THERE IS A GARDEN BY THOMAS CAMPION# CYNTHIA ABEGAIL'S COLUMN

THERE IS A GARDEN

There is a garden in her face,
Where roses and white lilies grow;
A heavenly paradise is that place;
Wherein all pleasant fruits do flow,
There cherries grow which none can buy
Till cherry ripe themselves do cry.
Those cherries fairly do enclose
Of orient pearl a double row,
Which when her lovely laughter shows,
They look like rosebuds filled with snow ...
Thomas Campion (excerpt)

FOR EVERYTHING IS POSSIBLE FOR GOD: REFLECTIONS BY CYNTHIA ABEGAIL

THE WOMAN OF SHUNEM AND HER SON

Elisha said,  "Tell her this:  "Look, you have gone all this trouble for us, what can
we do for you?  Is there anything you would like said for you to the king or to the commander
of the army?"  But she replied, "I live with my own people about me."  
"What can I do for you then?" he asked.  Gehazi replied, "Well she has no son and her husband is old."  Elisha said, "Call her."  The servant called her and she stood at the door.  'This time next year,'
 he said, 'you will hold a son in your arms.'  But she said, 'No , my lord, do not deceive your servant.'
But the woman did conceive, and she gave birth to a son at he time that Elisha had said it would.
(2 Kings 4: 13-17)  New Jerusalem Bible 1994

*  There are many miracles recorded in Scripture but many of these miracles were done
through prophets and people of God.  When a miracle occured, it is not surprising that
some doubters will arise!  On the other hand, if one look closely---miracles are done
through the power and grace of God to increase people's faith.  It always have purposes
and are not done for the fancy of the prophets or of the saints.

"For nothing is impossible for God," as St Gabriel the Archangel said in the Annunciation
of the Lord.  This is the momentous time when Mother Mary, chosen by God Almighty to be the Mother of His Beloved Son.

If we believe and have only a grain of mustard seed of faith, anything is possible through God
alone or through the intercession of Mother Mary, St. Joseph, St Michael the Archangel, all of
the angels and saints.  But there is a condition!  Our faith must be solid and unconditional.
The Almighty God permits miracles through an unwavering heart or through a divine
intervention.

What is impossible for God?  Nothing!  If the universe is here in our midst, as the mist
or dew is on the leaves, what is impossible for the One who created everything even the
place where you are standing now?

For our God is an awesome God!  Be patient as He is patient with all of us.  Miracles happen in
His own time!  Our duty is just to wait and see how things unravel for us.  Why?  Because He is
GOD.  "Be still and know that He is GOD."

SPENCER'S STORY--PART-11 BY GEORGE KURIAN, FORMER EDITOR OF NEW WORLD

SPENCER'S STORY- PART-II By GEORGE KURIAN

(Adventures Of Mr. Spencer-Three Days Under The Bush-Part-II. Hope you have read the Introduction and the part I of the story.) New World

“Grandpa you might not believe me when I tell you that I was on a very important mission outside. By the way, can you give me a snack before I start my story?”
“OK.” I took interest in hearing the story. A packet of cat snacks lay on my nightstand, so I gave him a couple of pieces. After cracking them as if they were hard nuts, he lay on my shoulder and began his story.
“Grandpa, I have always been thankful to all of you for giving me shelter and food. I was proud to be loved and not homeless. So I wanted to return the favor. I wanted to do my duty. You know rats haunt our house. I took guard watching their movements and curtailing their activities. One day Grandma put a trap to catch them. I saw a big rat coming near the trap. As soon as I thought I had the golden opportunity to catch her, I got ready to pounce; but she smelled out the danger and made a u-turn. I slipped and got caught in the trap. Oops . . .! I tried to escape but I was stuck. I wanted to free myself before you all came in. I got out somehow, but I had to lick and lick my paws. How on earth you knew I was caught in the trap . . . I wondered. You were laughing and you started teasing me. Naturally, I got mad, but my anger was towards the rat. Even after Grandma wiped my paws with lotion, I had to lick my paws for three days in order to get them cleaned.”
“Out of my anger and frustration, I decided to wipe out the whole rat family. One day I got the chance. When the door was left open, I snuck out and ran into the bush.
(The Story Continues in Part III- Mr. Spencer The Cat finds the Rat and her family.
Please imagine what happens next !!!)
*All Rights reserved By The Author.

