Dreams slip away

Dreams slip away. Not just the nightdreams, but our projects for the future, our visions for a better world or a better me, all these slip away. But fortunately I can actualize my thoughts and plans with concrete actions day after day, at least some of them if not all. If I dream to be a writer, can I write at least one page today? If I dream to be knowledgeable someday, can I read at least one page of a book today? If I dream to be a musician, can I practise that one part today? If I dream to achieve great things, can I at least do one thing today? If I dream to be a filmmaker, can I script one page today? If I dream to be a vlogger or a blogger someday, can I do just one piece today? If I dream to be a great orator, can I write / practise at least one speech today? If I dream to be a poet, can I write one verse, one stanza today? If I dream to be a teacher, can I be a good student today? If I dream to be a leader, can I do some good for the other today? If I dream to be someone tomorrow, can I take one step today? If I dream to be a religious one day, can I start praying today? If I dream to be a preacher someday, can I read one chapter of the Bible today? If I dream to be someone compassionate, can I lend my helping hand to someone today? Otherwise, dreams slip away. Lest my dreams become a nightmare… Perhaps in my dreams, I discern God’s call. Perhaps in my dreams, I realise God’s great dream for me.

Grace is not given, but poured out

The generosity of God can never be matched. He pours His love into our hearts through the gift of the Holy Spirit who has been given to us. Grace is poured into our hearts, not given according to the measure we deserve. Grace is gratuitous. God makes His sun rise on the evil and on the good, and sends rain on the just and on the unjust. His mercy is unfathomable.

Completing 49!

I'm completing 49 today. I remember Fr VV Paul writing about this... while completing his 49. I remember him writing that some saints passed away at this age of 49. They had accomplished much. 49 years was enough, or for some others, even less was enough to be a saint. Am I ready to go to the Father's house today? Holiness and death seem to be a distant reality, even today, even as I complete 49.