Wednesday, February 25, 2015

LIFE IS A DRAMA...

    However I run and fly in self made colorful clouds, that bitter nagging in my core of the heart is all ways there reminding me that I am only a temperory being on this planet, and nothing in this life is real.
It reminds me that people come and go, some of them come again as angels once in a while but some of them are just vanished and could never hear from them. 
Every day in life I meet new people and visit new places.  It was not like when my husband was alive or when I was working within the big walls of college coumpound, the same type of people the same type of routine life is not the salt of the day.  
I changed the church now, I changed many visits to many old friends now, the main reason is  not liking to strain myself  by climbing the tedious steps to reach them. 
strangely whom I thought were must in my life replaced now by new people, and new adventures. 
I lament along with the psalmist, where were the people whom I led to the House of the Lord ? 
Strangely enough we stick together, laughed together, dined together and sang togehter, but now their faces are hardly remembered, their names almost vanished into thin air somewhere ... which I never could recollect.
 If life is so vulnerable what is the use of develping love for some, and crave for some friendship, and spend time for some who would only take advantage of us?
Life is a drama thus said by the Shakespear, yes it is indeed. I knew it in real sense. I knew it how well I acting in my role given to me. 
  Yesrday I went to see monks dwelling place where two sisters had a conference. I was there enjoyed a lot with freshly grown up vegetables, beetroot, carrot, cabbage, mint coriander, onion, tamoto, lady's finger, etc etc... they find their joy in these little plants along with bushes of different colourful roses. 
The other day I drove a sister who had cancer and who was on healing process.  My heart goes for them I met one wonderful fr. who dedicated his whole life in serving the patients.  His rooms were full of old antiques, and memorable hangings, This old timer still lives in that ancient times, and enjoys the fresh and seren atmosphere away from the buildings where the groaning patients dwell.
I visited another Fr, who had  big compound and builidngs with so many cars and trucks and schools among the wretched sections of the people, he is serving them by teaching them skills of life , educating them. some 20 Italians came all the way leaving their higher call for jobs, just to serve and show the dignity of labour by teaching the locals th backery, tailoring, carpentary, plumbering , scavanging.    
For them there is joy in serving the poor slum dwellers in that place.
I met some sweet sisters who had a little plot of land where they grow all sorts of vegetable by toiling day and night, and taking care of the old people who finds joy in complaining all the time on the management or government, or on themselves. 
 I had  had a long time conversation with this group and understood how eternal is the life of the man in his mind. It is allways young and adventourous, it could all ways plan and dream better things, admiring itself on the whole. Only the body is feeble and the mind often forgets about the weakness of the bones, and muscels but finds joy in dreaming the dreams of the past.
They had kitty parties, they had complaints, they are experts in spreading rumours about one another, they eat and quarrel, they quarrel about the bed, food, and place, and medicine, at the same time lie down and dream that all are brothers and sisters,
They dream the land of heavens, and wish to sing and dance and read to the tune of the scriputres,   they are  at the edge of their termination of life, but none of them like to realize it because they the eternity lives in their souls and makes them to run , run for the life.  
Their small little world is in between four rooms, and enjoys alot in different modes of life .

Saturday, February 14, 2015

LOOK AT THE CROSS (part 1)

     We often given instruction to look at the Cross.  We sing the hymns about the Cross.  We admire and adore the Lord for His sacrificial love by dying on the Cross to save us.
The Cross is a mystery, and foolishness, cowardice act to the people who are perishing. But for us who are saved its the power of God 1 Corinthians 1:18

What is this mystery , why we are supposed to look at the Cross, Does Cross speaks to us?
 Yes it does, all those 7 words our Lord spoke on the Cross does have something to tell us.
In my previous posting " I HAD A PREMONITION.."I wrote how the Cross consoled me telling me that Its immaterial when one dies, its His will and purpose to finish the things when its work is over on this earth."

Once I went to a village, where I happened to visit a family in deep distress.  They were in great fear of the Satan.   Their house is like dark hole.   by 6 pm they close the doors, They fear people and fear the snakes which they worship.    They say the snakes come into the house in the darkness of the night.
The house was like a worshipping place of heathen.  All types of idols , all types of colours to worship those idols.
There is no peace in the home. The mother of the house was bedridden with fear.  she cannot get up and walk around because of fear.
    One day they found they missed their one son.  Who was the hier of all thier immense,  property. lands, money gold. He was a big shot in political realms.

One night after supper his friends came to talk to him and he told his parents that he would come after having a walk on the road.

Which friends came where they took him was unknown to the parents or his family.  Because it was everyday incident which was very casual thing that happens.

They found that he did not turn up that night. It was common practice on his behalf too.
They enquired in the village and nearby villages but in vain.  Later after three days, they found that there was some foul smell from the old car which was abandoned in the back yard.  
When they opened the dicky they found the corpse of the man.

The father while getting up from the easy chair one day slipped and fall on the ground , and hurt in his backbone and now not able to walk.
They had plenty of money but it cannot save them.
They had plenty of power but it cannot give them peace.
They had everything by their word and might but they are living in fear of men and devil.
 who can give peace to this family.
There are so many families like this gripped in fear.
who will help them?
I forgot the name of the village, but I did not forget the name of the daughter-in-law.

Well I found that the house was not only dark without light , but there was deep spiritual darkness which I felt literally.
Still I cannot leave the house without giving Peace to that house.  Luke 10:5   Whenever you enter a house first say "Peace to this house"

"If a man of peace be there your peace will rest on him, but if not the peace will return to you"

Matt 10:14   " If any one will not welcome you or listen to your words, leave that home or town  and shake the dust off your feet"

Yes, I cannot leave the house without praying for them in their house.

