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Friday, April 28, 2017

CONFIDENCE IN GOD: REFLECTION BY CYNTHIA ABEGAIL

We encounter so many challenges in life.  At times at the
point of despair, we could not help but question God about
our predicament.  Yes, it is true that life is not that easy.
On the other hand, have we trusted God enough?

Just like in the story of Job, he also came to the point of
helplessness, yet he did not lose faith in God.  One may
say, "We are not Job."

But examine our lives and we will find out that there's
A bit of Job in us.  All of the trials that seem unceasing.
Therefore, it is only a matter of how one handles these
tribulations.  Have confidence in God.  He will never
abandon us, that is a guarantee!

We do not test God anytime.  We should wait patiently
for His will which will unfold in His time.  Because God
is God, "Be still!"

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THE BAMBOO TREE@FORWARDED BY CYNTHIA ABEGAIL

Once upon a time, in the heart of the Western Kingdom, lay a
beautiful garden and in the cool of the day, the Master of the garden
was going for a walk. Of all the dwellers in the garden , the most beautiful
and beloved was a gracious and noble bamboo.
Often when Wind came to revel in the garden, Bamboo would throw aside
his dignity, he would sway and dance merrily, leaping, jumping, swaying and
tossing in joyous abandon. He would lead the great dance of the garden which
was the real joy of his Master's heart.
One day, the Master spoke: "Bamboo, Bamboo, I would use you." His voice
came low: "Master, I am ready. Do with what you will." "Bamboo, the Master's
voice was grave, "I would be obliged to take you and cut you down." Great horror
shook bamboo, "No, not that, oh no! Beloved bamboo, the Master's voice grew
graver still, "if I do not take you and cut you down, then I cannot use you."
There came a whisper, "Master, if you cannot use me unless you cut me down, then
do your will and cut." Bamboo shivered with terrible expectancy. The Master said,
"Bamboo, I would divide you in two and cut out your heart."
So did the Master take his beloved Bamboo and cut him down and hacked off his
leaves and branches and divided him in two and cut out his heart. And then, lifting
him gently, he carried him to a spring of running water in the midst of the Master's
dry fields.
One end of the broken bamboo, he laid in the spring; the other in the water channel
which led into the Master's field. The spring sang, "Welcome!" The water raced joyously
down Bamboo's torn body. Then the rice was planted and the days went past. The shoots
grew and the harvest came.
In that day, was Bamboo so glorious in his beauty, yet more glorious in his brokenness and his
humility. For, in his beauty, Bamboo was life abundant. Yet, in his brokenness, he became
a source of abundant life for his Master's world.

Adapted

Cynthia Abegail

THE FASCINATING BROWN COLOUR# REFLECTIONS BY CYNTHIA ABEGAIL

THE FASCINATING BROWN COLOUR


It is a colour that is neither neutral nor glaring.
The mellow brown has not only fascinated
me but generations. Well, sometimes red is quite
really a bold color;I am not saying it's not stunning
but it makes quite a statement.


Black color is sometimes elegant especially
if you are attending a dinner or formal
occasions. The ebony shade is simply
attractive; enigmatic and mysterious.


Green colour reminds me of the fresh meadows.
Actually, it symbolises life and vitality. It is also
fresh and luscious as the dew.


The purple colour is simply divine. It reminds us
of something transcendent, not ordinary but
beyond the senses. But sometimes, it could be
overwhelming in a sense!


Anyhow, the brown colour is mystifying, whether
the light brown, dark or chocolaty. There is really
something in this colour that attracts the eyes.
O' I remember why it's beautiful! I love autumn!




Cynthia Abegail

(Great thoughts of all the colours, specially the brown, Cynthia.Thanks.)
New World

Thursday, April 27, 2017

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                     WAIT AND BELIEVE!  THANKS TO FB
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COME BACK TO THE LORD AND WORSHIP HIM: REFLECTION BY CYNTHIA ABEGAIL


All the nations you have made will come and worship
you O' Lord; they will bring glory to your Name.

