Gay morning—the clouds dripped in an oasis of beauty—beatitudes are singing worship and Hosanna to their creator. I feel so contented about life since God, Jehovah Jesus is on my side.
I started reading the Book of Galatians. Paul’s language is very poetic. He speaks from the straight from the heart. He appeals to the heart of believers. The message of the scripture is clear: we have to be baptized with water, obey God’s command, and believe that Jesus Christ came to us to redeem us from our sins. God’s love will help to perfect our being in Christ.
Today an intuitive thought came to my mind. The Government of Kerala is holding a 50 Million Bumper Lottery Draw this 23rd. God told me to go to specific Lottery shop and buy my ticket. God’s voice is a small voice that speaks inside the heart. I have petitioned God to help me win the first prize of 5 Crore Rupees.
There are days when I am struggling with words. But always I make it a point to write something. Writing is a therapeutic tool for me. The essence of writing is a soul. The beauty of writing lies in the heart. The passion of words lies in the mind. What to write about?
Letter to a Lost Lover
Dearest Darling Precious Honey, I am writing this letter after a period of 25 years. The reason for you to reject me is rather flippant. I visited your island when you came to my hometown. Yes, you told me to cancel the ticket and come and see you. But I did not take heed to your wishes and upset you and you discarded me. Darling, you live in my heart and making me bleed with agony. You are my first love and you always be cherished in my heart. I am wondering why you rejected me for such a silly reason. I am told by someone that you died in an accident. I don’t know if it’s the truth or a fib. I have tried to search you on social media sites but I am having no luck. I remember with gratitude and passion how I held your sweet hands. I trembled with ecstasy. Kissing you was like flowers melting in my mouth. In college you were the most beautiful of all. I recall the song of Beatles which I sang for you. We have talked on various things and the wonder is that we had no conflicts. Our world views were matching. I deeply mourn about why you rejected me. You live like a song in my heart. You are the poetry of my soul. Your image haunts my imagination. Why did you fill me with sadness? I have loved you with my heart, soul and body. All my life I am living with you in angst. You were a beautiful companion to me. Why did you vanish away from me? What wrong have I done to you? When I think of you, I have tears in eyes. You mocked at my love. You leave me with a bleeding heart and a wounded soul. Why darling, did you so such a thing? How many I love youS you have whispered to me. I cared much for you. But towards the last you have evaded me. You did not even visit me when I was going back. You did not speak a kind word to me. I don’t even have a photo of yours so that I can remember you. Darling is it true that you are sleeping in the grave. If so my condolences and RIP to you.
Morning decorated itself like a garland of flowers. The muses were chanting sweet music. I feel so awed and contented by the presence of the Holy Spirit.
I am still reading Paul’s Letter to the Corinthians. Paul talks of spiritual gifts given by God and they are:
Healing the Sick
Speaking in Tongues
Paul says that we are one body having many parts that are united. So is our body united in Christ.
Paul speaks about a Homily about love:
‘If I speak with human eloquence and angelic ecstasy but have not love: I am a rusty creaking gate. If I preach God’s Word and all its mysteries in plain language and if I say to the mountain be moved and yet have not love, I am nothing. If I give everything to the poor and be burned as a martyr but I have not love, I am nothing’. To love God and others is the greatest Gift that God has bequeathed.
‘Love never gives up
Love cares for others more than the self.
Love doesn’t strut.
Love doesn’t have a swelled head.
Love doesn’t force itself on others.
Love doesn’t fly of the handle.
Love doesn’t revel when others grovel.
Love keeps no record of sins.
Love takes pleasure in knowing the truth.
Love puts up with anything.
Love always trusts God.
Love always looks for the best.
Love never looks back.
Love keeps going to the end.’
Kerala, God’s Own Country is a home for a flock of communist sheep. I was once an ardent follower. For many youth of Kerala, Che Guevara was an iconic figure. As I write this narrative, I feel a tinge of regret. Communism is a dead corpse. It has a bankrupt ideology. India is a galloping horse as far as Capitalism is concerned. The top echelons of the part like the Chief Minister Pinarayi Vijayan have themselves and their kith and Kin studying in international universities abroad have also bathed in the waters of lucrative businesses. Communism is a disguised capitalist cosmetic. Communism in Kerala benefits the rich few and marginalizes large number of its followers. Communism in Kerala is a social and political Dracula having its blood hungry fangs to impoverish its followers.
Morning rose up a s painter’s heart. Little blossoms chanted in the sky. Sun melodramatized into an epiphany. I bow down to God Jehovah Jesus and thank him for all his blessings.
I am still reading the Gospel of Acts. Mostly it’s about the work of proselytization done by the Disciples of Christ and Paul. They encounter all sorts of problems like being accused of being liars and slanderers of faith, casting our demons by sorcery. But they endure their spread of theology very bravely. I am wondering if the present day evangelists have the same zeal as their predecessor.I no longer have a confused worldview. My worldview is being deeply rooted in Christ. I am able to separate worldly Philosophers from Christ’s words.
Thanks to God Jehovah Jesus, I was able to complete a treatise on the methods of Criticism, they being Philosophical Etymology, Psychological Pharmacology, Cultural anatomy and Ontological Nebula. For Philosophical Etymology I have used deconstruction, structuralism, Feminism and Marxism for analysis. For psychological pharmacology I have used Freud, Lacan and Jung. Cultural anatomy deals with value, function and meanings in culture. For Ontological Nebula, I have used two concepts: Constructive Ontology (my own) and destructive ontology.
I was reading the biography of Umberto Eco the famous novelist who wrote: The Name of the Rose. I was surprised when the narrative said he had a 30000 volume library. Compared to that I have a dwarf library of 100 odd books. Collecting books is my weakness and a mental fetish.
