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Archive for March, 2008

Tue
Mar
18

God’s Message Through the Hands of Painter



As I was having dinner with my wife, I was amazed about the portrait hanging on our dining wall. Never knowing about the details, I then begun to realize that it was a happy scene of friendship and loyalty. The scene was a group of children having meal with Jesus. All of the kids were seemingly in their most innocent face and I realized that they were all likely to street children now a days. Yes, it was a replica of the last supper and all the disciples were replaced by the street children.
What was the message of the painter that made him do a creation like this? At first I was curious of the intent of the creation, but all of the children in the painting were so thin and so malnourished that even their dresses would not fit to their built. It seemed to describe how Jesus have been so kind to his own creation specially the innocent children. I then got my attention to a single kid that was located under the table. The kids seemed to be not part of the group and was lonely. I think he was Judas in that scene, but he was holding a bread and seems to be silently eating it. It came to me that we were still blessed of the mercy of Jesus even of all the sins that we are doing till now.
Jesus left the world not end up the goodness, but to let us do the goodness in our hearts. He didn’t let us weep and be alone, instead he made us think of what decisions to make. Decisions between good or evil..

Mon
Mar
10

Slave of the Dollar



Living in the US is not as good as what everyone imagines. Being here is not really living well..to make it sound good…We are the dignified slaves of the dollar. We never stop working because we get too greedy. Few Dollars and cents is the bait for us to keep moving. Waking up early in the morning and stay late at night working keeps your life going…But is it really life? I don’t even know that the day, week, month or even a year passed by because of being a workaholic. It is getting late now, true, i have a few savings, drive a fancy car but where is my life? I am almost over the hill by the time i realize what i missed in life…but its too late now. I can never…Ever turn the clock back to the time when i was young and experience the joy of living.