EASTER!!!!!

Why was Jesus born in a Carpenter's house???

If God wanted...He could have chosen a rich man's house....
If God wanted....He could have chosen a poor man's house....
Or even a doctor's house.....
but why a carpenter's house???

The answer is.....
When Jesus would cut wood and hammer nails....
He would remember His aim as to why He came on this earth...
" For even the Son of Man did not come to be served, but to serve, and to give his life as a ransom for many Mark 10:45."
Imagine the agony.......
When He would cut the wood, He would think about how on this piece of wood He would be hanging, and the nails He was hammering...4 of them would be nailed into HIM...
WHY???
So that we can have a life of Mercy and Grace.
A life of freedom and a Promise....
"Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy set before him endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God Hebrews 12:2"
He is Coming AGAIN!!!!!!!!

YOU ARE WHO YOU ARE FOR A REASON.

you're part of an intricate plan.

you're a precious abd perfect unique design,

called God's special woman or man.

You look like you look for a reason.

our God made no mistake.

He knit you together within the womb,

you're just what He wanted to make.

The parents you have are the ones He chose,

and no matter how you may feel,

they are custom - designed with God's plan in mind,

and they bear the Master's seal.

No, that trauma you faced was not easy.

and God wept that it hurt you so;

but it was allowed to shape your heart

so that into His likeness you'd grow.

You are who you are for a reason,

you've been formed by the Master's rod.

you are who you are, beloved,

Because there is a God!

by- Russell Kelfer

This above poem is from a book called "The Purpose Driven Life by- Rick Warren"

Now this book holds a miracle for me which took place in matku ghat mela. I have been looking for this book in nagpur and could not find it anywhere but when i went to that mela with only a purpose of roaming around and having fun but God has a different purpose, I got this book as a gift from my dad's classmate. I was overwhelmed when he came to me and said "i got this book for u, it is really good. i hope u lyk it" and i cud not contain the joy inside me. hahhahahahahhaha..............

........hmmmm have i given up???
well niru there is no answer to such question...i am not sure myself if i've given up.
ahh it is soo cold here it is not funny. Nagpur, (the city where i live) being in the middle of India is cold in this month. hello!!! it is supposed to be hot.....what is happening to the world?
oh i'm missing the sand in Jaisalmer...................
ok our family is planning on going to a mela (a fare). this fare is very different though. almost a decade ago when my grandpa was the chairman of this so called matku ghat mela in Madya Pradesh, it was well known for its Spirituality and was labled as a spiritual mela.....hmmm but now as generation has changed.....the mela still exists and so does the spirituality BUT people seem to be using God as a curtain to attend the mela to find a perfect match for them....lol i personally would prefer calling it a match making mela...lol. i am told stories about the mela as how amazing the time was in "those" days when Sadhu Sundar Singh came and visited and it poured with rain but no one got wet....it was outdoors..... i was imagening the sight when the great man of God spoke with such power of the Holy Spirit that the covering of the Holy Angels didnt let anyone get wet in that huge storm which brought down a tree flat on the ground.....smash!!!! yes! i am soo highly excited to go visit this mela but surely not to go and find a match for myself.....hehehahhahaha.....
will let u know how it was when i come back :)

well i really have no idea about what i am gonna rite here. i know i might sound a lil lost and confused at da mo... but wat to do. circumstances coz us to be dat way....

i donno if you have ever noticed dat verse in da Bible. it goes lyk dis, " A good name is more precious than an expensive perfume! the day of your death is more imp. than da day of ur birth"
now wat does this good name mean?? i have spent almost a whole week thinkin abt it. a good name...a good name...does it mean dat ur name or ur status??? i have no clue...
have u ever thought how important can ur name be???
we need our name for our identity. we need it to be certified, to be called, to be listened to, to be written.....written in da big 'book of life'
hmm dats sumthing to think about....we keep sayin dat our good deeds are written in da book of life but do we ever make any effort to be so much more precious then an expensive perfume, dat perfume which was poured on Jesus....is our name so precious???
and another one...da day die is more imp than da day we were born.... it is lyk sayin....it is not imp how u started ur race of life but how u ended it....
have u ever thought dat people can appreciate u on ur face but its when u die dat they tell u da truth about u. just think no one will ever lie about u.
got to go...
more later......

highly pathetic...

well well i guess i have proven myself pathetic at this blog thing....lol..i probably dont have enuf insite to put in....lol...

The Mayonnaise Jar and 2 Cups of Coffee

When things in your lives seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar and the 2 cups of coffee.

A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, he wordlessly picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.

The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.

The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with an unanimous "yes."

The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.

"Now," said the professor as the laughter subsided, "I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things--your family, your children, your health, your friends and your favorite passions---and if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.

The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house and your car.The sand is everything else---the small stuff. "If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff you will never have room for the things that are important to you. "Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your spouse out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal. Take care of the golf balls first---the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand."

One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented. The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked.It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend."

God made women SPECIAL!!!!!!

By the time the Lord made woman, he was into his sixth day of working> overtime. An angel appeared and said, "Why are you spending so much> time on this one?" And the Lord answered, "Have you seen my spec sheet > on her?>> She has to be completely washable, but not plastic, have over 200> movable parts, all replaceable and able to run on diet coke and> leftovers, have a lap that can hold four children at one time, have a > kiss that can cure anything from a scraped knee to a broken heart-and> she will do everything with only two hands.">> The angel was astounded at the requirements. "Only two hands! No way! > And that's just on the standard model? That's too much work for one> day. Wait until tomorrow to finish." "But I won't," the Lord> protested. "I am so close to finishing this creation that is so close > to my own heart. She already heals herself when she is sick AND can> work 18 hour days." The angel moved closer and touched the woman. "But> you have made her so soft, Lord." "She is soft," the Lord agreed, "but > I have also made her tough. You have no idea What she can endure or> accomplish.">> Will she be able to think?" asked the angel. The Lord replied, "Not> only will she be able to think, she will be able to reason and > negotiate.">> The angel then noticed something, and reaching out, touched the> woman's cheek.>> "Oops, it looks like you have a leak in this model. I told you that > you were trying to put too much into this one." "That's not a leak,"> the Lord corrected, "that's a tear!" "What's the tear for?" the angel> asked. The Lord said, "The tear is her way of expressing her joy, her > sorrow, her pain, her disappointment, her love, her loneliness, her> grief and her pride.">> The angel was impressed. "You are a genius, Lord. You thought of> everything! Woman is truly amazing." >> And she is! Women have strengths that amaze men. They bear hardships> and they carry burdens, but they hold happiness, love and joy. They> smile when they want to scream. They sing when they want to cry. They > cry when they are happy and laugh when they are nervous. They fight> for what they believe in.>> They stand up to injustice. They don't take "no" for an answer when> they believe there is a better solution. They go without so their > family can have. They go to the doctor with a frightened friend. They> love unconditionally. They cry when their children excel and cheer> when their friends get awards. They are happy when they hear about a > birth or a wedding. Their hearts break when a friend dies. They grieve> at the loss of a family member, yet they are strong when they think> there is no strength left. They know that a hug and a kiss can heal a > broken heart.>> Women come in all shapes, sizes and colors. They'll drive, fly, walk,> run or e-mail you to show how much they care about you. The heart of a> woman is what makes the world keep turning. They bring joy, hope and > love. They have compassion and ideals. They give moral support to> their family and friends.>> Women have vital things to say and everything to give.>> HOWEVER, IF THERE IS ONE FLAW IN WOMEN, IT IS THAT THEY FORGET THEIR > WORTH ..........