Cup Of Suffering

Today’s article may not be the usual sound. It bears with it ‘eloi eloi lama sabachthanis’ and ‘O Lord hear my cries.’ At the end of the 27th day of October, I wasn’t only tired physically. I was very, very, veeery burnt out mentally. My mind was having voices from every corner presenting their own … Continue reading Cup Of Suffering →

Gethsemane

The sweat was dripping off his face. Except it wasn't salty water, but actual blood. Can you fathom, the level of stress and frustration that could cause one's pores to thrust blood instead of sweat! I think Jesus, the very son of God, deserves the award for best portrayal of anxiety; for however afraid any … Continue reading Gethsemane →

God’s CV

Isaiah 6:1 In the year that King Uzziah died, I saw the Lord sitting on a throne, high and lifted up, and the train of His [robe] filled the temple. A close friend just opened our eyes to something of utter importance in this scripture, whose emphasis is in 'His robe'. For those who don't … Continue reading God’s CV →

Seth

There I was, my eyes not blurred by tears, unlike the multitude round about Sam’s grave. Everyone was weeping—eyes bloodshot. Those who don’t know Sam, he was my best friend. My covenant friend. My Jonathan. He had just been in a dire, malignant & vehement episode caused by sickle cells. Unlike the others, this one … Continue reading Seth →