The biggest thing in my life after coming to Christ, I don’t have an anxiety anymore. I have a past history of reading astrology columns. Reading astrology fills the mind with fear and anxiety. The good things they predict never happen. One day I was doing a reading and the column said: there is imprisonment. The whole day passed on with dread and at the end of the day nothing of that sort happened. The Bible (Scripture) is very firm on Astrology, Tarot and the Occult. It says that our ‘God is a Jealous God’ and those dabbling in it will have the curse of God not to one generation but till the fourth and the fifth generation.
What I am writing is my own encounter with Pagan Idols and deities and its all truth. I don’t want its cursed to sprinkle on anyone. I want all to be enriched with God’s blessing. Give the Devil an inch and he will take a mile.
Today I was able to accomplish a lot by reading. I was able to write a commentary on great works of art. I feel so contented and happy. I thank Lord Jehovah Jesus for making my life happy.
I have started reading the Book of Acts and it is a commentary on the works done by the Disciples after the resurrection of Christ. I have also read into the conversion of Paul at Damascus. Thus we have the word Damascene which means a life changing situation. Remarkable is the way in which God could change the life of a person who was severely persecuting Christians. Paul became one of the greatest living apostles in the world. Paul as an idiom means Proselytizing people to Christianity.
Not all is well with Christianity in India. The present government is a pro-fascist-Hindu government. Things don’t augur well with missionaries working in the rural parts of India. They are stripped and paraded naked on the streets of India. Vermilion is scattered on their heads. Bibles are being burnt.
There is a horrific incident of a Missionary Graham Staines and his children (two boys) being torched alive in a jeep where they were traveling. Staines’ wife has forgiven them all out of Christian compassion.
I hope God Jehovah will give me the wisdom and understanding to be spokesperson of Christian Apologetics.
What is the Christian worldview related to the end of knowing? The end of knowing lies in belief. We can reason about Christ. But we can know the Holy Spirit and God the father with belief. Such kind of belief is called Para-epistemology from (Parapsychology and epistemology). What is belief? We have to believe because of Christ God who has revealed the word to us in flesh and blood. We have to believe that his death for the remission of sins was ordained from Heaven. We have to have a repentant heart and also be compassionate in nature. We should have a loving devotion to God. Being confessional in prayer can change even the most stained in sins. Our life is a rhythm and music composed by and composed for God and composed with God.
Morning woke up with many melodies. The sky was pleasant canopy of music. Nature flew on wings playing the harp. Nature has taught me the meaning of life. I feel so overwhelmed and blessed. I express my gratitude to Jehovah Jesus for blessing me.
Parable of the Vine and Branches
I am still reading the Gospel of John and I came across this beautiful parable. Jesus said I am the true vine and you are the branches. Every branch that does not yield fruit is cut off. It is significant that Christ uses parables that are connected to the earth. How can this Parable be interpreted in a secular and religious sense? The branches that have fruit on them are believers who are faithful and obey the commands of God. The branches bearing no fruit are they who dishonor God and disobey his commands. Being connected to the Vine we can enrich our spiritual life. Looking at the parable from Secular point of view, the branches that bear fruit are those who have goals in life. The branch having no fruit are the ones having no goal in life? As branches connected to the True Vine, we must live a light of purpose.
My pen is a fruit of Joy. Life is easy if you make it simple. Extreme irony reveals a decadent society. The soul that covers the flesh is divine. Melody and Rhythms are the gifts of God. The eyes in the night are twinkling. Beauty—thy creator is a marvel. The Land where the Sun never sets is dead. Ornament the language in elegance and eloquence. Sincerity is the corner stone of character. Leaves falling on the ground gently are an opera of silent music. Beyond the mask of the mirror lies a unique personality. Can God’s love be counted? Lord I have put the wish basket of prayers to you. Time—every second is hope to live in. A rejected love affair is a painful heart. Innocence—you are a little child. Philosophical fiction is a realm of ideas. We must lead a life of innovative catharsis. I have exiled my mind and now I am a Diaspora of becoming in Christ. Anxiety you are not a hard nut to crack. Words have clothes of wishes to put on. Don’t kill your soul with the temptations of the Devil. Your life is precious so VALUEBLELIZE it. A white ball of aspiration lay in the sky. Who gifted conscience in your psyche? Loyalty is the tradition of Character. Melodies flew in the sky early morn. Coming to Christ is beatific and joyful. Life is God’s Gift so treasure it with love, peace, patience and joy.
Morning passed on as serenade of poetry. The sky resembled an abstract painting. Poets chirped and tweeted. All was wonderful and sweet with nature. I thank God Jehovah Jesus for continually blessing me
I was reading into the Novel Crime and Punishment by Dostoevsky. The protagonist of the novel is Rascolinikoff and he is in dire poverty. He hatches a plan to murder his landlady and her sister. He plunges a hatchet on their heads and kills them brutally. Though initially confident about the success of the murder, he loses his nerves and becomes demented and confesses his murder. How can we portray the character of the protagonist? He suffers from the Marquis De Sade complex. He is driven extreme love and self hate. He does not have the confidence to overcome the obstacles of his life. What makes this character peculiar is losing all desperation he confesses his guilt. This novel is one of a Quixotic Tragedy. The feeling of love is totally absent in the character. Is the character a resemblance of Dostoevsky’s psyche? Is it the author’s demented narcissism? The protagonist can be considered to be tragic postmodern hero. The confession of guilt is so remarkable of Christian Scruples.
Kathi or Knife in Malayalam is an idiom which means telling fibs. He says Kathi all the time.
Masala (Ingredients for curry mixture)
Masala in Malayalam is ingredients for curry mixture. As an Idiom it means flattering someone. He is putting masala over her.