So before I take leave of them, I said." Shall I pray for you'" and without waiting for their answer, I said, " close your eyes" and I closed my eyes and begged the Lord to give peace to this family, I said , I do not know how to pray for this family whom you love Lord, and I do not know how to console the mother who lost her son and lamenting on the bed not able to get up. But Lord you are on the Cross,  Nobody can understand the agony of the mother who lost her son, its too complicated and fearful and sorrowful. I have no words to console them seeing the sorrow of this mother.
but Lord even on the Cross you did not forget the sorrow of your own mother, while your were being crucified you looked at the bleeding heart of the mother, you gave her a comfort and even while you were dying you did not leave her you entrusted her to your beloved disciple to look after.. Lord here is the mother who lost her son, her sorrow is too much, wont you console her  wont you give her your Peace which is beyond understanding?"---Thus my prayer went on and ended. with amen  . Surprisingly I heard another voice saying amen in that room.
The one who said amen was the daughter-in-law of the house. Shyamala.
I smiled at her, and  I found deep love and peace in her smiling face.
 After I took leave of them while I was about to approach the car door, she ran and came to me. She secretly told me " aunty I am a believer, I read Bible in secret, in bath room,  I pray God. They do not know this, please pray for me my name is shyamala."

It was my turn to be astonished . I praised God for her. She went into the house as fast as she could .. again.
This is how God works,  Do you understand what does it mean when He said in John 3:16 God so loved the world,, ? He loved the WORLD   with all its races and filth, with all its idols and treachery, with all its WORLD since ages, He saw how His world which he formed with His own interest , clean, neat and pure has turned up into polluted and filthy..
Still He loves it.
I question myself, where is this Love in me which God showered on me.? Why I am so hateful vengeful and  sweet and sour at the same time.
When God loves the worst , how can I separate myself from others. in the name of religion.It is a cult if it inculcates fear in you in helping the souls.  Certain books when we read , instead of finding the great redeeming power of His blood on the Cross we will get fear of idols and fear of heathen and fear of ourselves, and also self righteousness and pride and lovelessness. Beware of such cults and the books. Now a days everything is available on internet, even sunday worship too, whomever we listen to, the sermon should be based on the word of God, So one must know the Scriptures more deeply  learning at His feet.


Friday, February 13, 2015

THE THREAD OF THE PROMISE OF GOD (part 3)

         Thus the question he asked me in between the conscious and unconsipuous mind, pushed me into the other room with a heavy heart of tears and prayer. 

        "Mom, God has given me a promise that my steps will not be hampered and my feet will not be stumbled. But why I fall into the PIT?"( John fall in a deep PIT which was dug deeply like a grave for the foundation of construction of a house -- and they put lot of thorny bushes in it . I do not know the reason for keeping so many thorny dried bushes there, but those thorns bruised John severely."  )  So he wanted to know why he fall in that PIT.


       I have no answer, I do not know what to tell him.  So honestly I accepted that " Kanna, I do not know... I am really ignore of this answer.  But I will ask the Lord and let you know."


    It look like that  he was contended with the answer,  and trusted me that I would get the answer for him I dared not to leave his bedside, because the doctor warned me the danger of that night, but I need to go our and pray and ask God about the question my son asked. So I went out into the other room closed the doors to pray.


       Once again I prostrated on the floor at the feet of my Lord, just as I am , I poured out my being in His presence and with supplications I queried Him, "Lord, my son is asking me about the promise you had given to him that 'his feet shall not stumble and his steps would not hampered"  He asked me why this promise is gone with the wind? He asked me why his feet stumbled why his steps hampered,  why he fall into that PIT, oh Lord , Oh Lord how come you forgot your promise to him,  now he is asking me about that, Lord what answer should I give to him? What answer shall I give to him for his question why he fall into the PIT?  Father I have no answer of mine, you tell me Lord what answer should I give my son."


             Thus I prayed and I was led to open the Bible and see the verses in Psalms 107:13-15 & 19-20          " And they cried to the Lord in their trouble and He saved them from their distress; and He brought them out from darkness and the deepest gloom and broke away their chains; Let them give thanks to the Lord for His unfailing love and for His wonderful deeds for men. 19 verse, and they cried to the Lord in their trouble and He saved them from their distress;  He sent forth His word and healed them  He rescued them from the PIT (grave )


        I was reading the Telugu Bible where it is written the exact word John used for the PIT  , in Telugu it is GUNTA   Why I fall in that GUNTA
 ( PIT)

            I was bewitched by the verse,
 " And they cried to the Lord in their trouble and He saved them from their distress; and they cried to the Lord in their trouble"
     
              Yes I cried to the Lord, I cried out His name in that valley loudly echoes of my cry were heard by everyone in that little place in between the hills, I  asked the Lord to help us, save my son in His name... yes I cried to the Lord in my trouble,  

              " He sent forth His word and healed them"


   Yes His word will heal my son, I  read the psalms 51 and Isaih 53 to him at his bed side,  surely my Lord will heal him with His word.


                 "He rescued them from the PIT (grave )"


   Oh Yes He rescued him from the PIT>..  Then at this juncture I heard a voice still and small in my back of the brain, like this.


      " PIT,  do you remember that Joseph was in the PIT thrown by his brothers,  he too cried from the PIT for help ?"


