Sunday, August 10, 2008

sMothering

The other day I went to the library and we had to be out in 2 mins. I was very well determined to take a book and my mind went blank at the thought of it. Nothing striked me. I was lost in an ocean of books surrounding me and didnt know what to pick. I found a book just on one of the shelves and attracted by its color, I took it. Never judge a book by its cover - but it helped me to grab this fabulous book which I realized only later.

Wendy French - this was the first time I'm reading this author's book. sMothering is her first novel and its wonderful and feels so true at times. I've been a sarcasm lover and this book goes in my Funny-Books-Hall-O-Fame. If you want get going with this debut of Wendy French, search on Google Books - they have an e-version of it. This book is a must read! :)

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Sunday, August 03, 2008

We come to your feast


This is one of favorite hymns. I've never heard it when I was in India ... the church here sings this hymn which is amazingly beautiful with the piano played wonderfully. Try listening to Michael Joncas on IMEEM ... you'll know what I mean! :) Embedding it here...




We place upon Your table a gleaming cloth of white
The weaving of our stories, the fabric of our lives,
The dreams of those before us, the ancient hopeful cries,
The promise of our future, our needing and our nurture
Lie here before our lives.

We come to Your feast, we come to your feast,
the young and the old, the frightened ,the bold, -CHORUS
the greatest and the least.
We come to your Feast, we come to your Feast,
with the fruit of our lands and the work of our hands
we come to your feast

We place upon Your table a humble loaf of bread,
The gift of field and hillside, the grain by which we're fed,
We come to taste the presence, of him whom we feed,
To strengthen and connect us, to challenge and correct us,
To love in word and deed. (CHORUS)

We place upon Your Table a simple cup of wine,
The fruit of human labour, the gift of sun and vine
We come taste the presence of him we claim as Lord
His dying and his living, his leading and his giving,
his love in cup out pour. (CHORUS)


Show me your power Lord! :) Drive the satans in this world out of our lives ...