“… And I survived, while other men around me died. They were better men than I am, most of them: better men whose lives were crunched up in mistakes, and thrown away by the wrong second of someone else’s hate, or love, or indifference. And I buried them, too many of those men, and grieved their stories and their lives into my own.”
– Shantaram
This is how it feels – to be in Hyderabad!
Last Friday, I watched this movie, “In her Shoes” on TV. And there were two nice poems in that movie. The first one, this one below, is the one Maggie reads to the bed-ridden professor who helps her to address her reading disorder.
One Art by Elizabeth Bishop
The art of losing isn’t hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.
Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn’t hard to master.
Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant to travel.
None of these will bring disaster.
I lost my mother’s watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn’t hard to master.
I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn’t a disaster.
–Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan’t have lied. It’s evident
the art of losing’s not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.
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You thank me
I thank you
Let’s thank each other
And be happy forever
Forever??
Is it possible to inspire people around you without any inspiration within? Yes, it is!
What would you do what would you do if Jesus came to spend some time with you
If Jesus came to your house to spend a day or two
If he came unexpectedly I wonder what you’d do
When you saw him comin’ would you meet him at the door
With arms outstretched and welcome to your heavenly visitor
Or would you need to change some things before you’d let him in
Like to burn some magazines and put the Bible where they’d been
Oh I know you’d give your nicest room to such an honored guest
And all the food you’d serve to him would be the very best
But what about your family conversation would it keep up its normal pace
And would you find it hard each meal to say a table grace
Would you be glad to have him meet your very closest friends
Or hope that maybe they’d stay away until his visit ends
Would you be glad to have him stay forever on and on
Or sigh of great relief when finally he’d gone
You know it might be interesting to know the things you’d do
If Jesus came in person to spend some time with you
What would you do what would you do if Jesus came to spend some time with you
The little girl she said to me
What are these things that I can see
Each night when I come home from school
And mama calls me in for tea
Oh every night a baby dies
And every night a mama cries
What makes those men do what they do
To make that person black and blue
Grandpa says their happy now
They sit with God in paradise
With angels’ wings and still somehow
It makes me feel like ice
Tell me there’s a heaven
Tell me that it’s true
Tell me there’s a reason
Why I’m seeing what I do
Tell me there’s a heaven
Where all those people go
Tell me they’re all happy now
Papa tell me that it’s so
So do I tell her that it’s true
That there’s a place for me and you
Where hungry children smile and say
We wouldn’t have no other way
That every painful crack of bones
Is a step along the way
Every wrong done is a game plan
To that great and joyful day
And I’m looking at the father and the son
And I’m looking at the mother and the daughter
And I’m watching them in tears of pain
And I’m watching them suffer
Don’t tell that little girl
Tell me
Tell me there’s a heaven
Tell me that it’s true
Tell me there’s a reason
Why I’m seeing what I do
Tell me there’s a heaven
Where all those people go
Tell me they’re all happy now
Papa tell me that it’s so
I was watching a Mark Lowry video last night. There were a few thoughts I thought were worth pondering….
“Even if you don’t see a miracle, you can choose to believe”
“My faith is a flickering light – I just have to remember what I saw in the light and keep walking.”
There were some songs witn interesting lyrics…and here are some I could find…
Some things never change…
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Home where I belong…
For the past few days, this thought has been at the back of my mind… and last night, well it was 3am this morning…when I lay down in bed, I could not sleep …wrote it down before I went to sleep…
The comparison of what I am today with what kinda person I wanted to be when I was a kid.
When you were a kid, did you ever create an image of yourself – the person you’d like to be when you grow up? I am not talking about your professional life, we all do that when we are kids…I am talking about the personal life. Have you ever thought of the values you’d hold close to your heart, the principles you’d live by, and the kind of person you’d be at the end of the day? If you did think about these things, what do you see now? Are you living up to that childhood image of yourself? Are you better or worse?
I used to think about this when I was a kid and I had this strong image of the person I’d be – a person of strong heart, living by my values and principles, seeing the world in black and white, changing the world one day at a time, living the kinda life that inspires people, adopting children, and stuff like that.
Now, when I look back, I find that I have achieved some of these, gone wayward in some others, and yet to try some others. Honestly, I don’t think I would be a perfect fit anymore. For better or worse, I don’t think I can ever be the person I thought I would be.
What about you?
Last week when I went to worship, I found the church newsletter and picked up a copy. I found something both amusing and saddening on the first page of the newsletter.
Am producing it here with no edits:
Last year has been the most rewarding, eventful and successful period in the life and work of — Church, .
The year has passed with creditable performance by successfully implementing most of the promises made before the election last year by the Pastorate Committee Members, who were elected to office on 31st July 2005. One year is not a long period but the Pastorate Committee has packed it with full of events realizing most of its electoral promises. The Electoral promises were converted as vision of the Pastorate Committee.
It is a success story of the Pastorate Committee, which is completing one year in office on 31st July 2006. The year in review has witnessed a number of developmental, progressive and new constructive programs for the glory of God. At the time of elections, the need of the hour was to restore peace in the Church. Accordingly, the Committee has successfully isolated litigants and un-social elements and truly restores much needed peace with the blessings and guidance of our Lord Jesus Christ, thus fulfilling the first promise made to the congregation before the elections.