       "Yes Lord he too fall in the PIT and he too cried aloud for help,"


       "Yes , Didn't I give so many promises to him also about his future, Did I reveal all that is for him for the future in his dreams?"


         "Yes Lord you promised him that he would save his brothers and parents and that they would prostrate in front of him."


                " But what happened in the PIT< when he was in the PIT he too must had thought that I forgot my promises to him, but NO ... I did not forget the promise I gave him, I not only saved him from the PIT but I the Lord fulfilled all the promises I gave to him. Yes all my promises are Yea when I say Yea and 2 Corinthians 1:20  ( All the promises of God are Yea and in Him amen unto the glory of God by us.)


         Therefore frantically I flipped through the pages of the Bible to the book of Genesis where the account of Joseph was written


Genesis.37:24   And they took him and cast him into a PIT and the PIT was empty. There was no water in it.


Here in this verse it was written PIT only not the grave ... wonderful, my swollen eyes were beaming with lights of joy.  


            My heart was at peace, the peace that was given by Him,  "My Peace I give to thee, not the peace the world gives to you but my Peace I give to you ." John 14:27  Peace I leave with you, My peace I give to you, I do not giveto  you as the world gives"


       This promise was fulfilled exactly at that moment.


so the  I went and sat at the bed and praying silently in my heart, praising God for His peace. 

 so the next I did was, the minute he opened his eyes I was ready to give him the answer from the Lord. 
I told him , he was so very happy and rejoiced along with me. 
 He slept peacefully till 11am , when he got up, my mother prepared Rasam ( pepper water) and I was giving the food to him . I was feeding him with my hand, he sat on a stool and eating, then with one eye he was staring at the calender on the opposite wall and said, " Mom, you know my promise is behind this page . " That was the month of May, so I briskly got up and flipped the page back to see what promise he got for the month of April, there it was written like this ," ( this calender was Lef calender which all of us had the same calender in our homes.)
Psalms 61:2  " Lead me to the rock higher than I"   I could not controle my broad  grin  then and there but I joked saying " Well , boy it may be your promise to ask God to take you higher rock than you are but You have to ask also when you get come down from such hillock"

                          Later I asked him why he climbed the hillock , he told me that he wanted to see what is there on the other side of the hill and that he wanted to pitch a flag on the top of the hill.... wow I was astonished at this adventurous spirit without any precautions of course...or without any training or skill to do that. which caused me great pain, and made him to escape a great accidnet by His grace.

THE THREAD OF THE PROMISE OF GOD ( part 2)

               " Mom , Mom."  I can hear his voice right from the gate of the compound wall. I was in the kitchen, I see the excitement in his voice. As I was cooking dinner, I could not leave the stove so I answered him back, 'Yes , common, I am in the kitchen., what's the matter?'

               He is already in the kitchen both his arms around my knees, shouting with joy, " Mom my teacher told me we will have picnic on Saturday , "


                                         I was astonished.  And able to understand his enthusiasm.. because we were keeping the Sabbath in toto in letter, We have many Dos and Donts for the Sabbath, that is Sunday for us.  So No picnics on Sunday was one of the Don'ts. In John's previous classes we never sent him to any picnic because all those picnics were arranged on Sunday. So he was disappointed whenever there was picnic in his class. But this time it is on Saturday, so naturally he was fully excited over it.


                          But I have had my own doubts and fears for these picnics,  I knew how naughty was John, he would not keep quiet in one place, he runs fast, jumps fast, climbs fast and shows all his muscle and bone strength where it was not needed too.



                                     So I was afraid to send him with any one , leave alone the picnic , fearing he will fall and hit himself, he will climb and fall on the ground,, he will run and get hurt or wounded... With these fears, whenver there was a picnic on sunday, I was in fact relieved not to send him due to the reason it fall on Sunday.

But now its on Saturday, I cannot say no.
But I do not know why I said, so , What made me to tell this little boy to seek the will of Gcod for the Picnic.

                            So I said," Ok johnny, its on Saturday, so you can go, but I am too afraid of your safety, I am scared to send you with any one fearing you will jump and fell or run and fell or climb and break your bones. So I tell you now, go into the other room and see what Jesus will tell you about this picnic, If He says He will take care of you then I will send, so you go and pray whether He would to tell you to go to picnic or not"


                 I think I said it playfully, even though I had that fear lurking in my heart .


                      But this time its my turn to be astonished to see John taking my word literally, Went into the other room and sought for a Bible and knelt down and started to pray,

I peeped into that room , seeing my son knelt and pray, I came back to the kitchen without disturbing.

                              Next thing I remember is he again in the kitchen with an open English Bible in his hand and a finger on a line in the Bible, It was "When you walk your step will not be hampered; and if you run you will not stumble"

 Proverb 4 :12

                       I was wordless, the verse from the Holy Bible is there assuring him and me about his safety.   My boy was only a kindergarten school boy. he cannot read english leave alone Bible.  How he got this word of promise and why he brought this verse to me evading all my fears to say yes to his pleading to go to the picnic.

 I have no other reason to tell him not go to picnic, the first hurdle Sabbath was nullified and the second reason of my fear for his stablity is ruled out, so I had no other go but to say Yes, you can go to picnic."

                    Now after 3 years of that experience and safety of his life, he had fallen into a pit, a ditch, and bruised hopelessly, and he is unconscious, and in between the recoveries, he lifted his swollen eyelid forcefully looking into my eyes asked Why he had fallen, whereas the Lord promised him that he would not stumble, and his steps would not hampered.. how can God say 'no' to his 'yes' promise.  

