Reverse Thunder #devotion

storms end


I hear thunder in the distance

rolling onward like the waves

gaining power it surges  forward

and like a child I am afraid

flash and pounding ever stronger

seconds now and it will hit

dark the clouds and growing closer

blowing fragile tree to bits

it has stopped and hovers o’er me

a distinct voice of one I love

in the whispers it is calming

begging help from God above


Reverse Thunder

whispered prayers become a shout

God listens


I read an inspiring devotion about ‘Reverse Thunder’ and the power that prayer has. With our world in such tumult, we can turn our prayers into a reverse thunder – an energy that can be focussed in   fervent loving appeal.


In my distress I called to the Lord; I cried to my God for help. From his temple he heard my voice; my cry came before him, into his ears.

Psalms 18:6


“Devote yourselves to prayer, being watchful and thankful.”

Colossians 4:2

“From the end of the earth I call to You when my heart is faint; Lead me to the rock that is higher than I. ”

Psalms 61:2

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I Want to Play #ebola #children


We can help these children. Please check out the project to raise money for children orphaned by Ebola.

Originally posted on Fill the cracks:

kids playing watermark

Give me a soccer ball

for friends and I to play

fast legs can run and dodge

keep the other team away

Oh Give me food to eat

I’m weary from disease

so many lives were lost

help us will you please

Ebola it took so much

my mommy and my dad

my little sister’s still alive

she’s really all I have

My job is to be a boy

can you lend a helping hand

please give me back my strength

so I can grow to be a man

This poem is intended to give a voice to the children who miraculously survived the dreaded Ebola disease and now have to find a way to survive each day. Can you imagine an older brother who feels responsible for his younger siblings? The weight is a burdensome one anything we can do to help will lighten the load of these dear…

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The Most Beautiful Flower Seller I Have Ever Seen

Originally posted on A Few Handpicked Things in Life:

Before reading the post, you might want to know these:
Paati – Grandmother in Tamil
Thatha – Grandfather in Tamil
Papa – In Tamil Nadu, people call younger ones Papa in an endearing way. It means Baby.
Muzham – A unit of measurement. Flowers are sold in muzhams. 1 muzham=the length between the fist and elbow. 

A few months back, I went to Palarivattom junction nearby to buy a flower garland. There are many flower sellers there and so I was on the lookout for the freshest flowers when I saw an old lady on the footpath.

She was very old. Too old not just for selling flowers, but for doing any work. I decided that I would buy it from her. Knowing that she was a Tamilian, I asked her in my broken Tamil.

“Hi Paati, how much does it cost?”

“Do you want it for Saami (God’s) photo?”

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Your Move #chess #haiku

ck mate, king

Queen’s gambit

a field of black and white

everything to lose

shogi blood

Shoji drop rule

generals switch loyalties

all to kill O-Sho

The prompt for Carpe Diem Haiku Kai is Chess Game.

I have been intending to learn the game of Shoji so this gave me an opportunity to study some of the differences of the game.

The lower shoji photograph is me playing with a book cover for one of the authors I am working with.