Wednesday, July 3, 2013

The Lost Sheep

The Lost Sheep

Once upon a time, long ago, there lived a shepherd.
And he had one hundred excellent sheep.
One of the sheep though good and obedient
Was deaf and blind.

Whenever the shepherd took his sheep out to graze
The poor blind sheep would get lost
And the kind shepherd would pet him
And tell him it's all right.

This went on day after day after day
And the shepherd finally lost his temper
And cursed the sheep
Which was blind and Deaf

The curse was that from now on
You, miserable creature,
From now on
You are on your own.

And little blind sheep was sad
He couldn't hear the words
He couldn't see his Master
But he could feel the anger in the air.

And the anger made him sad
He thought it must be his fault.
Being deaf and blind
And forever wandering off from the flock.

And the shepherd was happy
With his nine and ninety sheep
That were perfect in eye and ear
And never gave him much bother.

Next day when they went to graze
The master never bothered about the poor sheep.
The blind little sheep walked and walked and walked.
Far from the herd, towards the lair of the wolves.

That was the last anybody heard of him
That was the last anybody saw him
That was the last the little blind sheep
Ever bothered anyone.
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Wednesday, May 8, 2013

Hope and Prayer

Holy Mother

You looked resplendent today,
Happy,elated and smiling

I am so glad
You realized my predicament

The crimson candles melt away to nothingness at your holy feet
I watch with hands folded in silent prayer

You understand the meaning of Today.
You have given your promise.

I leave my hopes in your blessed hands
Mother of the world.

I place all my faith in you
And my everlasting love.
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Monday, May 6, 2013

Divine Mother
Holy Mother
Many are your names
Many your manifestations
Limitless your love
And your kindness
My true  Mother
My worship is without condition
My devotion to you flows down the eons
All knowing Mother of the universe
All embracing Mother of Creation
Your children thrive in your care

Take care of her.
She is your beloved,
Although she doesn't realize it yet.
You are the great healer
Take care of her.
You are Love
Love Her as you love all of us.

You called me a week ago
After a long time
The three candles of creation, sustenance and dissolution
Burned at your feet
I bleed as the wax.

Take care of her
Holy of Holies.



Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Easter

The Holy week has begun. The long wait of the lent draws to a climax. My brother and teacher-forgive me for this year I cannot come to your temple in physical person. But I see you. And I see our Mother.

Sunday, March 17, 2013

Holy Mother
This Year I am unable to come to you for the Easter.
You know why.
I will not be able to keep vigil over my brother.

But my mind and heart is with you
All the time.

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Follow Me

"Follow Me" (John 1:43).
That is what you ordered me today. That is the third straight command from you on "following".
And every time it has been the same- Follow me.
I have been trying to do that for ages.
Tell me how, Rabbi.
I know. Deny myself, Take up my cross and Follow You. (Matt 16:24) I know that routine.
I have denied myself. My cross has long been on my shoulders.
The part which remains and which baffles me  is following you.
And today is the third day you have ordered me to follow you.
How am I supposed to do that, Rabbi.
What does it mean- Follow me?
All this time and up to this time I thought I knew what it means and now you and our holy mother have revealed to me  that I know not, that "follow me" beckons to the depths of my ignorance.
You were looking at me when you gave that peremptory order, that order from across eons which would brook no denial.
I have seen the severity of your gaze and I do not wonder that the traveler to Damascus fainted on hearing your voice. The sonorous voice I have listened to with awe.
But I am no longer afraid.
Tell me the meaning of "Follow me".
And follow you, I shall.

Sunday, September 23, 2012

The Second Day

Today you were more benign.
I did see you
But You chose not to frighten me.
And the Mother,
She too was all  smiles

And you took me to John 17:4.
What do you mean by "finished the work you gave me to do" ?
It is not over, rabbi
If it were over why am I still a sinner?
Why have people forgotten to love their enemies?

And the question I asked you yesterday
The question which infuriated you
Remains unanswered.
When will you tell me why you chose the path of suffering,
You who are part of god, and full of power.
I know the standard answers, Brother, but that is not enough
For I know that those answers are only partly right.

Maybe some day, you will regard me as worthy of the true answer.


Saturday, September 22, 2012

The Visitation

The Visitation

Rabbi and Brother
Today I saw you.
You have spoken with me before.
And I know your voice.
You have guided me before.
More than you, so has our forlorn Mother.
But today was utterly different.
The ancient crucifix in my hand worked miracle after miracle.
And I, Rabbi, had to run away,
Frightened of all that you were about to reveal.
No, Brother.
I now  know that I am not yet ready.
I now know that cup is not yet full.
I am not yet ready to see my most holy mother suckle you
But you chose to show me that,
And so did She.
And your divine face
Why did you choose to reveal yourself so blatantly
I cannot think of a worse description than that.
I saw fire in your eyes one moment and never ending sadness the next.
I saw your bearded face
Blazing one moment and crimson the next.
Most Holy brother,
I plead with thee
I am not yet ready
May be I shall never be ready.
Be merciful, like you are supposed to have said to those disciples
Maybe someday,
Maybe after I have shed this prison of flesh and bone
And blood and dung and mucus
Maybe then I shall be ready to understand what you are telling me now.
But till then
The fire in your eyes,
The limitless sadness in your eyes.
Maybe I am crazy, nuts, whatever.
But I saw you and I saw our beloved and holy mother,
And I cannot bear that vision.
I plead with you, dearest Brother
I beg of you,
Spare me.
Our Mother revealed to me once that I did not choose her but that she had chosen me.
Are you choosing me now?
" Follow me".
Period.
Is that your order?
But Rabbi, that path I did choose long ago.
Do you always frighten your followers?