                                                                                                 Psalm 86:9



If only two persons pray, then the Lord is in the midst
of them.  How much more if a crowd attend a Mass or
healing gathering of thousands and hundreds of
people?

That is the power of prayer.  It is like a light that
beacons from above that is indivisible and uncontrollable.
For all the nations will come and worship God Almighty!
There could be some people who are lost and have
strayed from the right path, but the numbers could be
negligible compared to the ones who day and night
devote themselves to the adoration of the True, Living God!

No matter what darkness befell humanity, the light will
always shine.  God can turn the darkness into light, can turn
the deserts and wilderness into oases flowing with gushes
of revitalising water of His Spirit!

No matter what tragedy strikes humanity, God can turn all
of these into moments of showing His great love, for
tragedies like earthquakes, fire or storms are just momentary.
But the recovery is more lasting and the development is
even better than before.  After these things, people awaken
and recollect how they have offended the Lord.

But of course, everything has a limit when justice prevails
after mercy has been granted!  Just like the people of the
Great Flood and the people of Sodom and Gomorrah who
have not heeded to all of the warnings of their age, annihilation
is possible.  On the other hand, we could not comprehend God's
Mercy!  It is boundless, so let us take note of His Love and
Mercy while there is still time.  For eternal life is more
important than the limited number of years we have on earth.
Come back to the Lord, He is always waiting for you.  It does not
matter if one is an ex-convict, a prostitute or a sinner.  Just like
when Jesus forgave the woman who commited adultery, Jesus
said, "Your sins are forgiven.  Go and sin no more."

We have to come back now, not tomorrow for we do not
know when our life will end on earth.  Come back to the Lord
no matter what state you are in, for God loves us so much.
God will never forsake or abandon us.  God is
good all the time!  Worship Him!  Give glory to His Name!

Cynthia Abegail

PLANTS AND TREES FORWARDED BY ABRAHAM G















JUST BEAUTIFUL AND FASCINATING

VIEW!

THANKS ABRAHAM G

A POEM TO MOM FORWARDED BY ARIANNA ROSE PHILIP

A POEM TO MOM: BY ARIANNA ROSE PHILIP
(The attached is our ARIANNA'S Poem. Arianna is a 9 year old
writer at the time she wrote her poems (now older) who has published two short stories in our New World
already. She has written the following poem on her own and it
is below without any editing, except the spelling.

Happy Mothers Day!


**A POEM TO MOM**

DEAR MOM

You are as sweet as an Easter Bunny
And Your hugs are so fluffy
You smell like daisies and the best part
is when you are with me
And I am with you
You fly in your imagination like a butterfly
You land on a flower.
You get nectar from the flower you go into your coccoon
When it stops, there is a rainbow in the sky
I see unicorns on the rainbow

love
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(Copy Right With Author)

Art work: Abraham G

(This poem touches our hearts. It depicts the love of Arianna for her Mum, Dr Anisha Kurian-Philip. A very promising poet! Brilliant!) New World

TOO GOOD TO SHARE: STORY FORWARDED BY SR ELSIE BABY

STORY: TOO GOOD TO SHARE: FORWARDED BY SR. ELSIE B... Elsie Baby
( Our popular and distinguished writer Sr.Elsie Baby has given the readers of "New World" a very..very..nice story.After reading this,please share this beautiful story to your friends and relatives who live any where in the World....Please...thank you)New World
Too good not to share............
A voyaging ship was wrecked during a storm at sea and only two of the men on it were able to swim to a small, desert like island. The two survivors, not knowing what else to do, agree that they had no other recourse but to pray to God.

However, to find out whose prayer was more powerful, they agreed to divide the territory between them and stay on opposite sides of the island. The first thing they prayed for was food. The next morning, the first man saw a fruit-bearing tree on his side of the land, and he was able to eat its fruit. The other man's parcel of land remained barren.
After a week, the first man was lonely and he decided to pray for a wife. The next day, there was a woman who swam to his side of the land. On the other side of the island, there was nothing.
Soon the first man prayed for a house, clothes, more food. The next day, like magic, all of these were given to him. However, the second man still had nothing.

