Models of Grace
Models of Grace
Hey guys, I have a confession to make: I am one of the culprits on the list of people who ‘disturb’ their unmarried friends to get married. Well, I wouldn’t say I pressurize them, I only nudge and encourage them to come into this beautiful phase of life. But no matter how I sugar coat …
Some years ago, I stumbled on a post on the internet that asked the question: “Ladies, will you marry a man like your Father?” Because I had thought of it myself and my answer was in the negative, I took my time to go through the comments and over 90% of responses went South: “Hell …
When Kamsi got to the hospital, Mrs. George was fast asleep. She looked very peaceful and in deep sleep. Kamsi sat down on the couch beside her bed and grabbed Ted Dekker’s “Piercing the darkness”, the book she began reading two days ago. She carried it around in her bag and always sank into the …
It was Friday evening, Kamsi’s favourite time of the week. She was on her way home from work and couldn’t wait to hit her bed, her favourite place in her room. The way Kamsi rushed home after work everyday, one would think she had a husband and a suckling child to cater for. She literarily …
That was the beginning of several visits Kamsi made to the hospital to see Philly’s mom and she enjoyed every moment she spent with her. Mrs. George told her lots of stories and they laughed a lot. She was really a nice person and she was very kind to her. Kamsi wondered why God would …
Hey guys, If you look closely at this picture, you will observe that there is a pen, a pencil, a sharpener and an eraser. Over the years, I have learned some things that I hold dearly, they are written on the tablets of my heart with an indelible ink. Others, I have loosely held on …
In this book, Ravi tells the story of Isaac and Rebekah in a way that brings to spotlight all the tiny details we often miss and brings it home as it applies to our modern age.
Philly was worried. His mother was diagnosed with cancer and was scheduled for chemotherapy in some weeks. He desperately wanted to be back home to stay with her but it was almost impossible. His exams were close and he couldn’t afford to travel. He spoke with her everyday on Skype but nothing compared to being …
It was a bright Monday morning, Kamsi woke up rather late for work. She rushed through her devotional mindlessly, mumbled a few words of prayer and headed for the kitchen. She had planned to make chips and egg for breakfast but she didn’t have a lot of time so she opted for her life saving …
Though Kamsi thought he would wear an Armani suit with a red tie and matching black shoes as the guy in her fantasy world. She excused him saying he must have wanted to keep it simple. She knew that she would still collect the ring once he gets on one knee and pops up the big question, whether he wore Armani or Aba.
