Tuesday, August 26, 2014

The scourge of racism !

Here is a very beautiful article penned by Ravi Zacharias, instilling values and transcending generations.

The news has been abuzz with the pathetic racist comments by the owner of the Los Angeles Clippers, Donald Sterling.  His prejudice has cost him not just in monetary terms but also the privilege of ownership in the world of sports.  It will be left now to the lawyers to fight it out, settle and walk away with probably more than it would have cost him to pay off the blackmailer.  We live in a strange world of dollars and nonsense.
What a tragedy that a man of his stature and wealth not only believes such things but verbalized them, making matters worse by voicing them in front of those whose only interest in him was his stature and his wealth.  Prejudice and bigotry is a cancer within and when the wound is opened, it is even more deadly because the “physicians” who expose the cancer want it to be terminal.
I come from a land where there were and are equally such prejudices.  Those from the north of India tend to have lighter complexions and different habits to those from the south.  I hail from the south of India but was raised in the north.  On more than one occasion I remember as a youngster being derided because I was from the south with words that don’t belong in respectable articles.  But even now, as I travel back there often, I see bumper stickers on rickshaw drivers that are shocking, including pronouncing curses upon people who “look” upon them the wrong way.  I thought of quoting at least one of them here but they are frankly so crass that I couldn’t bring myself to do it.  I have, though, translated them for friends when we see one in front of us, and they are aghast.
I look at such a man driving an auto-rickshaw for a living, sun-burnt himself but pronouncing curses upon others because of their complexion.  I pity him.  I pity him because he is uninformed, uneducated, socially marginalized, weak in his thinking capacity, and apparently the only way he can flex any muscle is by cursing others.  He can almost be pardoned because he lives in a dark world with no light to help him see any better.  He is inherently weak and the bumper stickers are his only strength.
But a billionaire with all the knowledge of hate from the past and the need to look towards a future of civility and law, and yes, love for our fellow human beings…how did he get trapped in a dungeon of prejudice?  Incomprehensible!  Except when we put the human heart under a microscope can we see why.  I remember once talking to the famed Joe Gibbs when he moved from being the iconic coach of an NFL team to owning a NASCAR team.  I asked him how he made the switch from one sport to another one so drastically different in the skills needed.  His answer was quite instructive.  “They both have one thing in common—the depravity of man,” he said.

He was right.  Right from the beginning of creation, hate and segregation came into the first family.  A brother hating his brother.  Why?  Because he seemed more sensitive to God.  Imagine that!  You see, hate and eviction come not just because of race.  They can come because of race or place or face or grace.  Racism is not just a white versus black issue.  We make a cardinal mistake pitting two colors against each other.  Go to Asia and see the regional hate and discrimination, the religious hate and discrimination, the social/economic hate and discrimination.  It is ultimately the passion that seeks to bring down somebody else and justifies its self-superiority by finding a reason to do just that.
This very week, an African American politician referred to Justice Clarence Thomas as an “Uncle Tom.”  When a news reporter questioned this characterization, his justification for using it was his race. I respectfully disagree.  Few abuses of the soul are more dangerous than those that legitimize hate by grabbing a twig of history and thinking they have grasped the root of revenge. You do not right a terrible wrong with an insatiable spirit of perpetuating vengeance.  So he was dead wrong.
I remember being in Sidon, Lebanon, some years ago.  I was introduced to a man who had a daily habit.  Every day he would take his little boy up a hill.  He would point over the border and tell his son, “Your duty in life is to kill as many of them on the other side as you can.”  I couldn’t believe what I had just heard. He could never shut the gate on the past and so dragged the carcass of historical prejudice and draped that corpse over the shoulders of the next generation as a reminder to continue the carnage.  What chance for peace does a young boy like that have?  He will grow up killing and slaughtering, all the while thinking that he is solving history’s problem.  He isn’t.  He is adding to it.  The logic of hate and unforgiveness perpetuates a lie and will destroy the possessor more than it destroys the victim.
Donald Sterling needs help.  Being fined and banned from the NBA is not the biggest price he’s paid.  The biggest price he has paid is within his own soul that thinks he is superior to other human beings.  That lie has eternal consequences. Color is no respecter of such inner deceptions.
I have one more thing to say on this.  The same media that despises and castigates and vilifies Donald Sterling because of his prejudice is the very media that bullied and mocked Tim Tebow because of his faith in God.  They are the Cains of the day who despise Abel. They doggedly derided Tebow and may have cost him his career because of their relentless prejudice.  How ironic.  They cling to a vicious bigotry of their own, which belies their sanctimonious pronouncements that castigate others. That is the masquerade that relativism continues to play, not realizing that hypocrisy is the unwitting compliment vice pays to virtue.  Our present political climate has thrived on hate.  The short-term gains are long-term losses for our country.  We have lived morally and spiritually the same way we have lived fiscally.  But the moral cliff is more perilous than the fiscal cliff because producing moral currency requires having truth on its side—not just a printing press.