Finally, the first man prayed for a ship, so that he and his wife could leave the island. In the morning, he found a ship docked at his side of the island. The first man boarded the ship with his wife and decided to leave the second man on the island. He considered the other man unworthy to receive God's blessings, since none of his prayers had been answered.

As the ship was about to leave, the first man heard a voice from heaven booming,
"Why are you leaving your companion on the island?"

"My blessings are mine alone, since I was the one who prayed for them," the first man answered. "His prayers were all unanswered and so he does not deserve anything."

"You are mistaken!" the voice rebuked him. "He had only one prayer, which I answered. If not for that, you would not have received any of my blessings."

"Tell me," the first man asked the voice, "what did he pray for that I should owe him anything?" "He prayed that all your prayers be answered."

For all we know, our blessings are not the fruits of our prayers alone, but those of another praying for us. This is too good not to share... My prayer for you today is that all your prayers are answered. Be blessed. "What you do for others is more important than what you do for yourself" This was shared with me by a friend, I hope you will share with your friend!

RED ROSES: SHORT STORY BY GEORGE KURIAN (RIP)












RED ROSES:::

It was dawn. Sun's golden rays came through the window and competed with the cool breeze to embrace me. I was going to sleep more but I did not feel wasting the beautiful morning by lazily lying in the bed with day dreaming. After a few moments, I got out of my bed and put my sandals and walked into the garden, adjacent to my house. My long white gown had covered half of my legs and was a perfect match for my black pants, I thought.
The newly blossomed rose and jasmine flowers added beauty to the garden along with many white and yellow tulips. Dews were falling down from the leaves and squirrels were jumping from branches to branches.
The sweet smell of rose and jasmine flowers had spread and covered the entire garden.The red roses were very attractive and I tenderly touched some of them. All of a sudden,I felt an urge to pluck some of them. I did not hesitate, sure enough,I plucked some of them.
Alas! I felt a pain on my fingers and I realized that the thorns of the Rose plants had pierced through my fingers. The blood spread on my gown and suddenly I felt angry. With great annoyance, I threw the flowers on the ground and when I walked, unintentionally my sandals crushed those flowers. I felt a little agitated but I could not do anything at that point and so I continued to walk.
Momentarily I heard a cry and a sob. When I looked back, I knew the Rose plants were crying and sobbing.I was puzzled but did not want to ask them anything. Next day morning was also very beautiful and I visited the garden again. That morning, the garden was decorated with more flowers and more serenity had filled the air. The beauty of the garden and the sweet smell of the flowers made me very happy. I saw a few girls walking ahead of me happily talking.

Their long black hair was adored with red rose flowers. Oh! what a great beauty has been added with those flowers, I thought. I had forgotten the previous day's incident and without any hesitation, my hands stretched to pluck some flowers. All of a sudden I saw some changes in the rose plants. They stopped dancing anymore and started to cry.

I could not realize what was happening. I turned towards them and asked,"what is happening.Why are you crying ?"
They answered: "you are again trying to pluck our flowers, right ?"
 I answered, "Yes. Why, is it a mistake what I am doing ?"
"Surely. You are doing a wrong thing" 
 I asked them in a soft voice. "If I am doing something wrong, what did those girls walking ahead of me do? They plucked many of your flowers and they are on their hair. What about that.?"
The answer surprised me" Yes,they have done a fine job. Wearing the flowers on their hair makes them look more beautiful and so many people could enjoy the beauty of those flowers. surely, people appreciate . What you did was plucking the flowers and throwing them on the road and crushing them with your sandals without any concern of their beauty! The people came after you also crushed them without any mercy !!If you had not plucked them,people would have appreciated their beauty and enjoyed the sweet smell,even if our flowers had a very short life."
 My hands withdrew automatically. At that moment I found a great truth of life. Even if a life is for a short period only, it should be useful and beneficial to others and not to be crushed mercilessly and uselessly.
THE END
Written by George Kurian-copy rights with the author.
(Thanks to our Chief Editor, George Kurian for this beautiful and very meaningful short story). New World


