The Central Drama of Life

The central drama of life is not the external climb to success, but the internal confrontation of one's own sinfulness.

- David Brooks

Ind-yeah!

Blind Babies

Dear Christ,

Did you know that some of our babies are born blind?
They are autistic, they can't hold a thing together, they have broken minds.
If that is not enough, the breasts that nurse them have cancer inside!
And men are called to bear this and plod through life...
Its not like life comes with a soundtrack - theres no pianist playing some slow soothing tune on the side,
Neither are we on camera, for the world to sympathize.
Just sayin... you know, it feels like something is not right.


Dear Gagan,

You write bad rhymes.
I agree, something's not quite right,
And I think it's because you turned your back; cuz decided to draw your own lines.
Don't forget, I chose to be like you, forever, so that I could empathyze
I went through hell, to open gates of paradise.
And those babies you think you care about, they are mine.
Take my advice - trust my word and give it the fullness of time
I promise, no pain, no tears and no missing eyes
allright?
sleep well. yours truly, Jesus Christ.

All Good Gifts

 Hold a dime upto your eye
And it will look an enormous size
So you'd think God shrinks As you look down here for more 

We don't get it right, who would've guessed?
Hallelujah, God doesn't expect
More than his own grace to carry you to shore
 

                   - Michael Morgan, All Good Gifs | Before The Throne

Oh my God

Sometimes I can not forgive and these days mercy cuts so deep,

If the world was how it should be, maybe I could get some sleep.

While I lay, I'd dream we're better, scales were gone and faces lighter,

When we wake we hate our brother, we still move to hurt each other,

Sometimes I can close my eyes and all the fear the keeps me silent,

Falls below my heavy breathing, what makes me so badly bent?

We all have a chance to murder, we all have the need for wonder.

We still want to be reminded that the pain is worth the plunder.

Sometimes when I lose my grip, I wonder what to make of heaven,

All the times I thought to reach up, all the times I had to give up.

Babies underneath their beds, in hospitals that cannot treat them.

All the wounds that money causes, all the comforts of cathedrals,

All the cries of thirsty children, this is our inheritance,

All the rage of watching mothers, this is our greatest offense

Oh my God, 

Oh my God, 

Oh my God.

- Jars of clay

Mad World

(Not So) Random Thought

So I find this law at work: When I want to do good, evil is right there with me. - Romans 7:21

Blog Announcement #4

What this blog does not come close to doing justice to, is reflecting how evil I am and have been. While only a subset of my thoughts are documented here... many others I do not dare document or try to capture in words.

They are known and felt by God and me only. May be one day He will show it to all of you... so that there are no secrets any more, and you will know that when I say I am evil I mean the word and probably much worse than what the word tends to mean in its mild form in the christian religion or your imagination.

Random Thought

God was more kind to man in His Curse than man is kind to himself in Sin

Gaining Victory over Sin

Gaining victory over Sin is like walking on sea in the midst of a storm. If you look to Him, you will.