So it is that we must ask the question, what kind of future do we want?  Do we want one where we penalize those that are prejudiced while retaining a selective sovereignty over our own prejudices? Or do we want a future where our children can learn to live and let live with civility, and remind ourselves that the love of God must be the impetus that drives us to love our neighbor and that the real scourge of a sinful heart must drive us to submit to the Savior.  Only in that forgiveness is there hope and the promise of a better day.  Banning Sterling from the NBA is putting a Band-Aid on a shattered bone.  The solution may work well for the cosmetic side of the game, but life is bigger than a game.
I find it ironic that as Jesus headed to the cross and was quizzed by Pontius Pilate, Pilate pitted every major prejudice the human heart exploits against Jesus: political, ethnic, and religious.  Is it any wonder that though Pilate asked the question “What is truth,” he never waited for the answer?  The truth was discomfiting to him, as it is in our time.  The truth is that Sterling needs a Savior, as we all do.  And so do all those who sit in judgment over him while being themselves the possessors of prejudice against the sacred.  In heaven, every race and tongue and tribe is seen in their beauty and splendor because we will see them through God’s eyes.
 

Wednesday, July 16, 2014

It was quite a plan !

 This is one of the many popular reads available all over the web and now seems to be floating in whatsapp. I so wanted to have it here, have it here forever. It no more disturbs me, but gets me thinking each time I re-read it !

 Satan called a worldwide convention of demons. In his opening address he
 said, "We can't keep the believers from receiving the Sunday messages. We can't keep them from reading the Gospel and knowing the truth. We can't even keep them from forming an intimate relationship with their Saviour. Once they gain that connection with Him, our power over them is broken."
 "So let them go to their churches; let them have their covered dish dinners,
 conservative lifestyles, but steal their time, so they don't have time to develop a
 relationship with the Creator."

 "This is what I want you to do", said the devil:
 "Distract them from gaining hold of their Saviour and maintaining that vital
 connection throughout their day!" "How shall we do this?" his demons
 shouted.

 "Keep them busy in the nonessentials of life and invent innumerable schemes to occupy their minds," he answered.
 "Tempt them to spend, spend, spend, and borrow, borrow, borrow."
 "Persuade the wives to go to work for long hours and the husbands to work  6-7 days each week, 10-12 hours a day, so they can afford their empty lifestyles."

 "Keep them from spending time with their children. As their families fragment, soon, their homes will offer no escape from the pressures of work!"

 "Over-stimulate their minds so that they cannot hear that still, small
 voice. Entice them to play the radio or cassette player whenever they
 drive. To keep the TV, VCR, CDs and their PCs going constantly in their
 home and see to it that every store and restaurant in the world plays
 non-biblical music constantly. This will jam their minds and break that
 powerful union with God."

"Fill the coffee tables with magazines and newspapers. Pound their minds
 with the news 24 hours a day. Invade their driving moments with billboards.
 Flood their mailboxes with junk mail, mail order catalogues, sweepstakes,
 and every kind of newsletter and promotional offering free products,
 services and false hopes."

