Ehrlich de Sousa and Suzette de Sousa have been married for 31 years. They have been a part of CFCI, in Porvorim Goa for 24 years. They would like to share their experiences, lessons learnt and how life has changed after encountering the Lord. Continue reading
The sun shone brightly on the Monday morning of 10th June 2019, and as usual, I went for my tally classes. All of a sudden, while returning to my bike, I saw a taxi heading my way. I stood still as there was no space to move, and suddenly it happened. The taxi rammed into my left foot leaving it bruised and injured. Continue reading
Going through the Christian life seminar over the past three months has been a life-changing journey for me. When I had just begun participating, I was burdened with the need to find a job and was struggling with strained relationships with my family. However, as I learnt about God’s love and came to understand His personal love for me, I was moved to build a personal relationship with my Heavenly Father and wanted to strive to be a child of God. My relationship grew with God and slowly but surely, my relationships at home improved too. Continue reading
As the aeroplane began its descent into the sand pit that was to be my home for the next 7 and a half years, I had a sinking feeling in my heart. As much as I wanted to explore the world as a flight attendant, I didn’t want to be so far away from my family and friends in an unknown land. My first day in my new home in Qatar was very lonely and a tad bit scary. As a 20-year-old, fresh out of university, I had not fully learnt how to be a responsible adult. Almost overnight my life had changed. I had moved away from family in times preceding the invention of Whatsapp and high-speed internet (if you can remember those frustrating dial-up days). Calling to talk to them was hard and really expensive. The one thing that did not change was my regular partaking of the Eucharist. The church and the Eucharist were the things that were a constant in my life and something I could hold on to. Even though the closest church was about 40 minutes each way, I made it a point to go for Mass at least once a week. However, without the backing of the community, my personal prayer time and my spiritual life, in general, began to stagnate. My spiritual life began looking somewhat like my surroundings: dry and without much life. Continue reading
