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Thursday, January 16, 2020
THE CHICK AND THE EGG: SHORT STORY (E-BOOK) BY ARIANNA ROSE PHILIP
YOUNG ARIANNA'S(NOW about 12 YEARS OLD) E. BOOK/PAPERBACK BY WWW.AMAZON.COM
Arianna is a sweet, imaginative, and humorous seven year old first grader (now older) who has enjoyed creating stories before she could write. I recall her dictating stories to whoever was sitting closest to her. I believe Arianna's passion for writing stories and poems comes from a combination of her special talents, her grandfather, a writer himself, and from her preschool experience that taught based on a Reggio Emilia approach. Arianna learned early on to observe the simplest of details in nature such as the petals on a flower or the leaves on a tree. Her observations along with her imagination are the source of her poems and stories.
Author: Arianna Rose Philip,
Book work & reviews executed by:
AVAILABLE AT www.amazon.com
THE CHICK AND THE EGG (E-BOOK)
Arianna is a sweet, imaginative, and humorous seven year old first grader (now older) who has enjoyed creating stories before she could write. I recall her dictating stories to whoever was sitting closest to her. I believe Arianna's passion for writing stories and poems comes from a combination of her special talents, her grandfather, a writer himself, and from her preschool experience that taught based on a Reggio Emilia approach. Arianna learned early on to observe the simplest of details in nature such as the petals on a flower or the leaves on a tree. Her observations along with her imagination are the source of her poems and stories.
Author: Arianna Rose Philip,
Book work & reviews executed by:
George Abraham, Prof. Dr. Joy T Kunjappu, Mr. Sudhir Panikkaveetil, and Ms. Cynthia Abegail Bernardo
(Please support our young, brilliant short story teller and poetess).
Cynthia AbegailAVAILABLE AT www.amazon.com
FOREST WATERFALL WINTER SCENE: FOREST WANDER NATURE PHOTOGRAPHY FORWARDED BY CYNTHIA ABEGAIL
THANKS TO FOREST WANDER PHOTOGRAPHY!
It's a waterfall down into a ravine in West Virginia.
Beautiful in winter... (New World)
Seeking the Kingdom of God is like climbing a mountain
It's not easy to trek a mountain, much more with Mount Everest. The feat needs endurance and strength and many have lost their lives climbing.
To climb a mountain is not for the faint hearted. First, it needs bodily strength and strong will. In a similar way, the life of a Christian needs strength to combat temptations all around. This spiritual strength does not come automatically. One has to love God with all his:her heart, all of his mind and with all his strength. Our spiritual battle needs the armour of God. We have to pray always regularly to receive graces and gifts. We have to read the Holy Bible to listen to what God says. We have to sow peace and love with our neighbours. We need to ask God's grace to be able to do all of this. For we are not saved by our own works but by the grace of God.
We have to ask God for a strong will and determination to shoo away the undesirable voice that can usurp us. However, God grant us free will to choose. If the temptation seems strong, ignore it and do not dwell in it because it's a trap that will lead to spiritual death.
The litmus test of succumbing or not is: "Does God likes this?If God does not like it, then we also do not like it! Who is our God?
Before we arrive at the zenith of the mountain, we may lose interest and go down again. In a metaphoric way, we go back to our old ways, sins, wayward life. This is possible because of our weak nature and concupiscence. Let us pray that even if we stumble that God will forgive us. Then, we climb again towards our quest--God.
Let us pray that we will not be daunted, that our focus is on God and not on the vices of the world, which separates us from Him. In Jesus Name, Amen.
THE WOMAN WITH THE GINGER HAIR/CYNTHIA ABEGAIL'S COLUMN
THE WOMAN WITH THE GINGER HAIR
(SHORT STORY)
Therese was new to the school, so she is having quite
an adjustment to the staff and to the setting in general.
After a break of three months from work due to
unavoidable circumstances, she is now ready to
embark in her new adventure. She is assigned to
assist the teachers in the myriad of their daily needs
and what could not be an exciting low profile job than this?