Friday, July 20, 2012

The Lonely Birth and Death

Can you see the maiden, barely sixteen and  man trudging wearily in search of safety. Can you see the child lying in the manger.
Can you see the the cross?

Saturday, July 14, 2012

Anselm

I can think of myself in my mind as existing. I can think of you as existing at least in my mind. I can think of the collective of all great people as existing in my mind. I go further and assume that I can also assume an entity greater than all this. The greatest I can imagine in my mind. If the greatest such being is possible for me to imagine in my mind, then it must be true that this entity also exists in reality outside of my mind. For if he did not then there must be entities greater than himself.

Therefore God exits. Devious argument, at best.

Monday, July 9, 2012

Dualism of the Mother

Explain the dual nature of the Blessed mother who is simultaneously
1. Virgin and Mother
2. Mother and Daughter: Theotokos taken together with John 1:1-3
3. Mother in pain at birth and witnessing death with pain

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Today there was discussion on two things:
1. Omnipotence and Omniscience of God vs Right and Wrong
2. God being both the Creator and the Created.

To the second  I answered with the example of my Mother, who " bore within herself her own creator", and quoted John 1:3.
To the first I explained the meaning of sin, specifically  citing the instance of Judas Iscariot.

More about this later.

Saturday, May 19, 2012

The Unknown Woman



I am like the unknown lady who bled for twelve years
And was healed by a mere touch of your robe.


How she must have suffered is known only to her.
How she was healed is known only to you.
Where she went after that is not known to anybody.


She had only heard you preach. 
Her need was so great 
She dared to touch your robe without permission.
She was scared and she trembled.
She was honest and did not hide when you called.


" Someone touched Me; I know that power has gone out from Me"

She was not reprimanded.
Instead, Rabbi, You told her,
"Daughter, your faith has healed you. Go in peace".


Have you called anybody else "Daughter" ?
This nameless believer was blessed with that fond title.

Faith can move mountains. 
It can also heal. 
It can also raise people from the dead.


I pray to you, Rabbi
And I dare to touch the unseen hem of your robe
For my soul has bled for eons.


I pray to you, Rabbi
Not for myself.
I pray to you for all creation


For all this is your handiwork,
For you were from the beginning.
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Mark 5:25-34, Luke 8:43-47

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

The word came and dwelt among us

Today I wanted to ask you something, Rabbi, but you threw this one at me :

"The Word became flesh and dwelt among us".John 1:14. This is a simple and powerful statement. In John 1-1 the Word is not actually named. It is however described as coincident with the Lord and Creation."The word was with  God. All things were made through him, and without him was not any thing made that was made." John 1:3. One must therefore presume a simultaneous dichotomy as well as unity of the Word with  the Creator. "Word was with God, and the Word was God." 

And this Word became flesh and dwelt among mortals. Being confined to a mortal frame He had to choose a time and space for the incarnation. 

Why should the Word come and dwell among us? Are we worthy of such close attention from God ? Close enough to send part of Himself (. Apparently we are. "He who has ears, let him hear" says Mat11:15. Revelation 2:7 goes further - "'He who has an ear, let him hear what the Spirit says to the churches. To him who overcomes, I will grant to eat of the tree of life which is in the Paradise of God." In genesis, the Lord specifically forbids the tree of knowledge. having eaten of the Tree of knowledge the progenitors of mankind are forever exiled from the garden of God. And the Lord God said, "The man has now become like one of us, knowing good and evil. He must not be allowed to reach out his hand and take also from the tree of life and eat, and live forever." (Genesis 3:22). And yet here in Revelation he gives grant to eat of the tree of life.

Says Revelation, this tree of life shall be made available to be partaken of. What more powerful statement can the incarnate Word make than to say that He has the power to bypass the injunction of the Lord who banished our progenitor. This is the Word that became flesh and dwelt among us. 

But why did the Word choose to dwell among us? Why should mankind be saved?  Maybe you will tell me some other time brother and Teacher. Till then, let me think about this.


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John 1:14-18--.And the Word became flesh and dwelt among us, full of grace and truth.; we have beheld his glory, glory as of the only Son from Father. And from his fullness have we all received, grace upon grace. For the law was given through Moses; grace and truth came through Jesus Christ. No one has ever seen God, the only Son, who is in the bosom of the Father, he has made him known."

Saturday, April 7, 2012

The Resurrection.

Today you rose from the tomb.

How you rose must forever remain a mystery unless you choose to tell me Rabbi,  "for as yet they did not yet understand the Scripture, that he must rise from the dead" John 20:9. Neither do I. However from my background, life after death, resurrection and journeys to heaven and hell are not strange. But I still am baffled by Resurrection.

However that might be, you chose to re appear in the same body which had been scourged and crucified. That must have a terrible sight and yet Mary Magdalene had no hesitation. She believed. As did John. They did not need proof. Not so the others. Thomas was not alone in this disbelief.

I do not ask what you did from the time you gave up life till the time you came back again. But I do ask of you, Brother and Teacher, why did you resurrect yourself? What is the point? Your teachings stand by themselves, they do not need this. And yet I rejoice along with all those who do believe.

This is the day our mother is most happy. Because you are now flesh and blood and Spirit at the same time.

The resurrection is something I will have to wait to understand, for I was directed to You by our Mother. You are supposed to tell me. I am sure you will, although I don't know when.

Till then Ishwa, My Teacher and Brother, Glory to Thee. And I wait for you to speak again.

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Psalm 16:10 - (David)
For you will not abandon my soul to Sheol, or let your holy one see corruption.


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