Labels: George Kurian-Short Story-Red Roses 3/30/12 by Cynthia Abegail

RIO DE JANEIRO BY NIGHT: PICTURE BY WALLSAVE.COM



STUNNING VIEW OF RIO DE JANEIRO!

WHAT A COAST!!!

I PRAISE YOU FOR YOUR WORKS ARE WONDERFUL: REFLECTION BY PRAYER AID


For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. Ps 139:13-14


 You and I am most certainly imperfect, but we were WONDERFULLY MADE. God made me and you and said “it is good’ Yet we focus more on what is not‘good’ in us rather than what is good. We focus more on the mistakes we make during the day rather than all that we did well. To the extent we are harsh on ourselves, to that extent we are harsh on others, and then this becomes a block between us and God. Today let us decide to affirm ourselves, let us remember God loves us just as we are, so let us accept ourselves too.

(Thanks very much to Jane Pimenta for stressing the need for a positive attitude in life.  On the other hand, we need God's grace to block the negatives in our life although cooperation on our part is important too.  Superb!)  New World

NATURE IN ITS RARE BEAUTY: PICTURE BY FULLSCREENSAVERS FORWARDED BY C ABEGAIL















THANKS TO http://www.fullscreensavers.com/.

JUST A BREATHTAKING AND LOVELY

PHOTO!!! THANK YOU LORD!!!

NEW WORLD


MIRACLES: POEM FORWARDED BY PREETHA E. THOMAS

MIRACLES :Poem: By Preetha E. Thomas
( The meaning of this great poem goes into our heart and our honorable readers can judge how talented is this young poetess, Preetha E. Thomas. This poem is really beautiful and very meaningful. Please enjoy)
MIRACLES
By
Preetha E.Thomas

Some small, Some huge;
Some memorable, Some spontaneous.
Miracles come in so many forms;
A prayer answered,
A victory gained.
A purpose realized,
A vision unveiled,
A path discovered.
A helping hand,
A kind gesture,
A memorable gift.
A healing granted,
An obstacle removed.
A struggle ended,

A doubt cleared,
A fear conquered,
A talent revealed,
A life saved.
Miracles brighten our lives
Give us hope
Erase doubts
Strengthen faith
Miracles are GODʼS way of saying He cares
Miracles happen when we least expect them
Or sometimes when we most yearn for them.

They are the result of a fervent prayer
An unwavering faith
Of persistent hope
An undying patience.
Miracles happen everyday.
They are all around us.
True miracles are not just those that change our lives,
But are those that help change the lives of others.

THE RACE IS NOT TO THE SWIFT FORWARDED BY CYNTHIA ABEGAIL

ECCLESIASTES 9

Again I saw that under the sun the race is not to the swift, nor the
battle to the strong, nor bread to the wise, nor riches to the intelligent, nor
favor to the skillful; but time and chance happen to them all.  For no one can
anticipate the time of disaster.  Like fish taken in a cruel net, and like birds
caught in a snare, so mortals are snared at a time of  calamity when it suddenly
 falls upon them.
                                                                                                       Eccl 9: 11-12

* Life is a mystery and an enigma.  Man has unanswered questions.  Life is not
like an experiment wherein one isolate the variables and the constant.  It is
one of the most unpredictable things in the world.  It does not mean that one
has to be fatalistic!  It only meant that we do not make gods of ourselves.  There
is a God whom we can trust.  Hence whatever happens to our lives, rest assured
that it was allowed by God for nothing pass the notice of our awesome God
Almighty.  All works well, in the long run for those who love Him.  After all is said
and done, the Lord has the last word!