Well, she miss the students too but this is the job that she can
juggle all of her responsibilities in life.
O' the principal is just great! He is a humble and unassuming
person with this kind of strange beard! Anyway, he is the
type of person who will not be behind your back always, so
Therese was motivated to work. She likes those kind of people
who are trusting and kind. She swooped on the job with awesome
perfection that she got a salary increase every three months.
The vice principal is also wonderful; a dignified and considerate lady
who allows people to be independent and do their job without much
hassles. And the admin coordinator allows her to take leave during
emergencies that she sighs, "What a fantastic school! I think I am
going to enjoy my stay here!
But, let us go to the most important part of this adventure. On
Therese's second week in this school, she met Zsa- Zsa, the lady with
a bright ginger hair. Zsa- Zsa spoke, "Hi! I have heard that you are
new to the school. I am Zsa-Zsa by the way. Hope you like it here!
Therese replied, "I am reallyenjoying every minute of my stay here."
Zsa-Zsa said, "Join me for a cuppa, it is recess time already." Therese
smiled, "Sure!
On their first encounter in the staff room, she admired the warmth
and sincerity of Zsa- Zsa. She is an intelligent woman, a widow in her
late forties; with Scottish -English looks and Therese thinks she is
an exuberant and wonderful lady.
One day, she saw Zsa-Zsa with disheveled hair and with misty eyes.
Therese asked, "What's the matter, Zsa, anything wrong? Zsa-Zsa
told her about her problems with her children. She could not cope with
them. Therese tried to console her but to no avail.
After a month, Zsa-Zsa confessed to her that she had a slight depression
at times. At those periods, she will not like to go to school and just stay
at home and she is also under medication. Therese admired her honesty
and she even loved her more as a close friend.
On another occassion, she is very exhilarated; seemed to be over the moon.
Now, she understands; she has bouts of alternating moods from extreme joy
to depression. Even though Therese knew that Zsa-Zsa is not normal in her
mental state, she treats her quite the same. Actually, she had even more
compassion for her.
Therese gave her a copy of prayers that may help her, but most of all she
spend more time with her in lunchtime to connect and to chat. The woman
with the ginger hair gave her an opportunity to be human, to have
solidarity with the marginalised in our world. She remembered a passage
in Scripture, "Have you fed the hungry, clothed the naked...." The Lord
said, "What you have done to the least of your brethren, you have done for me."
*Moral: If there is an opportunity for us to do good to our brothers and sisters,
do it now. Do not defer it. Let us do it for the love of our Lord!
All rights reserved: Cynthia Abegail
(It is a beautiful story with a great moral. Thanks Cynthia for this wonderful
contribution)
New World
Label: cynthiaabegailshortstory
(SHORT STORY)
Therese was new to the school, so she is having quite
an adjustment to the staff and to the setting in general.
After a break of three months from work due to
unavoidable circumstances, she is now ready to
embark in her new adventure. She is assigned to
assist the teachers in the myriad of their daily needs
and what could not be an exciting low profile job than this?
Well, she miss the students too but this is the job that she can
juggle all of her responsibilities in life.
O' the principal is just great! He is a humble and unassuming
person with this kind of strange beard! Anyway, he is the
type of person who will not be behind your back always, so
Therese was motivated to work. She likes those kind of people
who are trusting and kind. She swooped on the job with awesome
perfection that she got a salary increase every three months.
The vice principal is also wonderful; a dignified and considerate lady
who allows people to be independent and do their job without much
hassles. And the admin coordinator allows her to take leave during
emergencies that she sighs, "What a fantastic school! I think I am
going to enjoy my stay here!
But, let us go to the most important part of this adventure. On
Therese's second week in this school, she met Zsa- Zsa, the lady with
a bright ginger hair. Zsa- Zsa spoke, "Hi! I have heard that you are
new to the school. I am Zsa-Zsa by the way. Hope you like it here!
Therese replied, "I am reallyenjoying every minute of my stay here."
Zsa-Zsa said, "Join me for a cuppa, it is recess time already." Therese
smiled, "Sure!