 "Keep skinny, beautiful models on the magazines and TV so their husbands will believe that outward beauty is what's important, and they'll become dissatisfied with their wives. Keep the wives too tired to love their husbands at night. Give them headaches too! If they don't give their husbands the love they need, they will begin to look elsewhere. That will fragment their families quickly!"

 "Give them Santa Claus to distract them from teaching their children the real meaning of Christmas. Give them an Easter bunny so they won't talk about his resurrection and power over sin and death."
 "Even in their recreation, let them be excessive. Have them return from their recreation exhausted. Keep them too busy to go out in nature and reflect on God's creation. Send them to amusement parks, sporting events, plays, concerts, and movies instead. Keep them busy, busy, busy!"

 "And when they meet for spiritual fellowship, involve them in gossip and small talk so that they leave with troubled consciences."
 "Crowd their lives with so many good causes they have no time to seek power
 from Jesus. Soon they will be working in their own strength, sacrificing
 their health and family for the good of the cause.
 It will work! It will work!"

 It was quite a plan! The demons went eagerly to their assignments causing
 believers everywhere to get more busy and more rushed, going here and
 there. Having little time for their God or their families. Having no time
 to tell others about the power of Jesus to change lives. I guess the
 question is, has the devil been successful at his scheme?

 You be the judge! Does "busy" mean:
 B-eing
 U-nder
 S-atan's
 Y-oke?

Sunday, July 13, 2014

Sweet Slumber !

 Photographer Anne Geddes has made an art form out of taking pictures of sleeping babies. Her photos evoke smiles. Nothing is a better image of peace than a sleeping child. But between naps and nighttime, caring for children is an exhausting and relentless responsibility. In their innocence and enthusiasm, children can get themselves into life-threatening situations in no time.

 After a hectic day of chasing, entertaining, protecting, feeding, dressing, guarding, guiding, and making peace between squabbling siblings, parents are eager for bedtime. After the toys are put away and the pajamas are put on, the sleepy toddler slows down, cuddles with mom or dad for a bedtime story, and finally falls asleep. Later, before putting themselves to bed, parents check on their children one more time to make sure all is peaceful in dreamland. The serene beauty of a sleeping child makes all the day's frustrations worthwhile.

Too often in our immaturity, we too get into trouble and cause conflict. Like parents of young children, God desires for us to become weary of wrongdoing and to rest in the safety and contentment of His loving ways. 

Tempting outside, toxic inside !

An Australian study concluded that plainer cigarette packages would make smoking less appealing to teens. In response, the Australian government introduced legislation that would require tobacco comapanies to replace color, logos, and promotional text on cigarette packages with health warnings and images of diseased lungs. In effect, the Marlboro Man would give way to the Grim Reaper in an effort to reduce the number of deaths caused by smoking. But cigarette packaging isn't the only thing that may be tempting on the outside with a toxic product inside.

The book of Proverbs urges us to carefully consider the long-term results of all our chocies. The recurring phrase "in the end" (5:4 , 25:8, 29:21) is a warning to look down the road and ask if what we're attracted to will ultimately lead to joy or sorrow, honor or disgrace, life or death. For the Lord gives wisdom; from His mouth come knowledge and understanding; He stores up sound wisdom for the upright (2:6-7).

The key to avoiding the tragic results of foolish choice is embracing His wisdom as our guide through life. Then we will understand righteousness and justice, equity and every good path (2:9).

Tuesday, March 25, 2014

The Daffodils !

Don't ask me why this title? I wonder why I kept it (and pasted a picture too), hence would fail to justify.
It was the August of 2013 when I first shifted to this flat here, knowing that Geetha stays just a mile away. Period. No rush in the adrenalin, but life was a better one here indeed.
A month passes and there is news. Sony shifts her house to the lane right behind the apartment I stay in. Whoaaa !  There are thoughts coming up. Geetha and Sony round the corner. Hmm, God is nice ;)
And this is not all. Rashmi rings up one day - I'm moving in your flat this weekend. Whattttt? So now there is Rashmi and Sony and Geetha, all in the vicinity. I am indeed flabbergasted. Could you ask for anything more?
It all happened within the twink of an eye, without a plan. Such a coincidence.
And then the story began.
Oh I'm so sleepy to update this beautiful story that has happened to us. It sure deserves a thoughtful narration of togetherness, before we all part to different places and stages of life ! Coming up soon, the nuances of the bigger picture ! :P

Saturday, February 1, 2014

The pride that wasn't !

