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

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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.

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*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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*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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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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*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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*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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( 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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*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

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* 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.

🎵🎵

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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*At the end of May month, i stood in a place many would overlook — Nazareth. Not the famous one in Israel, but a small, quiet place in South India. A place of prayer, fellowship, and worship. Yet the name echoes something eternal.

When Nathanael first heard about Jesus, he asked, “Can anything good come out of Nazareth?” It was a place people dismissed. No reputation. No significance. No expectation.

And yet… that is where Jesus lived.

Standing at that railway station named Nazareth, one truth becomes clear: God is not looking for important places. He is looking for willing hearts.

Nazareth was not known for greatness — until Jesus was there. Then it became forever known as the place where the Son of God lived, grew, and was revealed.

In the same way, a place, a family, or even a single life may seem unnoticed, ordinary, or insignificant. But when Jesus comes, everything changes. What was hidden becomes meaningful. What was ignored becomes glorious.

God often chooses the unnoticed places to display His greatest work.

So never measure your life, your home, or your calling by how the world sees it. If Jesus is present, that is enough. His presence turns the ordinary into something eternal.

Nazareth reminds us:

It’s not the place that makes it special —

it’s the presence of Jesus.

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*That translation echoes the heart of 1 John 2:6 — “Whoever claims to live in Him must walk as Jesus did.”

Think about the road Jesus walked.

It was not a road of comfort, applause, or safety.

It was a road that moved toward people others avoided.

He walked toward the poor — not just with words, but with compassion.

He walked toward the needy — seeing interruptions as divine appointments.

He touched the leper — crossing boundaries society would never cross.

He welcomed sinners and sat with tax collectors — offering dignity before demanding change.

He searched for the lost — like a shepherd who refuses to give up.

And that road did not end in popularity.

It led to Calvary — the place of sacrifice, surrender, and love that gives everything.

To “abide in Jesus” is not just a quiet inner experience.

It is a direction of life.

It asks us gently but deeply:

Are our steps moving toward people… or away from them?

Do we choose comfort… or compassion?

Do we love only where it is easy… or also where it costs?

Walking as Jesus walked does not always mean doing great things.

Often, it means taking the next small step in His direction — toward someone hurting, forgotten, or overlooked.

The road is the same.

The question is — are our feet on it?

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*Years ago, I travelled to a remote village in South India. No proper roads. Small huts. Life was hard. People worked long hours in the fields just to survive.

That evening, after a full day of labor, a few people gathered for a simple prayer meeting. The electricity was weak—just a dim light flickering in the room. Nothing impressive outwardly… but heaven was near.

In that quiet moment, a young woman suddenly began to cry deeply. Not ordinary tears—this was a burden poured out before God.

When I gently asked, I understood: six years of marriage, no child. Too poor to even go to a hospital. Humanly speaking—no hope.

But she was not speaking to man. She was crying out to Jesus.

In that moment, I was reminded of Hannah in 1 Samuel 1:10 —

“In her deep anguish Hannah prayed to the Lord, weeping bitterly.”

God saw Hannah. And that evening, I knew—God was seeing this young woman too.

Months later, a phone call came. Her prayer was answered.  she delivered 2 children ( twins) —one boy and one girl. !!!!

What happened in that dimly lit room?

No stage. No microphone. No human solution.

But a living Saviour heard.

Jesus is not distant. He is compassionate. He is near to the broken. He still answers cries that come from a sincere heart.

Are you carrying a burden today?

Something no one else understands?

Something beyond your ability?

Don’t stay silent. Don’t give up.

Like Hannah… pour it out before Him.

Because the same Jesus who heard that young woman… still listens today.

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13th MAY 2026

**This morning I went to a house, and as I stood there, my eyes fell on a simple framed picture on the wall.

It wasn’t something grand or complicated—just flowers and a few lines. But in that moment, those words spoke deeply:

“God cares about every detail of your life…”

Sometimes we move through the day carrying quiet exhaustion—physically, mentally, even spiritually. No one may notice it. We keep going, doing what we must. But that small picture reminded me: God notices what others don’t.

“He collects every tear in a bottle” (Psalm 56:8).

Every tear you never explained… every burden you silently carried… none of it is lost before Him.

“He numbers every hair on your head” (Luke 12:7).

That means His care is not general—it is personal. Detailed. Intentional. Your life is not overlooked.

“He knows every hurt in your heart” (Psalm 34:18).

Even the pain you cannot put into words, He understands fully. And not from a distance—He is near to the brokenhearted.

Standing there, in that house, before an ordinary frame, God gave an extraordinary reminder:

You are seen. You are known. You are cared for.

When you feel tired, remember—God is not asking you to be strong alone. He is gently reminding you that He is already holding every detail of your life.

Blessed day

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This summer, in the heat and weariness, God arranged a quiet place- a place of beauty and rest.

 After months of seeing someone close to me go through sickness, the heart was already grieved, searching, and longing.

Then came the room allotment: Room 107.Thanks to God!!!!!! 