On their first encounter in the staff room, she admired the warmth
and sincerity of Zsa- Zsa. She is an intelligent woman, a widow in her
late forties; with Scottish -English looks and Therese thinks she is
an exuberant and wonderful lady.
One day, she saw Zsa-Zsa with disheveled hair and with misty eyes.
Therese asked, "What's the matter, Zsa, anything wrong? Zsa-Zsa
told her about her problems with her children. She could not cope with
them. Therese tried to console her but to no avail.
After a month, Zsa-Zsa confessed to her that she had a slight depression
at times. At those periods, she will not like to go to school and just stay
at home and she is also under medication. Therese admired her honesty
and she even loved her more as a close friend.
On another occassion, she is very exhilarated; seemed to be over the moon.
Now, she understands; she has bouts of alternating moods from extreme joy
to depression. Even though Therese knew that Zsa-Zsa is not normal in her
mental state, she treats her quite the same. Actually, she had even more
compassion for her.
Therese gave her a copy of prayers that may help her, but most of all she
spend more time with her in lunchtime to connect and to chat. The woman
with the ginger hair gave her an opportunity to be human, to have
solidarity with the marginalised in our world. She remembered a passage
in Scripture, "Have you fed the hungry, clothed the naked...." The Lord
said, "What you have done to the least of your brethren, you have done for me."
*Moral: If there is an opportunity for us to do good to our brothers and sisters,
do it now. Do not defer it. Let us do it for the love of our Lord!
All rights reserved: Cynthia Abegail
(It is a beautiful story with a great moral. Thanks Cynthia for this wonderful
contribution)
New World
Label: cynthiaabegailshortstory
SERENE AND ENIGMATIC: SHORT STORY BY MARIA CASSIA
SERENE AND ENIGMATIC
It is a dreary afternoon, with snowflakes breezing on my face!
Here I go again, another day of listening to this mysterious
professor who seem to know the atlas of the world, but never
had any clue on what is going all over the place!
"Hi Nikita, have you read the article about the philosophers in
the Middle Ages?" Nikita replied, "Oh no, I attended a dinner
for my fiancee's birthday. Is he going to have a roll call?" I
answered with a tease, "You are the first one on the list."
Speaking of the saint, here he passed again. As usual, he is wearing
that same black and white ensemble with the same strange beard.
"O' Nikita, have you seen Prof. James?" Nikita replied, "Well,
well, of course. What a teacher, he never miss to answer Joey's
questions, that naughty smart guy. By the way, why you do not
ask a question this semester?" I replied, "I am afraid to ask a question,
I think I was able to stalemate him a bit and I really did not mean it.
No, do not worry; he may have forgotten it."
Prof James entered the room with an air of dignity. One can't hear any
sound. There's a sound of silence, just like, you know the song of Simon
and Garfunkel. Everybody just seem to write notes; and everything he says.
Guess what, I thought, he is amused.
Prof James said, "I would like your essay on time because I will be on holiday."
I whispered to Nikita, "Are you ready?" Nikita wryly smiled, "I haven't even
started. I will race it in a week." How about you? I said, "I am halfway, but
I think I will be fine."
Then the time passed and it's over. I bravely asked a question while he is not busy.
Prof. James, "Do you think this phase of my essay is alright?'
He answered, "Well, you have to convince me it's alright." I thought, "What an
answer!" Upon pondering, "Well, I think he is right. But on second thought, this
professor is difficult to please. I need to pray and work harder tonight."
Then, the semester ended. I have felt a sense of relief. Well, he is really brilliant, but
he has no clue of the affective sphere of other's feelings. Yes, O' yes--- teachers are quite
different. What I know is Prof James is just serene and enigmatic.
But he had an impact on me. I now started to play Suduko to increase my
speed and vivacity! Then after one year, I will enrol in his subject. Yes, and
he will be amazed, "Isn't this the student who just never had a clue on philosophy?
How she's brilliant! Well folks, it is never bad to dream sometimes, isn't it?
Cheers!