These days its mostly about work. Even if there is hardly any work in my plate, it feels like there is so much to be done, or to be learnt rather. It is becoming like a monster growing taller day by day. Or am I exaggerating? :) Digging down the memory lane, life was a happy one. Eating, shopping, watching tv and okay even studying were the order of the day. Laurels could be bestowed easily. Things were nice then :) But this monster was a much coveted one. All of us wanted to explore life, wanted to work. This holds good even today. No one wants to give up working. Sweet, sour or bitter, this lifestyle is cherished. Having said this, I myself wonder about the things 'actually' cherished.

This reminds me of a verse - "It will grow thorns and thistles for you, though you will eat of its grains. By the sweat of your face you shall eat bread, till you return to the ground, for out of it you were taken; for you are dust, and to dust you shall return.” Genesis 3:18-19 this is ! The "It" here is the earth. This was given when Adam disobeyed God and agreed to what his wife demanded. Long story short - Both Adam and Eve got decieved by the serpent and ate the forbidden fruit in the Eden Garden. And so the great downfall ! Argghh ! God is a strict God. His lessons come the hard way and believe me there are no short cuts. God is nice too. Be faithful to Him and you would be surprised to see how life unfolds.


Oh and why on earth did I put this wierd title? I see the worried faces around. It baffles me. Looks like no one is happy. Or a better way to put it is - no one is at peace. Everyone has a sad story to narrate. This or that. From EMIs to not spending time back home. The list is endless. The concept of the so called "Work Satisfaction" slowly fades away. Satisfied or unsatisfied with the kind of work that happens to them, everyone is working so hard to make money - earn a decent livelihood, buy happiness for the family, for the kids. Happiness has been closely related to time however. And people here are short of time. This could be justified with Dr. Moorthy's "Have breakfast or be breakfast" speech maybe.  We build mansions but hardly have time to stay in them. We stuff the wardrobes with expensive stuff but hardly use them. The pride of life is still in its proper place, happiness however has lost its original definiton and has taken a backseat. The smiles are now plastic. People keep running all through their lives. "By the sweat of your face you shall eat bread, till you return to the ground" How true this turned out to be. Damn Adam ! Eve was innocent and not so wise, why did you get carried away. You thought you could play around with God? Come on dude !



PS: God is a good God. God's anger however is also necessary and this was one such incident. There also are people who wear the real smiles, people who have time to walk with God , who still understand and live the real definition of happiness. People who live a life like how we read in the fairy tales. A golden fairy and a red one singing with great joy :D But the tired faces I see on weekdays give me such thoughts, cant help but put it here ! :)

One Beautiful Moment

One snap of the shutter, and there it was - one beautiful moment captured in time for eternity. The late summer sun reflected in the breaking wave made the water to look like liquid gold splash onto the shore. If my friend had not been there with his camera, the wave would have gone unnoticed, like so many others that have come and gone, seen only by God.

Who can imagine how many waves this sea has sent rolling onto the shoreline? Yet each one is unique. As seen in every wave, God makes extravagant beauty out of seemingly mundane things. Using water and air, He makes wondrous works of art. We enjoy His gallery in the skies above, on earth and in the sea below. But most of earth's beauty remains invisible to us; it is seen only by God.

God uses another gallery to display His glory - humans. We too are made out of something ordinary - dust. (Gen 2:7). But to us He added an extraordinary ingredient - His very own breath. Like waves of the sea and flowers of the field, our lives are brief and seen by few. Yet each one is a beautiful 'moment' created by God to say to the world, 'Behold, your God!' Whose word will last forever
(v.8).

        Only one life, so live it well,
And keep your candle trimmed and bright;
        Eternity, not time, will tell
The radius of that candle's light.

What if I fall? Oh, but my darling, what if you fly?

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