           
              I was crushed in soul seeing my son groaning in pain, and now on the top of it, he reminds me and asking me why God could not keep His promise to him
As a mother what answer can I give.

                  See children all ways have that freedom and accessibility to the mother more than the father, because it is the mother who feeds them sitting very near to them, it is the mother who corrects them observing them in close quarters, it is the mother whol caution them on many a tasks how to carry on them.  So its easy for them to ask any question to their mother then and there without tarrying in time.


                     This is one of such timings, because he knew that any tough question can be answered by mother, she would answer all Bible questions for them, with this assurance he asked me '  MOM, why my feet hampered, why my step were slipped away, why I had fallen into the PIT?'

             
                              I have no answer , I knew that the promise was so real for him I was the witness when his tender hands lifted that old King James Version English heavy Bible to the kitchen and asked me to read the verse for him as he was led to claim that verse as his promise from the Lord.

Tuesday, February 10, 2015

THE THREAD OF THE PROMISE OF GOD ( part 1)

             1993 April I was sitting with my children on the mat in front room. The front door was opened ajar.  We were so quiet no talking and no movement oraf a little finger too, We stick to one another as if we were glued with Fevicol.
           What we were doing in that mid summer noon ? We were peeping through the slightly opened door into the small pomegranate tree leaves and flowers.  A very small sparrow like bird round and sharp is on the little twigs there flipping its feathery wings quickly over a little red pomegranate flower.. and drinking the nectar from it with its long beak.  Its honey bird.. wow, in those days of 'no tv days' its a rare natural phenomenon to be witnessed to our hearts contentment.

     "This little bird was so keen in its studious work, "I exclaimed to my children after the little one flew away.
What does it mean? These little ones asked me. I tried to explain them how industrious is this little bird in collecting the nectar from the flowers,  the work God has given to it.

          I gave a little pep talk on how much we should work which is entrusted to us, keenly and honestly.        The work given to them is studying.  I ended the talk promising them if they listen to me to study English and Telugu and Maths of the next class they were about to go after the summer, I would take them to Vizag and I would allow them to see wonderful things by climbing the little hillocks near grandma's house.

   They  were so happy with this pep talk and they started to study the text books and prepare for the next class in this month.

           May 4th was the day we planned to be with my mother, as that day last year my dear dad left us for the Heavenly Abode.

       On that day we sisters were sitting in the hall of the second floor and talking about some sorrowful events of the last year.

       At this juncture John came and asked me 'Mom you told us we can climb the hill nearby if we did our studies at home.  shall I go now?  He was in hurry to get my permission.   I nodded my tearful head.. without giving much thought to his demand.

         Usually children used to ask our permission to go out and play, and I used to give number instructions of fair play and pray for them and entrust them to the hands of God and send them out.

       But that day I did not do any of those things.

suddenly my sister shrieked with shrilled voice. " Leelakka where these children are.." she was in shocked face looking through the window.  I rushed beside her and saw John was on the top of the hill and Paul was futher beyond his reach. all other children were climbing one by one after john, there we saw Joshi, princy and shiney too.. only Happy was not with them. She as usual  in a room with a book to read in her hand.
I too was shocked and yelled at Happy, ' Go Happy, call your brother to come home at once" Thus saying desperately I climbed up on the terrace where the view was more clearer than through the window.  So grasping the urgency of the situation, Happy ran to the foot of the hill , and shouted "John John, come down."  I too was clapping from the terrace and making signs to him to come down at once.
 I saw him turned 90 degrees and was trying to climb down now, and at one moment he jerked a little back to look at Paul , and the next minute I saw him uncontrollably running down the hill .. and I saw a great fall and the dust raising into the air.. and he was not visible to me any more as there were houses hiding the hill.   Happy was crying aloud, Mom John is not visible, do not know where is he"
I ran down the steps of three floors at once ran into the valley shouting aloud,  "Jesus, Jesus save my child" my voice echoed the valley.. every one was coming out to see the calamity.
When I reached the place every one was shouting, ' the boy fall in the ditch, he is uncounsious"
/somebody reached me and told me the boy was in the ditch of the house foundations, which were dug freshly and where in they put thorny bushes to cover. They also informed me that that boy is uncounscious in the great pit ... I was shouting aloud, the same, Jesus, jesus help my child, save my child.  Could not run any more, I was squated on the ground  and not able to get up.  Somebody brought John, on the arms, he was listless, uncounsious,  with blood on his shirt which was oozing from his temple... I called him John, but no response,

My two brothers-in-law were there and picked the boy, and i got on a scooter having john on my shoulder rushed to  a local clinic.

I did not know what was going on.  The doctor tried to revive john but he would not. In between he was giving cool drink and it was vomited into a big pool of water.
The doctor said, vomiting is not a good sign, and he could not do any thing now, and we could take him to home and put him under24 hours observation if he would revive it was well and good otherwise we were supposed to take him to the KGH.

Meanwhile a nurse who was a relative called me on phone, and said like this." sister, a person who is uncounscious after the fall and vomiting is not a good sign, In fact its dangerous situation.  There might be inner injuries in the head, which might not be visible now, but it would be fatal  so take him to the KGH  immediatly. I know a boy who was hit by a car, there were no bruises outside, so the doctor just gave first aid and sent him, home, but later that night the boy died due to inner bleeding in the brain.  As a senior Staff Nurse I warn you , take John to KGH . Being unconscious and vomiting is  fatal."