All rights reserved: Maria Cassia
It is a dreary afternoon, with snowflakes breezing on my face!
Here I go again, another day of listening to this mysterious
professor who seem to know the atlas of the world, but never
had any clue on what is going all over the place!
"Hi Nikita, have you read the article about the philosophers in
the Middle Ages?" Nikita replied, "Oh no, I attended a dinner
for my fiancee's birthday. Is he going to have a roll call?" I
answered with a tease, "You are the first one on the list."
Speaking of the saint, here he passed again. As usual, he is wearing
that same black and white ensemble with the same strange beard.
"O' Nikita, have you seen Prof. James?" Nikita replied, "Well,
well, of course. What a teacher, he never miss to answer Joey's
questions, that naughty smart guy. By the way, why you do not
ask a question this semester?" I replied, "I am afraid to ask a question,
I think I was able to stalemate him a bit and I really did not mean it.
No, do not worry; he may have forgotten it."
Prof James entered the room with an air of dignity. One can't hear any
sound. There's a sound of silence, just like, you know the song of Simon
and Garfunkel. Everybody just seem to write notes; and everything he says.
Guess what, I thought, he is amused.
Prof James said, "I would like your essay on time because I will be on holiday."
I whispered to Nikita, "Are you ready?" Nikita wryly smiled, "I haven't even
started. I will race it in a week." How about you? I said, "I am halfway, but
I think I will be fine."
Then the time passed and it's over. I bravely asked a question while he is not busy.
Prof. James, "Do you think this phase of my essay is alright?'
He answered, "Well, you have to convince me it's alright." I thought, "What an
answer!" Upon pondering, "Well, I think he is right. But on second thought, this
professor is difficult to please. I need to pray and work harder tonight."
Then, the semester ended. I have felt a sense of relief. Well, he is really brilliant, but
he has no clue of the affective sphere of other's feelings. Yes, O' yes--- teachers are quite
different. What I know is Prof James is just serene and enigmatic.
But he had an impact on me. I now started to play Suduko to increase my
speed and vivacity! Then after one year, I will enrol in his subject. Yes, and
he will be amazed, "Isn't this the student who just never had a clue on philosophy?
How she's brilliant! Well folks, it is never bad to dream sometimes, isn't it?
Cheers!
All rights reserved: Maria Cassia
TRUE MAN OF GOD#CYNTHIA ABEGAIL
TRUE MAN OF GOD
It was one pensive afternoon and Lily was preparing
her reflections for the week. Suddenly, a man of
somewhat Polish descent bothered her stillness
and calm. "Hi, I am Fr. Vhok, new in the parish and
I realise you are leading a group here. Sorry, to bother
you but I would like to introduce myself to the
community." Lily replied, "That's alright Fr., I have
heard that you are the new Asst. Priest. The admin
were all praises about you. "O, I'm just an ordinary
old bloke, see you around," Fr Vhok replied.
Jenny and Lily were curious about this new priest.
He delivers deep sermons, not casual but really
the ones which have class of it's own. He is quite
bald at the back of his head, so they thought he
must have studied so much in the seminary.
Once, Lily had a close encounter with the popular priest
and now she understands why. Fr. Vhok is sincere, down
to earth unlike other people who could be in the ivory tower
or in a pedestal. What more, he had that sense of humor
that will let you burst into laughter.
On one occasion, a gathering with the South Americans
was held. Guess what, Fr. Vhok knows how to dance the
Brazilian dance and all of them just laughed with all delight.
He knows how to adapt to all level of people and he does not
think that he is better than anyone else.
When Lily meet him anywhere, he had that childish but
polite smile of a friend. Everyone is comfortable with
the new priest. He is a man for the people and he exudes
a humility that is beyond understanding for a man trained
in the highest institution of learning in Theology, with honors.
Lily and her friends enjoyed working with the cool, bright
and caring priest. Then, it's time for Lily to move to another
parish. He is one of the people she is going to miss because
she grew up spiritually with Fr. Vhok, a true man of God!
