:

“Search me, O God, and know my heart… test me and know my anxious thoughts.” (Psalm 139:23–24)

This is not a prayer of fear, but of surrender.

Another cry of the heart echoes in Psalm 19:14:

“Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing in Your sight, O Lord.”

God does not scan us to condemn us—but to cleanse us, to purify us, and to draw us closer to Him. Through the precious blood of Jesus Christ shed on the cross, He makes us clean.

Today, let us live with this awareness:

Nothing is hidden from Him—and yet, we are fully loved.

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*June 28, 2026 

In the middle of a busy journey—heat, travel, village roads, and a full weekend—I realized my perfume was lost. It was a good one.

As I spoke about it, my brother'n Christ gently reminded me: “You didn’t lose your fragrance.”

That simple word turned my thoughts upward.

In 2 Corinthians 2:14,  But thanks be to God, who always leads us as captives in Christ’s triumphal procession and uses us to spread the aroma of the knowledge of Him everywhere.”  

And Song of Songs 1:3 says, “Your Name is like perfume poured out.”

Yes—this is our reality.

We may lose things in life…

Objects, comforts, even things we value.

But the fragrance God has placed within us cannot be lost.

Because it is not something we carry in our hands—

It is Someone we carry in our hearts.

Wherever we go, we spread the fragrance of Jesus.

In our words, in our actions, in our spirit.

Perfumes of this world may fade or be lost,

But the fragrance of Christ in us remains.

Today, wherever you are—

Let that fragrance flow.

Let someone experience Jesus…

Through you.

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*"Enoch walked with God — and was taken.

Noah walked with God — and was preserved.

Moses walked with God — and saw a path in the sea.

Peter walked with Jesus — and stepped on what others feared.

Each story is different.

But the principle is the same:

Walk with God, not with circumstances.

Before the flood… during the flood… after the flood…

On the sea… through the sea…

God never changed.

And today, in the new covenant, we have something greater —

Christ in us.

We don’t just walk towards Him.We walk with Him.We walk in Him.

So when situations rise,when reports discourage,

when voices confuse, Don’t stop walking.

Don’t look around.Don’t look within.

Look unto Jesus.

Immanuel — God with us.

If He is with us,

no situation can stop us.

So go forward today…

Not by sight…

But by faith.

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Our Father, who art in heaven Hallowed be thy name Our Father hear us from heaven Forgive our sins we pray

 

*June 21 ,2026–Sunday 5.30 pm

Father’s Day…So many words about fathers everywhere.Gratitude, memories, messages.yes thankful to our earthly father. 

But that evening… sitting quietly in the last row … I was carrying many thoughts…

Choir was singing in English meeting. 

“Hear our prayer

We are Your children and 

we’ve gathered here today…”

Not strangers.

Children.

“Hear our cry

Lord, we need Your mercy and Your grace today…”

Not strong people.

Needy hearts.

Then heaven opened in one line—

“Our Father, who art in heaven

Hallowed be Thy name…”

That word—Father—

broke everything inside.

Distance disappeared.

Striving stopped.

Silence spoke.

“See our hearts and remove anything

That is standing in the way

Of coming to You today…”

And He did.

No noise.

No struggle.

Just His presence.

The desert within turned into a garden.

Tears became worship.

The heavy heart became light.

And the song kept rising—

“And though we are few

We’re surrounded by many who have crossed that river before…

Holy is the Lord…”

We are not alone.

We are part of something eternal.

Today, this is for you—

Not just a thought, not just a devotion…

A song to enter.

When words fail,

when thoughts are many,

when heart is tired—

Just come with this:

“Our Father…”

Sometimes,

the song becomes the answer.

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Hear our prayer
We are your children and we've gathered here today
We've gathered here to pray
Hear our cry
Lord we need your mercy and we need you grace today
Hear us as we pray


Our Father, who art in heaven
Hallowed be thy name
Our Father hear us from heaven
Forgive our sins we pray

Hear our song, as it rises to heaven
May your glory fill the earth as the waters cover the sea
See our hearts and remove anything
That is standing in the way
Of coming to u today!



And though we are few
We're sorrounded by many who have crossed that river before
And this is the song we'll be singing forever
Holy is the Lord x8

Song.. Don Moen

https://youtu.be/ajMqhFz3FIk?si=peEFgK29tTe3HICf

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*There is an old saying: “The ground is level at the foot of the cross.”

No one stands higher. No one stands lower. No one has an advantage.

We come empty-handed.

Like the hymn says, “Nothing in my hands I bring, simply to Thy cross I cling.”

No goodness to prove. No past to hide. No status to claim.

At the cross, the sinner and the backslider stand side by side.

The broken, the ashamed, the forgotten—all find the same welcome.

Think of the centurion who stood there as Jesus died. A Roman officer, an outsider, a man far from the covenant. Yet in that moment, he saw what many religious people missed. At the cross, he found truth.

No classes.

No divisions.

No color.

No barriers.

Only grace.

The one who has lost everything…

The one who feels forsaken by all…

The one who thinks it’s too late—

There is still room at the cross.

“Just as I am.”

Not tomorrow. Not after fixing everything. Not when you feel worthy.

Now.

This is your day.

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*Three times in Psalm 33, the psalmist repeats one truth: God’s unfailing love.

Not ordinary love. Not temporary love. But love that does not break, fade, or change.

“The earth is full of His unfailing love.” (v.5)

“His eyes are on those who hope in His unfailing love.” (v.18)

“May Your unfailing love be with us… as we put our hope in You.” (v.22)

Everything around us can fail.

Love from people can fail.

Plans can fail.

Health can fail.

But one thing never fails — God’s unfailing love.

In Psalm 63, David says, “Your unfailing love is better than life.”

Why would he say that? Because life itself is uncertain—but God’s love is not.

In Psalm 92, we are reminded it is good to proclaim this love every morning.

Why morning? Because every new day brings new uncertainties—but also a fresh assurance:

His love is still there. Still steady. Still unbroken.

God’s unfailing love is not based on our performance.

It is not shaken by our weakness.

It does not decrease when we fail.

Even when everything else collapses, this love stands firm.

So today, whether you are walking in joy or facing trials, remember this:

You are not held by your circumstances.

You are held by His unfailing love.

And that love… will never fail.

Sing with us

Thy loving kindness is better than life
Thy loving kindness is better than life
My lips shall praise Thee, thus will I bless Thee
I will lift up my hands unto Thy name

I lift my hands up unto Thy name
I lift my hands up unto Thy name
My lips shall praise Thee, thus will I bless Thee
I will lift up my hands unto Thy name

Blessed Day

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