             I do not know what made me to sit with my son stubbornly beside him, the whole night.. praying and flowing the tears unceasingly.
I was praying beside him .
           suddenly he tried to open his eyes at mid night.  His eyelids were stick to one another and the eye was swollen in horrible manner.

      It was mid night, I sat beside him praying in low voice, He recogized me and said, ' Mom, God gave me a promise that "I when I walk my steps will not be hamperedl when I run I will not stumble"  Then why I fall in the pit, the ditch from the hill?-God promised me , then why?"
My mother heart was tore into peices and it was bleeding, what answer I can give to him? With tears I answered him, like this:

"I do not know John, I will ask God and answer you."

He again retreated back into unconscious mind, no more talk , he closed his eyes. The swollen eye could not be open, and there was the blood on it and on his shirt still.
Tears rolling down, with deep sighs I ran into another secluded room where I closed the doors and prostrated on the floor , wailing and weeping in His presence.
As it was the middle of the night I could not disturb others in the house who were sleeping. My deep sighs burning in my bosom and I was about to tear into pieces.

(That was the promise he got when he was 7 years old, now he is 10 years, I remember the day he got the promise. I will write about that promise before I continue to write what answer I gave to him , the answer God gave me to give him )
   " Mom , Mom."  I can hear his voice right from the gate of the compound wall. I was in the kitchen, I see the excitement in his voice. As I was cooking dinner, I could not leave the stove so I answered him back, 'Yes , common, I am in the kitchen., what's the matter?'

               He is already in the kitchen both his arms around my knees, shouting with joy, " Mom my teacher told me we will have picnic on Saturday , "

                                         I was astonished.  And able to understand his enthusiasm.. because we were keeping the Sabbath in toto in letter, We have many Dos and Donts for the Sabbath, that is Sunday for us.  So No picnics on Sunday was one of the Don'ts. In John's previous classes we never sent him to any picnic because all those picnics were arranged on Sunday. So he was disappointed whenever there was picnic in his class. But this time it is on Saturday, so naturally he was fully excited over it.

                          But I have had my own doubts and fears for these picnics,  I knew how naughty was John, he would not keep quiet in one place, he runs fast, jumps fast, climbs fast and shows all his muscle and bone strength where it was not needed too.


                                     So I was afraid to send him with any one , leave alone the picnic , fearing he will fall and hit himself, he will climb and fall on the ground,, he will run and get hurt or wounded... With these fears, whenver there was a picnic on sunday, I was in fact relieved not to send him due to the reason it fall on Sunday.
But now its on Saturday, I cannot say no.
But I do not know why I said, so , What made me to tell this little boy to seek the will of Gcod for the Picnic.

                            So I said," Ok johnny, its on Saturday, so you can go, but I am too afraid of your safety, I am scared to send you with any one fearing you will jump and fell or run and fell or climb and break your bones. So I tell you now, go into the other room and see what Jesus will tell you about this picnic, If He says He will take care of you then I will send, so you go and pray whether He would to tell you to go to picnic or not"

                 I think I said it playfully, even though I had that fear lurking in my heart .

                      But this time its my turn to be astonished to see John taking my word literally, Went into the other room and sought for a Bible and knelt down and started to pray,
I peeped into that room , seeing my son knelt and pray, I came back to the kitchen without disturbing.

                              Next thing I remember is he again in the kitchen with an open English Bible in his hand and a finger on a line in the Bible, It was "When you walk your step will not be hampered; and if you run you will not stumble"
 Proverb 4 :12

                       I was wordless, the verse from the Holy Bible is there assuring him and me about his safety.   My boy was only a kindergarten school boy. he cannot read english leave alone Bible.  How he got this word of promise and why he brought this verse to me evading all my fears to say yes to his pleading to go to the picnic.
 I have no other reason to tell him not go to picnic, the first hurdle Sabbath was nullified and the second reason of my fear for his stablity is ruled out, so I had no other go but to say Yes, you can go to picnic."

                    Now after 3 years of that experience and safety of his life, he had fallen into a pit, a ditch, and bruised hopelessly, and he is unconscious, and in between the recoveries, he lifted his swollen eyelid forcefully looking into my eyes asked Why he had fallen, whereas the Lord promised him that he would not stumble, and his steps would not hampered.. how can God say 'no' to his 'yes' promise.  
           
              I was crushed in soul seeing my son groaning in pain, and now on the top of it, he reminds me and asking me why God could not keep His promise to him
As a mother what answer can I give.

                  See children all ways have that freedom and accessibility to the mother more than the father, because it is the mother who feeds them sitting very near to them, it is the mother who corrects them observing them in close quarters, it is the mother whol caution them on many a tasks how to carry on them.  So its easy for them to ask any question to their mother then and there without tarrying in time.

                     This is one of such timings, because he knew that any tough question can be answered by mother, she would answer all Bible questions for them, with this assurance he asked me '  MOM, why my feet hampered, why my step were slipped away, why I had fallen into the PIT?'
             
                              I have no answer , I knew that the promise was so real for him I was the witness when his tender hands lifted that old King James Version English heavy Bible to the kitchen and asked me to read the verse for him as he was led to claim that verse as his promise from the Lord.
    Thus the question he asked me in between the conscious and unconsipuous mind, pushed me into the other room with a heavy heart of tears and prayer. 

