Daughter’s Woes

My daughter was eager to go to Medical School in India. She got a decent NEET score of 409 Marks but that did not make her eligible to Govt. Medical colleges or Christian Medical Colleges. While doing her 12th grade she did her internship in a leprosy hospital. Her mission in life was to be a Mission Oriented doctor. But sad to say due to the Indian system her hopes are dashed. There goes her chance of being a dedicated committed doctor.

 

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Amazing Grace

This is what happened in my life. I used to read horoscopes. One day they would say: things are not going in your favor and on other days they would proudly proclaim: this is your lucky day: you are going to get a windfall. To my ironic fate nothing of the things they said was true. Today I read the Bible and prayed sincerely to my Lord Christ. I got a small windfall as a starter. Yes, taste and see that the Lord is good.

Christ Vs Idols

It is no disbelief that the Catholic Church venerates Mary, the Saints, the idol of Christ and angels. This Mariolatry or hyperdulia (veneration of Mary was established as a dogma at the Council of Ephesus in 431. However what does the scripture say about it? Let’s look at the holy word of God:

Thou shalt not make unto thee any graven image, or any likeness [of any thing] that [is] in heaven above, or that [is] in the earth beneath, or that [is] in the water under the earth: 5 Thou shalt not bow down thyself to them, nor serve them: for I the LORD thy God [am] a jealous God, visiting the iniquity of the fathers upon the children unto the third and fourth [generation] of them that hate me; 6 And shewing mercy unto thousands of them that love me, and keep my commandments.
— Exodus 20:4-6 (KJV)

Is Catholicism right or the scripture right? I don’t want to offend the Catholics but as a Christian of conviction, I would like to worship God alone. I am perfectly right in following my viewpoint. Catholicism espouses sheer idolatry, a blasphemy which is an abomination for the Lord.

Thonipuzha

Thonipuzha is the village that I live. It is in Kurianoor. It was known as Menakadu Mukku in Malayalam meaning Idler’s Junction. However today that name is a misnomer. Thonipuzha is vibrating with commerce, there’s a bank and many schools. There is a shop selling miscellaneous items and people sit on the bench and gossip all day. There is also an evening tea shop. Besides there is a vegetable and provision shop. There are buses plying from Thonipuzha.

Daily Journal

I became very elated. Finally I was able to bring my autistic son from the misery of a boarding school. This I did when my wife was out of station. I was wondering whether they were doping him. His eyes were dazed and he was not at all responding. On top of that there were scratch marks on his skin. It was a long journey by bus from Trichur to Thiruvalla. From there I had to take him by scooter. I thank God that it was not raining. My son coming back was a celebration for me. It was like Jacob seeing his lost son Joseph in Egypt after a long time. My wife is having half thoughts to send him back. She thinks that only the school can discipline him. I feel that an autistic son should need love, care and affection and that he can get only if he stays at home. The poor chap can’t even express his feelings. When he gets aroused, he rubs his body on the bed. This is only normal. And my stupid wife thinks that’s an abnormality. When I went to take him in school, deep down I could see the angst in his heart. I have told my wife that there is an autistic day school nearby and I can take him there. I hope she agrees. He needs the love and affection of his parents. I have made a vow to stop dabbling in the occult especially tarot and astrology. I read the Bible and prayed and I was filled with serenity. I laughed with God Jesus. He has a wonderful sense of humor. I am holding my hands on his feet and will not let go till I am blessed. Oh God when will my exile end and when will the red sea part for me. I am thinking of the joy of an exodus.

Dream Journal

Had two dreams today one was unpleasant and the other filled me with tears of happiness. In the first dream, I was sleeping in a mall, in a room along with my dead father. It was midnight and suddenly I could hear shouts, wails and screams. I opened the door boldly and to my surprise, I found a young woman with stab wounds. A group of drunken youth was beside her. One of them attacked me; I delivered a karate flying kick. Then I woke up. In the second dream, I was visualizing an IB (International Baccalaureate School). Suddenly I got the place: Cochin. My eyes were filled with tears of happiness. I don’t have the money to start one but some day I will. ‘I shall overcome, I shall overcome, someday, oh oh deep in my heart, I shall overcome someday.’