*(https://wordfromjesus.blogspot.com/2020/11/in-psalm-107-we-read-history-of-people.html?m=1)  Blog ( posted) November 25, 2020

Not just a number—but when the eyes lifted to the name on the board, it read: Gilead.

Gilead… the place spoken of in Scripture. A place known for healing. A place of balm.

“Is there no balm in Gilead? Is there no physician there?” — Jeremiah 8:22

In that moment, it didn’t feel like coincidence. It felt like a gentle whisper from the Sovereign God—an assurance. The same God who sees, who knows, who heals.

Gilead reminds us that God has not left His people without hope. There is balm. There is a Physician.

Jesus Christ is our healer—more than a doctor for the body, He is the restorer of the soul. His touch is not limited by place, time, or condition. His Word carries healing.

“He sent out His word and healed them…” — Psalm 107:20

Even the room number quietly echoes that promise—107—as if God was underlining His Word: I still send My Word. I still heal.

The balm of Gilead points to something deeper—the precious blood of Christ, shed with love, bringing restoration, cleansing, and life.

Today, whatever the sickness, burden, or hidden pain may be—there is still balm. There is still healing in Him.

This moment… even now… His healing touch is near.

Last week, during travel, I captured a simple flower on my ordinary phone. Nothing special in the device… yet the beauty was extraordinary. The design, the colors, the quiet splendor—it spoke without words.

Then the words of Jesus in Gospel of Matthew 6 came alive:

“Look at the lilies of the field… even King Solomon in all his glory was not dressed like one of these.”

Solomon—the richest, wisest king. Yet Jesus says even Solomon cannot match a simple flower that God clothes for a day.

What does that mean for us?

If God gives such attention to a flower that blooms and fades, how much more will He care for you?

Jesus brings the answer clearly in Matthew 6:33:

“Seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things will be added to you.”

So the message is simple:

Don’t carry the burden of worry.

Don’t be anxious about tomorrow.

Look at the flower—and remember your Father.

There is relief in this truth.

God takes care. You can rest.

And from that rest, a new song rises—

not from effort, but from trust. 🎶

Iniyum ange kaanem Iniyum ange kelkanem Iniyum ange ariyem Priyane Yeshuve..

 

April 30,Thursday 2026

Morning came with tiredness… heavy body, hot climate… heart not very eager. Still, I went for prayer meeting. 

Few people… simple worship… nothing big. But as the song began—

“I want to see You again Lord…

 on earth I desire but You…”

I sensed something within… a quiet thirst.

ഇനിയും അങ്ങേ കാണേണം
ഇനിയും അങ്ങേ കേൾക്കണം
ഇനിയും അങ്ങേ അറിയേണം
പ്രിയനേ യേശുവേ

ഉലകിൽ വേറൊന്നും വേണ്ടായേ
ഉയരേ വേറാരും ഇല്ലായേ
ഉയിരേകിയ യേശുവല്ലാതെ
ഉയിരിൽ വേറാരും ഇല്ലായേ

ദാഹിക്കുന്നപ്പാ വാഞ്ചിക്കുന്നപ്പാ
കൊതിയെന്നിൽ ഏറിടുന്നേ
ആഴിയിൻ ആഴം എൻ ആത്മാവിൻ ദാഹം
നന്നായി അറിയുന്നോനെ

ഉലകിൽ വേറൊന്നും വേണ്ടായേ
ഉയരേ വേറാരും ഇല്ലായേ
ഉയിരേകിയ യേശുവല്ലാതെ
ഉയിരിൽ വേറാരും ഇല്ലായേ

നിൻ സ്നേഹം നദിപോലെ
ഉയരും തിര പോലെ
എരിയും അഗ്നിജ്വാല പോലെ

Iniyum ange kaanem
Iniyum ange kelkanem
Iniyum ange ariyem
Priyane Yeshuve

Ulakil veroṇṇum vendaye
Uyare verarum illaye
Uyirekiya Yeshuvallathe
Uyiril verarum illaye

Dahikkunnappa vaanchikkunnappa
Kothiyennil eridunne
Azhiyin azham en aathmavin daaham
Nannayi ariyunnone

Ulakil veroṇṇum vendaye
Uyare verarum illaye
Uyirekiya Yeshuvallathe
Uyiril verarum illaye

Nin sneham nadipole
Uyarum thira pole
Eriyum agnijwala pole
Ullile thee unarthi

Like the deer in Psalm 42:1, my soul was longing—not for rest, not for comfort, but for Him.

This world gives many things… but they never satisfy. The more we receive, the more we feel empty.

But Jesus… He is different.

In the dryness, He becomes an oasis.

In the wilderness, water flows from the Rock.

Slowly, my tiredness turned into freshness… heaviness into peace.

No outward change… but inside, a gentle joy.

And once again I knew—

Nothing in this world can satisfy like Jesus.

He alone is the never-ending fountain.

He alone is my life.

*pl try to sing to Jesus.. 

https://youtu.be/TnYXziCq-D0?si=P3B6sTPuiWWSMfqQ

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