(Thanks to George Kurian for sharing with us this very interesting story about

Mr. Spencer, the Cat.  A brilliant fable, remember the stories of Aesop, the

literary great).  New World

Jane Pimenta: Writer of the Year for 2018 (Month Anniversary of New World---June 2018

Jane Pimenta:  Writer of the Year 2018

I am married, with two children and four grandchildren.  In 2001, one afternoon, while at a retreat at Potta,  I felt the Lord asked me to give his Word on email  (A few years earlier I studied the Word at Gregorian Seminary).  That night in the Potta chapel, the Lord gave me the message on Isaiah 49:6.  The second part of that verse captured my attention but I could not comprehend it... finally, I ignored those words thinking it was not for me...

With the prompting of the Holy Spirit, on August 21st 2001, I phoned 7 people and asked them if I may send them the Word of God on email.  They all agreed...they liked what I sent.  They sent my reflections to their contacts.  Then, more people's emails were given to me and they willingly forwarded my messages.   I have not had a break in this ministry from the day I started.

As emails  from  UK, USA, Canada, Singapore, Gulf Countries, Australia, cities in India began to come to me in appreciation I suddenly thought of the Lord's Word in Is 49:6 "A light to the nations."  God's Word was reaching many people of different countries and they were beginning to read the bible and pray...

As of today, I am actively involved in my church.   I teach the Bible every Thursday and I am also a part of the Women's Cell Group.  The Holy Spirit guided me along the way and I am happy that I answered the Lord, "Here I am, a handmaid of the Lord."

(Jane Pimenta is a true servant of the Lord.  The message of the Holy Spirit is evident in her reflections.  Thank you Jane for obeying the Lord and playing a great role in evangelisation!  Excellent).  Cynthia Abegail, Acting Editor for New World)

Editor in Chief:  Arianna Rose Kurian-Philip

FORGIVE ME LORD

Forgive me Lord

For all the thoughtless words that I have said, for all the unkind feelings in my head, forgive me Lord.  For all the goodness that I have done.  For all the praises left unsung, forgive me Lord.  For all the "thank you's" that I forgot to say and all the things I take for granted every day, forgive me Lord.  For all the times I chose the worldly ways, and trusted in its grand displays, forgive me Lord.  Remember me despite myself, make my heart one with the apostles twelve, live in me Lord.  Amen.

Come to me all you that are weary: Reflection by Prayer Aid

Come to Me, all you that are weary and are carrying heavy burdens, and I will give you rest.  Matthew 11:28

If today is a messy day, we do not have the inner calm or peace of mind, or clarity of thought we really want and need, let us not worry, let us just tear our focus away from what is bothering us and fix it on the Lord.   To the extent we can, let do all we have to aware that we are in His Presence, He is watching over us, and whenever we feel the fear getting out of hand let us stop and turn to Him and find peace.  The more we decide to believe that the Lord is faithful and live by faith we can overcome all challenges and grow in our faith.  We will find the calm, peace and clarity of mind only in Him… have a blessed day.

(Thank you to Jane of Prayer Aid Group for the good of trusting in the Lord at all times especially on storms in our lives.  We will get the peace of mind and calm in our struggles only in abiding Lord Jesus.  Excellent).  Cynthia in behalf of New World.

THE BEAUTY OF ANTARCTICA FORWARDED BY ABRAHAM G

 

Thanks Abraham G for this beautiful picture of Antarctica!

JUST MESMERIZING BEAUTY! GOD'S GIFT

OF BEAUTY!!!

HUMOR FORWARDED BY CHERIAN VARHESE

HUMOR: FORWARDED BY CHERIAN VARGHESE, CANADA JOKES CORNER
Husbands are husbands
A man was sitting reading his papers when his wife hit him round the head with a frying pan. 'What was that for?' the man asked. The wife replied 'That was for the piece of paper with the name Jenny on it that I found in your pants pocket'. The man then said 'When I was at the races last week Jenny was the name of the horse I bet on'
The wife apologized and went on with the housework. Three days later the man is watching TV when his wife bashes him on the head with an even bigger frying pan, knocking him unconscious.
Upon re-gaining consciousness the man asked why she had hit again. Wife replied: 'Your Horse phoned!!! ' 

THE WIDOW'S MITE

When we give to God, we give abundantly just like the widow who gave all what she has.  She trusted in the providence of God.  Indeed, God loves the cheerful giver!  In the same way, when we serve God, we do not give Him a fraction only of our time.  We dedicate our life to Him by loving and helping others.