There are many of them, but Lily thinks Fr. Vhok is one of a
kind. How he leads people to heaven!
All rights reserved: Cynthia Abegail
It was one pensive afternoon and Lily was preparing
her reflections for the week. Suddenly, a man of
somewhat Polish descent bothered her stillness
and calm. "Hi, I am Fr. Vhok, new in the parish and
I realise you are leading a group here. Sorry, to bother
you but I would like to introduce myself to the
community." Lily replied, "That's alright Fr., I have
heard that you are the new Asst. Priest. The admin
were all praises about you. "O, I'm just an ordinary
old bloke, see you around," Fr Vhok replied.
Jenny and Lily were curious about this new priest.
He delivers deep sermons, not casual but really
the ones which have class of it's own. He is quite
bald at the back of his head, so they thought he
must have studied so much in the seminary.
Once, Lily had a close encounter with the popular priest
and now she understands why. Fr. Vhok is sincere, down
to earth unlike other people who could be in the ivory tower
or in a pedestal. What more, he had that sense of humor
that will let you burst into laughter.
On one occasion, a gathering with the South Americans
was held. Guess what, Fr. Vhok knows how to dance the
Brazilian dance and all of them just laughed with all delight.
He knows how to adapt to all level of people and he does not
think that he is better than anyone else.
When Lily meet him anywhere, he had that childish but
polite smile of a friend. Everyone is comfortable with
the new priest. He is a man for the people and he exudes
a humility that is beyond understanding for a man trained
in the highest institution of learning in Theology, with honors.
Lily and her friends enjoyed working with the cool, bright
and caring priest. Then, it's time for Lily to move to another
parish. He is one of the people she is going to miss because
she grew up spiritually with Fr. Vhok, a true man of God!
There are many of them, but Lily thinks Fr. Vhok is one of a
kind. How he leads people to heaven!
All rights reserved: Cynthia Abegail
Wednesday, January 15, 2020
MOTHER MARY, MOTHER OF THE CHURCH: PICTURE BY www.wallsave.com
WHERE JESUS IS, MOTHER MARY IS
THERE! MOTHER MARY, MOTHER OF
CHURCH.
YOU NEED TO SMILE FORWARDED BY ABRAHAM G
YOU NEED TO SMILE: BY ABRAHAM G
This is from me to you because you are so Special!
Dream......... ..makes all things possible
And for that you need to smile.
Abraham G
Dream......... ..makes all things possible
Hope..............makes all things work
Love ..............makes all things beautiful
Smile..............makes all above work possible
The happiest people in the world are not those who have no problems, but those who learn to live with things that are less than perfect.
Happiness always looks small when you hold it in your hands... But when you learn to share it , you will realize how big and precious it is!! And for that you need to smile.
Abraham G
“Go home, you son will live, thus says the Lord: Reflection by Cynthia Abegail
“And there was a court official whose son was ill at Capernaum; hearing that Jesus had arrived in Galilee from Judaea, he went and asked him to come and cure his son, as he was at the point of death. Jesus said to him, “Unless you see signs and portents, you will not believe!” ‘Sir, answered the official, come down before my child dies.’ “Go home, said Jesus, your son will live.’ (Jn 4: 46b-50)
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The Lord has to say it only once, and it will be done! Unlike us, we have to repeat words all over and over again.
Unconditional faith, nothing more! When the Lord said, “Your son will live.” That’s it! No more questions. The Lord holds the universe in His hands. Is there anything too difficult for the Lord? The Lord who changed water 💦 into wine? The Lord who healed the paralytic and gave sight to the blind? What else do we need?
Our attitude should be: Lord, if it is your will, Thine will be done. I trust in you and I love you...
Dear Lord, we believe in all miracles that you do. Please give us hearts that simply trust and have total confidence in Thee. That we may fully surrender everything to you, our family, our work, our very own life and dreams or yearnings. We attest our love for you and may we always see the light of day. Through the intercession of Mother Mary, St Joseph, St Michael the Archangel, all the angels and saints, In Jesus Name. 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.
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