        "Mom, God has given me a promise that my steps will not be hampered and my feet will not be stumbled. But why I fall into the PIT?"( John fall in a deep PIT which was dug deeply like a grave for the foundation of construction of a house -- and they put lot of thorny bushes in it . I do not know the reason for keeping so many thorny dried bushes there, but those thorns bruised John severely."  )  So he wanted to know why he fall in that PIT.


       I have no answer, I do not know what to tell him.  So honestly I accepted that " Kanna, I do not know... I am really ignore of this answer.  But I will ask the Lord and let you know."


    It look like that  he was contended with the answer,  and trusted me that I would get the answer for him I dared not to leave his bedside, because the doctor warned me the danger of that night, but I need to go our and pray and ask God about the question my son asked. So I went out into the other room closed the doors to pray.


       Once again I prostrated on the floor at the feet of my Lord, just as I am , I poured out my being in His presence and with supplications I queried Him, "Lord, my son is asking me about the promise you had given to him that 'his feet shall not stumble and his steps would not hampered"  He asked me why this promise is gone with the wind? He asked me why his feet stumbled why his steps hampered,  why he fall into that PIT, oh Lord , Oh Lord how come you forgot your promise to him,  now he is asking me about that, Lord what answer should I give to him? What answer shall I give to him for his question why he fall into the PIT?  Father I have no answer of mine, you tell me Lord what answer should I give my son."


             Thus I prayed and I was led to open the Bible and see the verses in Psalms 107:13-15 & 19-20          " And they cried to the Lord in their trouble and He saved them from their distress; and He brought them out from darkness and the deepest gloom and broke away their chains; Let them give thanks to the Lord for His unfailing love and for His wonderful deeds for men. 19 verse, and they cried to the Lord in their trouble and He saved them from their distress;  He sent forth His word and healed them  He rescued them from the PIT (grave )


        I was reading the Telugu Bible where it is written the exact word John used for the PIT  , in Telugu it is GUNTA   Why I fall in that GUNTA
 ( PIT)

            I was bewitched by the verse,
 " And they cried to the Lord in their trouble and He saved them from their distress; and they cried to the Lord in their trouble"
     
              Yes I cried to the Lord, I cried out His name in that valley loudly echoes of my cry were heard by everyone in that little place in between the hills, I  asked the Lord to help us, save my son in His name... yes I cried to the Lord in my trouble,  

              " He sent forth His word and healed them"


   Yes His word will heal my son, I  read the psalms 51 and Isaih 53 to him at his bed side,  surely my Lord will heal him with His word.


                 "He rescued them from the PIT (grave )"


   Oh Yes He rescued him from the PIT>..  Then at this juncture I heard a voice still and small in my back of the brain, like this.


      " PIT,  do you remember that Joseph was in the PIT thrown by his brothers,  he too cried from the PIT for help ?"


       "Yes Lord he too fall in the PIT and he too cried aloud for help,"


       "Yes , Didn't I give so many promises to him also about his future, Did I reveal all that is for him for the future in his dreams?"


         "Yes Lord you promised him that he would save his brothers and parents and that they would prostrate in front of him."


                " But what happened in the PIT< when he was in the PIT he too must had thought that I forgot my promises to him, but NO ... I did not forget the promise I gave him, I not only saved him from the PIT but I the Lord fulfilled all the promises I gave to him. Yes all my promises are Yea when I say Yea and 2 Corinthians 1:20  ( All the promises of God are Yea and in Him amen unto the glory of God by us.)


         Therefore frantically I flipped through the pages of the Bible to the book of Genesis where the account of Joseph was written


Genesis.37:24   And they took him and cast him into a PIT and the PIT was empty. There was no water in it.


Here in this verse it was written PIT only not the grave ... wonderful, my swollen eyes were beaming with lights of joy.  


            My heart was at peace, the peace that was given by Him,  "My Peace I give to thee, not the peace the world gives to you but my Peace I give to you ." John 14:27  Peace I leave with you, My peace I give to you, I do not giveto  you as the world gives"


       This promise was fulfilled exactly at that moment.


so the  I went and sat at the bed and praying silently in my heart, praising God for His peace. 

 so the next I did was, the minute he opened his eyes I was ready to give him the answer from the Lord. 
I told him , he was so very happy and rejoiced along with me. 
 He slept peacefully till 11am , when he got up, my mother prepared Rasam ( pepper water) and I was giving the food to him . I was feeding him with my hand, he sat on a stool and eating, then with one eye he was staring at the calendar on the opposite wall and said, " Mom, you know my promise is behind this page . " That was the month of May, so I briskly got up and flipped the page back to see what promise he got for the month of April, there it was written like this ," ( this calendar was Lef calendar which all of us had the same calendar in our homes.)
Psalms 61:2  " Lead me to the rock higher than I"   I could not control my broad  grin  then and there but I joked saying " Well , boy it may be your promise to ask God to take you higher rock than you are but You have to ask also when you get come down from such hillock"


                          Later I asked him why he climbed the hillock , he told me that he wanted to see what is there on the other side of the hill and that he wanted to pitch a flag on the top of the hill.... wow I was astonished at this adventurous spirit without any precautions of course...or without any training or skill to do that. which caused me great pain, and made him to escape a great accident by His grace.


I HAD A PREMONITION ( 5 )Last part.

