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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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

Thanksgiving to God

THE FLOWERS IN A MEADOW: POEM BY ARIANNA ROSE PHILIP

THE FLOWERS IN THE MEADOW: ARIANNA ROSE PHILIP

THE FLOWERS IN THE MEADOW

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A LIMERICK

ARIANNA ROSE PHILIP

I WAS WALKING IN THE MEADOW

AND I SAW A FLOWER THAT WAS YELLOW

IT STARTED TO RAIN

AND IT FELT LIKE JELLO

THEN THE RAIN STOPPED

AND ALL NEW FLOWERS POPPED

AND ON MY WAY HOME

I THOUGHT OF A FUNNY FELLOW

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Copyright: Arianna Rose Philip

A poem with a scent of freshness and innocence!  A young gifted poet, Arianna is granddaughter of

Chief Editor of New World publications, George Kurian and she is also the daughter of Anisha Kurian- Philip and Mr Philip.  Excellent poem).  Cynthia Abegail

ARIANNA  LOVES TO DEDICATE THIS POEM TO ANIL KURIAN, HER UNCLE

ON HIS BIRTHDAY FEBRUARY 22nd. HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY DEAR UNCLE.

GOD'S PLAN (FB)

                                         THANKS TO FB FOR THIS WONDERFUL PRAYER!
                                         NEW WORLD.

I Love You Lord: Poem by Cynthia Abegail

I Love You Lord

I Love You Lord

As the dawn's light  trickles on the sky

And my eyes barely reminisces a dream

I remembered the Lord, my All in all

My Sustenance, my Provider, my Rock...

For the Lord puts a hedge round me,

He is kind and merciful as I can see,

The Lord never abandon in troubles

At sombre times as when in rubbles.

Why do I love my Lord at all times?

When the sun lost its shine at its peak

When the silver moon is lost in the creek

When the comet shoots its flare O bleak!

He leaves his footprints on the sand today,

He carried me as my heart faltered at bay,

He consoled me when my spirit drained,

He assured me that sometime not in vain!

I hoped and waited on Him day and night,

Tears rolling, sweet sorrow engulfs blight,

Suddenly, a twist of fate blitz with might!

Rain fell on my roof, a shower---a grace!

All rights reserved:  Cynthia Abegail Bernardo

STORY: THE CRACKED POT # FORWARDED BY SR ELSIE BABY

STORY: THE CRACKED POT# FORWARDED BY SR. ELSIE BABY

An elderly Chinese woman had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole which she carried across her neck.One of the pots had a crack in it while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water.
At the end of the long walks from the stream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full.
For a full two years this went on daily, with the woman bringing home only one and a half pots of water.
Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments.
But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it could only do half of what it had been made to do.
After two years of what it perceived to be bitter failure, it spoke to the woman one day by the stream. 'I am ashamed of myself, because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house.'
The old woman smiled, 'Did you notice that there are flowers on your side of the path, but not on the other pot's side?'
'That's because I have always known about your flaw, so I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you water them.' For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table.
Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace the house.'
Each of us has our own unique flaw. But it's the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding.
You've just got to take each person for what they are and look for the good in them.
SO, to all of my cracked pot friends, have a great day and remember to smell the flowers on your side of the path!

(Thanks to Sr Elsie Baby!  Excellent story).  New World

WE ARE PRECIOUS IN GOD'S SIGHT BY PRAYER AID

Since you are precious and honoured in my sight, and because I love you, I will give men in exchange for you, and people in exchange for your life. Do not be afraid, for I am with you; I will bring your children from the east and gather you from the west. Is 43:4-5

We are precious and honoured in the sight of GOD!

No matter what situation faces us presently, or that we have no control over it or the people involved, what we DO have is control over our minds! By the way we choose to react to our negative thoughts and feelings, in the same way we can choose to put them out of your mind and focus on what the Lord is saying to us! It’s as simple as that! Let us not let the words of negative people be the last word in our life and control us, rather let us make the Words of the Lord control us. Rejoice we are precious and honoured in His sight!


(Thanks Jane for the reminder that we are all precious in the sight of God. This is
already enough for us to rejoice in happiness or in sorrow, in good or in dark times. Excellent!)


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A FANTASTIC VIEW IN CHINA FORWARDED BY ABRAHAM G

A FANTASTIC VIEW IN CHINA!  THANKS

ABRAHAM G

THE DAFFODILS FORWARDED BY THOMAS PHILIP RANNI

THE DAFFODILS (Forwarded by Thomas Philip)

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils:
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay;
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Outdid the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed and gazed but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dance with the daffodils.

-William Wordsworth

BRAZIL'S BEAUTIFUL VIEW: PICTURE BY HOANG NGHIA: www.beautifulscenery.com (free wallpapers)

WHAT A LOVELY RAGING WATERFALLS IN BRAZIL!

THANKS TO BEAUTIFUL SCENERY PAGE.

PSALM 91: GOD PROTECTS: PICTURE BY CHRISTIAN IMAGES

GOD SENDS ANGELS TO PROTECT 

US WHERE EVER WE ARE!  ONLY 

HAVE FAITH IN HIM AND IN HIS

POWER AND SALVATION!

Be vigilant and pray always:, Reflection by Cynthia Abegail

“So long as a strong man fully armed guards his own home, his goods are undisturbed; but when someone stronger than himself attacks and defeats him, the strong man takes away the weapons he relied on and shares out his spoil.”  Lk 11:22

Prayer is of utmost importance in our lives after Holy Mass which is the apex of Christian life.  Reading the Holy Bible comes next.

Why?  If we are not armed with the spiritual warfare, we are like just rag dolls at the hand of the enemy.  We must always be on guard like a watchman at night.  We must be vigilant because the enemy attacks us on our points of weaknesses such as pride, love of money, love of material things in the world, works of the flesh, vices and so on.

This spiritual battle is serious that priests, nuns and the lay faithful adore Jesus in the Blessed Sacrament day and night.  The enemy is like a roaring lion waiting for the opportunity to snare us to sin!  Be alert and pray for yourself and your family.

As in Ephesians 6, St Paul reminds us that we are not battling just against the flesh, but against principalities of wickedness in darkness!  We must be ready for defence:  Peace, love and unity  are antidotes to these poisonous evil beings.  We must always pray unceasingly.  As a line of offense, the Word of God must be read, spread and proclaimed.  God did not leave us empty-handed.  We only have to listen to God’s Voice.  Amen.  Praise God Almighty!

John 15: I AM THE TRUE VINE: Picture

How Awesome our God is! Reflection by Maria Cassia

As I reflect today on my journey with the Holy Bible, I can only say “How Awesome my God is.”  From Genesis to Exodus till all the books of the prophets flowing into the saga of the New Testament, I can truly only sapy, “How majestic my God is.”

In this world where the standpoint is material success, the sense of awe and reverence has been minimised.  When one shows too much religiosity and veneration for things related to God, it has been branded sometimes as exaggerated.  

There is no exaggeration in the worship of God.  It is our vocation to praise Him with all of our might.   God Almighty is awesome! If I could be branded as a fool for loving God so much such that my acknowledgment of his utter greatness make me look a fool to others, so be it.  Nevertheless, it will not diminish my praise for His glory as long as I live.

I am empowered by His love, by His mercy, by His perfection!  I know it comes only from Him.  Nothing can separate us from Thee.  “As for me and my family, we will serve you, O’Lord, God Almighty!”

Maria Cassia

BLESSING FORWARDED BY SR ELSIE BABY

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all

the days of my life =that is Blessing!!
The meaning will surely go into the depth of our

heart !! Thanks to Elsie Baby
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