“For neither herb nor poultice cured them, but it was your word, O Lord that heals all people”
Our life changed in a blink of an eye when we were at a birthday party and our little baby got her first seizure. We called 911 and we were taken to the ER. We were sent home with a diagnosis of syncope (fainting) or an absence seizure. We were unaware that this trip to the hospital was going to be a regular affair for us in the coming months. Continue reading
My God is my rock, in whom I take refuge, my shield and the horn of my salvation. He is my stronghold, my refuge and my Savior— from violent threats you save us.
~ 2 Samuel 22:3
It was the 9th of February, 2019. My wife Sharel, 4year old daughter Andrea, 3month old son Aiden and I set out to Mangalore at dawn. As we were driving at around 8.30am we found ourselves in a life-threatening situation. Our car was at a high speed on the Hassan highway with my wife driving. All of a sudden, she dozed off, probably due to the fatigue of the previous night with the baby. I too was exhausted after work. Before we knew what was happening, our car toppled multiple times on the road before it came to a halt. Continue reading
In 2015, I went to my native to visit my family after 3 years. During my stay, I was a victim of a robbery.
I was going to the embassy for a visa application and on my way, a person came to me asking for help. The person spoke in English and asked me about a place I didn’t know and he was insisting on it. I had my bag with me and in it, I had my laptop, passport, yellow card, diploma certificate, other certificates and all the necessary documents required for the visa application. Continue reading
Before joining CFCI I didn’t really know how to pray. I wanted to, but I didn’t have anyone to guide me. I used to treat God more like a shopkeeper. I would only turn to him to ask for favours, and even if I would pray a little, I felt I was doing God a favour.
While I was in Goa, I was shy to pray in front of family or anyone else. Even when I would go for retreats I would never be able to close my eyes, but I would laugh at the others praying. If anything would go wrong in my life, I would end up blaming God for it and felt it was useless to pray. Continue reading