Freaks House

How messed up can my nation get? How lost in despair? From a land that taught the world “Peace”, to a land where sorrows are shared. From a land that gave the world it’s “Religions”, to a land where women are scared. We respected them, we looked up to them as goddesses, I don’t understand why today we look at them as something less? A brother could sleep in peace, Knowing through the night his sister won’t be harmed. Today he lives on a prayer, Cause you can’t predict the coming of the storm. We are nation young and resilient. But without God this shall be our predicament! We can have a million resolutions, But what we need today is a God Revolution. The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom, Probably that is what holds the key to our freedom. This New Year I make a wish, Let my nation awaken to the place where true freedom exists, Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high, Where women are respected and the men stand by their side. Till...

A Different Christmas -1 Materialism and Capitalism are two concepts that rule the world today. Slowly but surely our festivals have become more about ourselves and less about the Lord. We are so lost in giving and receiving gifts that we end up forgetting ‘The Giver of Life’. We are so busy sharing our little stories that we miss sharing ‘The Greatest Story Ever Told’. It worries me that many of us this Christmas are forgetting the most important lessons that the Lord wanted us to learn through the Christmas story: Submission, Faith and Humility. Submission: She had dreams, hopes and aspirations just like any other bride preparing for her wedding. Life had been good to her, she was content with what she had, and though chaos surrounded her, she was at peace because she had faith in God. She believed in Jehovah and she knew that He had not abandoned them. Living under foreign rulers was not exactly pleasant but she knew that the Messiah woul...

A generation of misfits that’s what we are, trying hard to fit-in, match-up, if it all fails we just fake-it up. From fake noses to fake chests, we have it all. We will do anything just to look right, anything to make ourselves feel right and anything to sound right.  Sometimes in our quest of trying to be this Mr. Superman we lose ourselves, lose our identity and the in the process lose the purpose for which we were created. We try to shape, modify and recreate ourselves so much that in time, we end up becoming an imitation, and miss out on the originality that God had engrained in us. But then again, being is misfit is alright, trying to fit-in is not.  Who better to understand this, than from our Lord Jesus! Imagine being the Prince of the universe, being the King of kings; Imagine walking in roads of gold, living in rooms of diamond; Imagine living in a land where there’s no disease, no trouble, no pain, no sorrow, just plain simple love and peace. A...