Wayfarer's window!

I have been feeling kind of lonely, may be its the nip in the winter air, it takes me to all the places, for which I really care! The memories of the morning frost, and whitened mountain scape, the gentle swish of the pine trees, are the sights I cannot escape. But, much more to me than all the sights and the feelings in the cold cold air, Are the thoughts of home and family, and the warmth of hearth that was there. The sound of all the children playing, the crackle of the fire as it leaps; the cold winter air never dampened our feelings, as joys was surrounding in heaps. Tonight, at home they must all be sleeping, our rooms and corridoors must be cold; For we have all moved away from our haven, And what remains, are our memories of gold!

"He satisfies my mouth with good things" Ps 103;5 Indian village:a rustic meal eaten by hands Shimla speciality: a variety of wines a hearty breakfast Food behind bars! Cooking it right! Iced tea and chicken salad A good meal Sushi spread variety: take your pick. Eating from the bamboo dish: exotic! Chinese meal Cuttle fish, anyone? A home made omelette North Indian Thali Traditional food on banana leaf Mizo-meal for six and more.... and... a song to go with.. (I learnt it as a small boy in school, following the school play; and was delighted by it! Enjoy!!!)

"Keeping up with the Joneses" is a difficult thing to do. Last weekend, it was the very seed of our agrument at home. Certainly the fued was bitter, and It took me a couple of days to recover. This morning, I went as usual, to the river of healing, my quiet time in morning prayer...which began, unusually, in my morning shower. With winter setting in and the hot water geysers on, it was only after a nasty scald, that I remembered that I had taken my thoughts well into my shower room. Thereafter, began my serious prayer and through it, to Psalm 103. "Bless the Lord, O my soul, and all that is within me..and forget not His benefits:" Psalm 103,1-2. This was the first message I had shared when I came to the present city a couple of years back. This morning it came back to me with strong reminders about the two years that had gone fleeting by! "Who forgives all your iniquities" vs 3a..... How many times I had gone wrong and had been forgiven. I had hurt the ...

the river Narmada as seen from Hoshangabad