       Soon after my husband died,  I was treated by the LEF leaders very strangely.  One of the leaders sat with me and told me I should go to college by next week. I was such a fool to respect them in toto,  strange they played on my innocence and simple mind and obedience.
     so instead of spending much time in prayer and alone with the Lord I was pushed to College to the much astonishment of my friends and colleagues.
what type of woman was she to push me to do such thing in the name of obedience and loyalty to the church. 
         My father in law promised the children that he would go to his village and come back to stay with us. He lost his beloved faithful son, that is my husband.  
After one week he was about to start his journey and he sat in chair and collapsed to death.  Just one week after the death of my husband.  When we heard this message I did not know what was going on, I saw the heavy hand of God upon us, crushing ,  do not know what and why it was happening,  my mother wailed aloud, and me too.  John came into the room and warned us sternly ' Don't weep like the heathen who doesn't have HOPE"   --At once we both stopped wailing.  
 I sat with the Bible and crying aloud in the heart, and siad to the Lord, " Lord , come what may come, I am ready to face... Even if you want to kill me I willing to die in YOUR hands alone.  Do not leave us"-----"Though He slay me yet will I hope in Him; I will surely defend my ways to His face " Job 13:15

These words automatically came into my mouth, and later I found the same words in the Bible.. and praised God for His spirit of prayer.   

Yes the Spirit of the Lord  helps us how to pray and He prays in the times of deep agony, when we do not know how to pray He will pray   "The Spirit helps us in our weakness.  We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself  intercedes for us with wordless groans."  Romans 8:26

           The husband of that leader another leader of the LEF started to call me and tell me to sit with him to give me hard and harsh instructions telling me how I should conduct myself as a WIDOW,


      Strange, I was considering him as my own father,  I thought he would encourage me how to gird up myself and be courageous. Instead his exact words were like this, ( He literally cornered me in the room making me sit in corner and sitting opposite to me, of course it was a open room people were going and coming  there.. but it was like claustrophobia for me)

 He told me, " See now you are a WIDOW, ( harshly telling me the truth)  your status now changed . You must not go out and be free...in doing things.)  It was like hard hit nail on my head.  Hardly one week passed after the death of my dear husband, what is this old fool is trying to convey me?  Is he thinking that he is the author of the KARMA of woman? 
I was shocked, but as I told you,  I became a docile cat like person, no voice no objections, no argument, whatever they say I OBEY ...

    The same lady asked me to sit opposite to her one day in the same week.   " Leela, what are you going to do with this new bajaj scooter of your husband?"

I said, " John will use it sister"
Oh no, dont' accidents may occure"
what shall I do then?
Sell it.
They are envious people, they cannot see any one flourish in life. They give instructions expecting the 'implicit obedience to them'   Never they could see widows live in comfortable way.

Money Money Money .... how to devour the widow and her house... is all that matter to these  useless leaders ?  "They devour the houses of the widows and for a show make lengthy prayers" Luke 20:47


I sold it for less amount, 23 bought it for 27000/- just six months back sold it for 19000/- rupees just to get rid of it and obey these money mongers immediately.


Went to college , one girl from PG classes who loved me very much and was very active in my Moral Science classes saw me walking , and extended her hand to me, and said, " Miss God is good " I said in tearful smile

, " All the time"  ----

Later these and many other  incidents occured in my life. I once prostrated on the floor, soon after I came from college, and cried aloud, " What Lord, why people are saying that you are my husband" what is this"

He consoled me telling me , " You obeyed your husband 100% in your life,  You could never do any thing on your own. You used to do whatever he told you.  You did not do any thing without telling him and without getting his permission. YOU OBEYED HIM.  now you be like that to me. You do nothing without telling me and getting permission."   It was His answer to me. 

so I was asking him for everything in my life.  


you can see the rest of the story in the episodes "When God guides... 17th part.. to know more about how a widow is ill treated by church. in this 21st century, a church which is a cult based.


Strangely now I do not have any ill feelings for these people by the way they treated me. But one thing eating me up,  all those who are still in this cult based instructions should not be suffered as I was. I want to help them, I want to make them open the eyes and see to whom they should obey.

 I was conditioned, brain washed to obey the leadrs for 3 decades  the best youthful years of learning in my life, now to unlearn those things was very tough time for me. But God in His mercy  helped me to get rid of such couplings of my soul, and stand boldly courageously to oppose them later. This happened only after much tearful prayers in life begging God to give me COURAGE'
The shackles of slavery in the name of implicit obedience were broken once for all.
My talents, my desire for His service flourished in leaps and bounds  in freedom the. 
As result AMMA Vodi ( In the lap of mother ) monthly magazine I published became my outlet to let the world know my views on life, and serve the public with word of God. Later TV programmes became my food and water.  At this juncture I cant but recognize the encouragement of Karupati Shanthi Sagar, a lay preacher who helped me to unearth the hidden oppressed talents in me. 
Now I published the much longed book translation of Pilgrim Progress with Pictures, in this 2014 year. by God's grace. 
I have yet some more desires to fulfill ... in His Vinyard to bring more fruit for Him to enjoy... Only the time and tide will reveal what is need to be done. Those who can pray , pray for me.

