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Saturday, September 25, 2021

ALL I HAVE: POEM FORWARDED BY CYNTHIA ABEGAIL


                                         pic credit: FB

All I Have

The wonder and awe of your work
The eyes that can see the world
The ears that can hear chirping
All I have with joy ringing!


The love for you and the rest
The heart that feels not less
The feet that brings good news
All I have, thanks not blues!


The gaze at your Word so gentle
The looks of care not mellow
The compassion not shallow
All I have, I praise and hallow.


The courage in adversity
The modesty in eternity
The fortitude, not vanity
All I have is love for you!

All rights reserved: Cynthia Abegail

THE FLOWERS IN A MEADOW: POEM BY ARIANNA ROSE PHILIP


THE FLOWERS IN THE MEADOW: ARIANNA ROSE PHILIP


THE FLOWERS IN THE MEADOW
*********
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
********

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.



Nothing is impossible to God


SOUND OF MANY WATERS BY CYNTHIA ABEGAIL


                                         Thanks to FB for this stunning picture.  New World

SOUND OF MANY WATERS
John had a mystical experience, a rare vision,
With golden sash and with hair white as wool
Eyes like flame of fire and face shining as sun
In an island at Patmos; a revelation to man--

Messages: seven churches Ephesus and Sardis,
Tyatira, Pergamum, Philadelphia and Ephesus
Not to forget Symrna; the Lord who held stars
With feet as bronze who is "first and the last,"
Sound of many waters John heard of His voice
The voice from the Almighty, from Him alone!

Then he looked again, a door opened in heaven,
One seated on the throne looks like carnelian
O' jasper but around is a rainbow like emerald
Flashes--light, peals of thunder not really mild
Sound of many waters, a glorious voice of God
Sound of many waters, exalted in array of light!

(Inspired by the Book of Revelation)
All rights reserved: Cynthia Abegail

God provides; do not worry: Reflection by Prayer Aid (Jane Pimenta)

But if God so clothes the grass of the field,. Which is alive today and tomorrow is thrown into the over, will He not much more clothe you, you of little faith?  Matt 6:30
Electricity goes off frequently in God – one such night I got up and was walking towards our dining room groping my way around, dashing into chairs not put back into place,  kicking the kids stuff left on the ground.   Here I was sleepy, all I wanted was a glass of water – but could not reach it without groping.  The next day I was telling my husband what happened and while I talked to him I realised something.   All our problems, our stress, our anxiety and fears are periods of darkness, times when we find it difficult to cope.  The reason I am convinced is, that we keep groping for things, for people, in our darkness instead of turning to Jesus the Light of the World.  Let us look for God in times of darkness then we will not dash into chairs and stuff lying around on the ground! (Very true, we tend to worry too much.  Let us put unconditional trust in the Lord.  Superb reflection, thanks Jane).  Cynthia Abegail in behalf of New World.

LOVE'S COMING (John Shaw Neilson)



( New World Publication thank Cynthia Abegail for introducing John Shaw Neilson who has contributed a beautiful and meaningful poem for our Publication. Our readers will love such a wonderful poem. Thanks again) New World

LOVE'S COMING
Poem

Quietly as rosebuds
Talk to a thin air,
Love came so lightly
I knew not that he was there.

Quietly as lovers
Creep at the middle moon,
Softly as players tremble
In the tears of a tune;

Quietly as lilies
Their faint vows declare
Came the shy pilgrim:
I knew not he was there...

Without hail or tempest,
Blue sword or flame,
Love came so lightly
I knew not that he came.



John Shaw Neilson

Source: Mark ' Connor, Australian Poetry.

Friday, September 24, 2021

St Roch, Patron against the plagues


GOD'S STEADFAST LOVE by Cynthia Abegail

Do not, O Lord, withhold your mercy from me.  Let your steadfast love and your faithfulness keep me safe forever. 

 Ps 40: 11

Sometimes, we overlook the truth that our safety depends upon God.  At one command of God,
angels will rush at our side to protect us.  But, we sometimes wonder why still bad things happen to us.  First, we are not immune from trials of the Lord.  God test also our faithfulness for He test his
most faithful ones, like in the story of Job and Abraham.  Secondly, we are not immune from 
temptations.  At times , we yield and sin against God Almighty.  He loves us, yet we also get the
consequences of our choices.  

The best protection for us is attendance of Holy Mass.  Then when we read the Word of God, the sword of the Spirit, we are protected, too.  We also need to pray always to ask God for more strength to combat sin whose wages is death of one's soul and body.  One good way is to praise God at all times because God dwells in the praises of His people!  Thus, God's grace keep us safe, nothing else!

Quote from St Theresa of Avila


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

(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

Karnataka Falls in India forwarded by Boban and Molly Group



Just beautiful!  Thanks Abraham G and Boban and Molly Group

Act of Solidarity during the flood/ Thanks be to God: A Short Story by Naty MEJIA

 


Short Story of Naty Mejia


Thanks from New World


It had been raining for days in Balanga, Bataan, Philippines.  At that time, my children are in grade school and my youngest one is in Kinder.  It was a difficult time because my husband is working overseas and I do not have a helper or even a housekeeper.  I was the only one at home with my children.


As we are just new in our neighbourhood in our newly-built home, our good neighbours warned me that there might be a flood.  Hence, I must be prepared, they advised!


I went out to buy necessities such as candles, batteries and the most important was food in this calamity.


By 3 pm, the water began entering the garage, so I hurriedly put the table for my seven small pet dogs just in case the water enter our terrace.  Yes, and the flood entered our home.  With anxiety, there’s nothing we can do but pray! 🙏


It was a great blessing that there were lady agents living in the next house who promptly helped us.  When they saw the dogs swimming out of the gate, they frantically jumped in the water and got the dogs!  What kind and golden-hearted people!


The neighbours across our house threw a long rope unto our house.  Then, they tied it to a sturdy post.  They rescued us and told us with empathy to transfer temporarily to their house as it has a second floor.


I will never forget this act of solidarity and kindness of my neighbours.  One will realise that we need one another; no man is an island!


Most of all, I would like to thank the Lord for His everlasting goodness and mercy.  God is always here with us and send us help through good people.  Thank you Lord forever and ever!  We love you ♥️♥️♥️.


(Thank you Naty for this beautiful and touching story about your experience with the flood.  Superb!). Cynthia Abegail for New World

Colourful Imagery by Pininterest (Thanks)


A colourful Aurora by Pininterest.com.au (Thanks)


Thursday, September 23, 2021

WITHOUT YOU/BY CYNTHIA ABEGAIL

This is a love poem dedicated to couples and lovers, young and old alike...


WITHOUT YOU Without you, summer seems winter so icy Much a spring barren of flowers like a lily Autumn that sweeps the leaves of colour Like cold season, dreary O' dark oat lore! Without you, tears flow as drops of sienna.  (Excerpt of the poem)