FOR A REASON OR FOR A SEASON FORWARDED BY JEROME HINOG

FOR A REASON OR FOR A SEASON

People come into your life for a reason or for a season.

When someone is in your life for a reason, it is usually
for a need you have expressed. They have come to
assist you through difficulty, to provide you with guidance
or support.


They are there for the reason you need them to be. Then,
without any wrongdoing on your part, or at an inconvenient
time, this person will bring the relationship to an end. Some
times, they die or sometimes they just walk away.


Some people come into your life for a season, because they
have come to share, grow or learn. They bring you an
experience of peace or make you laugh. Sometimes they give
you unbelievable joy! Believe it is real, but only for a season.


Love is blind but friendship is fleeting...


Adapted
Jerome Hinog

WHY ME: POEM FORWARDED BY SHOBHANA NAIR

(We are sure, it is difficult to find great Poems in the modern literature but here is an exception.....Please read this great Poem "WHY ME ?" by our famous writer Ms.Shobhana Nair.This Poem depicts the quality and talent of a great Poetess.)New World Editorial Board

WHY ME ?

God, when the rain beats down
On every road and lane,
Why make me stand here alone
My heart filled with pain?
Life had begun normally
With a lot of ease;
When did You decide
To let the stresses increase?
My life flashes before my eyes
As I ask myself why
What did I do that was so bad
For You to make me so cry?
Weren’t less fortunate souls
Treated with care
Through my entire life
Any time, any where?
And yet,
all the insignificant memories
Of years gone by,
flood into me
Why did I not understand
That there were so many flaws to see?
Why can’t I look up at the sky
And applaud the beautiful sight
Of a universe made with love
And given to us for doing right?
I raise my eyes,
drenched with
The rain or is it my tears?
Please, God, I pray,
Will You Release me from all my fears?
I promise to treasure
This life that You gave me
Won’t You help me to utilise
All the positivity that You see?
And, one day, when You Invite me inside
Your pearly gate
Will You welcome me warmly
And take me into Your heart without hate ?
***Copy Rights solely with the author.
(All the Poems and other original features by our writers and Editors are copy righted. All rights with the writers only). 

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BE STILL IN THE PRESENCE OF THE LORD

Be still in the presence of the Lord, and wait patiently for him to act.  Ps 37:7

All of us have needs to be met.  We have dreams to realise, hopes unabated, worries on every details of our lives.  Sometimes, we wonder what is happening in our lives; misfortunes come and go, struggles in every aspect of our journey.

Then, we realise that there is no one to seek but only the Lord!  We prayed fervently that our problems will be solved.  We waited and sometimes the answer is:  "Not yet."  We fret and have tantrums, "Lord, please answer now."

My brothers and sisters, we are dealing with an Awesome God, the Owner of the Universe, the Great Creator!  We just have to be still, be calm and wait!!!  If we have all the answers at each petition at the exact time we would like answers to be, we are acting as if little gods to have things at our disposal whenever we wish things to be.  On the other hand, we have to show our confidence in Almighty God that He will fulfill the desires of our hearts at His own time for our better good.  This is the symbol of trust---unconditional trust in the One who can make wonders in our lives.  A complete surrender to the One who loves us whoever we are!  

In His presence, nothing matters.  As from the words of a great Saint, St Theresa of Avila, "Nothing matters, only God suffices."  Like a baby cradled by a mother on her breasts, let us lay down our hearts on the bosom of the Father,

___with our eyes adoring Him, with our ears sensitive to His voice and with a joy surpassing our imagination, still and confident that He will sustain us forever!

In Jesus Name,

Cynthia Abegail

pic credit:  Maria Munoz  (Thanks.  New World)

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.

THE PAINT BOX FORWARDED BY SR ELSIE BABY

BEAUTIFUL AND ENIGMATIC!

THANKS SR ELSIE BABY.

NEW WORLD