Monday, February 9, 2015

I HAD A PREMONITION... ( part 4 )

                     After I wrote part 3,  I wrote part 4  for such a long time but suddenly all that I typed was vanished from the screen. I think by mistake I deleted it.  
                 So it took a little more time to come back to these pages to continue with the story of my sorrowful event in my life.
                        Thus after praying at the body of my dear husband I came and sat near a pole leaning , too tired, and hapless... lonely.
                      People are in crowds around me, , some are talking to me now and then, some were sitting in groups and crying silently. 
Tears flowing freely... I was numb and listless.
                                Somebody came and sat with me, I think that was Mrs Baburao, I call her  Maryamma.. came and told me, ' there is a phone call from Kamalakka, asking you whether you would postpone the children retreat " ( It was supposed to start from 31st August)
                        my husband died on 29th August, 2000 and it was middle of the night)   Burial will be on 30th.
                        I looked at her blankly.   I remembered my husband and his zeal for the Lord. I remembered  our daily Family prayer. I remembered his prayer suddenly.
                             " Lord let not me or my family be a stumbling block to your ministry, in  our service to you." ( I used to object a  little in my heart, 'why he prays so, after all as a family we are striving to do our level best in ministering Him, ' Any way , whatever , because he prayed so let me say Amen along with him" so I was saying Amen, though not able to understand why he was praying thus, all those years.)
                                 Yes, I remembered it once again as if the Lord was telling me, ' see , now what are you going to do?'
                       I said, to her, " Let the children Retreat will be conducted as usual, just like he had planned."

                                  And the children Retreat was conducted for three days,  how I conducted myself , I do not remember, but like zombie I supervised the things while the tears were zooming out uncontrollably.


                                  I was overseering the burial arrangements too, people were coming and saying different words of consolation. But I was deaf, I was blind, I was dull , I was numb.  Nothing going into my mind. 

                                    But one thing piercing in my heart, many people are saying,  'oh why he died so soon, he is only 52 years old, she is only 47 years old.  he is such a good and great evangelist, there is  so much work to do, he is doing so much work for the Lord in and around Eluru, why he died at the age of 52 years?"
                                 I was listening, but I did not have an answer for it. I was gazing into their tearful faces, children were crying aloud at the body, women were wailing aloud, men were in shock and doing the burial arrangements.    I was on the floor sitting some time, and sitting at his coffin some time. 
tears tears tears...... my saree was drenched in tears...nothing to say, nothing to think. Mind was blank.
                                           I was remembering those days, how  I took him to different hospitals,  Eluru Railway hospital, private hospitals, Hyderabad Railway hopital, Vellore CMC, Ramesh coridology in vijayawada... 3 years passed away to that day. in 1997  on the same day 29th August he got the first heart attack , in 1999 after the completion of his 25 years of Government service he took voluntary retirement on April 8th...He worked out all the pension and other emoluments, and settled everything.
                    Started to draw Pension, deposited some money in the post office to get monthly interest to meet our expenses.  By this time all our financial commitments with his family and three unmarried sisters were over. They got married, even his brother got married, his parents were in less burden, so we started to build our own family a little better financially. 
Life was going on smoothly. 
But now everything went on stand still.

                          I stood on the dais to give an adieu  and  to give an account of his last few minutes with me. Suddenly I remembered him , how he used to tell me ' Leela, time time... " showing his wrist watch if I exceed a little time in my speeches.. in the church. "  I ended my speech on that day, 'Oh if he is here he would tell me that time is up,........So...now.. I can not disobey him.." I got down from the stage. All cried aloud. .. all wailed loudly....!!


          we all went to the burial ground there was heavy rain fall,  my children were with me. Somebody helped me to walk in the grave yard. That was the first time I ever walked in Eluru burial ground. 


Somebody sang the much loved song of my husband, 
My Bible, My Bible and me .. we walk .."

                       Came home, I entered into the house, closed the doors of the room where I prostrated on the floor.  I lied down on the floor, and started to cry bitterly .. cried aloud... "Oh God Oh Lord ...,."   I asked God, " Why Lord  why Lord why you have taken him at only 52 years???? He was working for you , sincerely building the kingdom , why Lord  why you took him at this age??"


                               No answer, but I did not expect an answer, I did not know why I asked thus,  I laid down on my face for long time, the tears had no barrier,  nothing can stop me, none to stop me, ...

After one or two hours I lifted my head and opposite to my face I saw The Picture of Cross Lamination photo on the wall.

Underneath the Cross these words are written.

                  "How much do you love me?"
                         I asked God, He answered me
                  Stretching out His arms wide
                         " This much", and He died.

                       I never imagined that God would answer me there in that room, I never had a least idea that His answer would come to me all in a sudden, in a strange manner. 

                      I never expected Him to answer my query that why he died at the age of 52 years.
                This was the first time the Cross was comforting me in this spectacular way. 
         My eyes read those ...words  ... and stick to the word..... 'HE DIED"-----He Died----He Died

I hear His sweet voice then and there... asking me


         When I died?? At what age I died?


331/2 years Lord... I was whispering in my throat.


  Again I heard His words... 

" Its immaterial when he died, I am going to bless his work'

              I was in a dazing condition.. I did not have a word to speak, I was thanking God .. in heart. Like I was in dream, a reverie got up and opened the doors and sat in a wooden chair.. I was looking but not looking. When people come and talk, I was poise and sober, answered them nodding my head, but I was a big BLANK ... 


          How He blessed his work I did not realize but now I knew how much that work we toiled was blessed. None of them were scattered, 30, 60 100 folds the souls are faithful till now. 

               I see them growing in the Lord, useful in His kingdom,  their children and children I am seeing now, I see some of them in different churches in other countries too, where they are used by God in His own way.    They are blessed and being blessed to others. Some of them were our Sunday school children some were youth group students... some were single some families, none of them went astray... My heart rejoice when they come and tell me the wondrous works of God in their lives.

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I will continue, to describe How God lead  me to take up other steps, a very revolutionary steps in order to build His kingdom in different manner, away from the oppression which had its leaps and bounds after the demise of my husband, both in my personal life, family life and in the church  I was toiling to build .---------- in part 5.