A Match in the Dark


A match is struck against the coarse side of the box
Three plumes alight like down on a wintry mountainside.

They dance gingerly round their frail wooden host,
Thrilling but scaring the dark they kept for company.

The boundary between light and dark tango silently with the rhythm,
All in tandem with an unheard song:

They dance, but they don’t know why.


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Hey everyone! I was planning to start this series a long time ago, and I would like to revisit it. It’s a great start to a great story, and I hope you’d enjoy it with me ^_^

The matters of the heart

Jaime knew she wasn’t perfect. She loved hanging (flirting) with the boys, because she felt that girls never really understood her. They hardly paid her any mind, to say the least. Guys, on the other hand, loved her. She knew just how to get her way with them; a little smile here and there, or even little ploys to “innocently accentuate her feminine features” as she and her best friend, Priya, would say. She was perhaps the only one Jaime could relate too, because she was “one of the guys” quite like herself. Daddy didn’t like the fact that she wasn’t a Christian, but hey, maybe Jaime’s love for God would minister to her one day and she too would come to love Him.


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I will cherish today.
Where hordes of hurtful yesterdays
Seek to allay the victories I achieved.
Strategically deceive and say that today is not 
I will love today.
I will keep at bay the spurs  of negativity
Leading me astray to the trenches of doubt they weave
webs in which many fall
I will value today.
For in it I am blessed beyond measure
with humble blessings and daily treasures
another opportunity to give thanks and
I will be content today.
Mindful of future goals and plans
I desire to reach but I’ll stand
content and work steadily towards them
I refuse to let past pains and future worries  get in the way
of loving and cherishing myself today.

Real Talk: My way

On the 6th November, we celebrated my mom’s birthday. In our country, we also happened to be celebrating Divali, and so with the day off, our family thought it would be prudent to invite all the brothers over to enjoy a meal together. It is a national tradition to cook Indian food around this time, and so we were planning to cook some channa, or split peas, along with the meal. Mom being the sacrificial person she is, wanted to cook the channa in a way she recently learnt from another recipe. However, as it was her birthday, my father insisted that he prepared it instead.

“You tell me how to do it, and I’ll get it done,” he said, laughing off her constant appeals to cook it for herself. She reluctantly agreed, and proceeded to instruct him on how to prepare the peas. After giving ear to her method, he casually replied, “I think I’ll just do it the normal way that I’m accustomed to.” Her will already overpowered by this point, she put up no resistance and allowed him to do as he so inclined, preparing the channa his way. I simply laughed to myself, knowing beforehand that this was the outcome that was going to play out.

In retrospect, I wonder how many times I decided to make my own split peas. Surely throughout my walk as a Christian, there were times when I would’ve liked to do things that perhaps God would’ve desired, but not in the way that He wanted it to be done. Even more simply put, there are definitely times where I simply did what I wanted, choosing to completely ignore what was right, or what would’ve pleased Him.

Thankfully, Jesus wasn’t like that. In Matthew Chapter 26, Jesus was in the Garden of Gethsemane with His disciples, hours before He was to be betrayed. He was well aware of what was going to transpire. Soon enough, Judas would betray Him, and He would be sentenced to death on a cross. His emotions were taut, stretched to their limits. He said that His soul is sorrowful, even to death. He retreated from His disciples, praying a simple but powerful prayer:

Matthew 26:39 [ESV]

“And going a little farther he fell on his face and prayed, saying, “My Father, if it be possible, let this cup pass from me; nevertheless, not as I will, but as you will.””

Jesus recognized that what was being asked of His heavenly Father was no easy task. He was burdened by it so much that He asked that if possible, that He may be exempted from it. In spite of this, He also asked that His Father’s will be done over His own, and thank God He did! We could never repay the great mercy that we were shown because of what was accomplished on the cross for us.

Someone very dear to me was invited along with the gang to celebrate our mom’s birthday with us. This being her first time, I wanted to show her around a bit. She was quite comfy in her seat just then, and said so, but she also said, “if you want me to go, I’ll get up.” Hearing her say that pleased me greatly, and I could only imagine that God was pleased as well by Jesus’s words.

Jesus said in the book of John that if you love Him, you would keep His commands. It’s only when you love someone that you’ll be willing to make sacrifices for them, choosing their way over yours. Does your love for God cause you to choose to do whatever is in your power to please Him? Do you often find yourself willing to make a hard choice for the sake of Christ? Or do you find yourself choosing to make your own channa? If you find yourself in the latter half of the equation, the key is simply to seek Christ for more love. As your love and relationship with Christ improves, so to will your willingness to please Him.

Once you take the right steps to prioritize His will over your own, at the end of your journey you’ll hear Him say, “well done, My good and faithful servant”.

Contemplation by the Mountainside

Maybe I’m the one that misses you.
Maybe in my world,
The dust that settled on this barren rock
Shifted just a little.
Maybe there’s little murmurs under the surface,
Little flutters and gentle twitches alight on still grass.
Maybe there’s magma bubbling up,
As plates shift and drift apart,
Lava lifting to the surface.
Just maybe
There’s love.

[Quiet] Time

Very recently I was blessed with the opportunity to visit our sister isle Tobago in order to attend a three day seminar on Biblical Preaching. It was an adventure in of itself, what with me falling ill just before departure and it affecting my voice drastically as the days progressed, and I’m still recovering but God knows what He’s doing. I’ve been so tremendously blessed during this time that  I have no complaints. The fun part about it was that the house where we were staying had no WiFi, and so the millennial in me was writhing in discomfort.

In the midst of that was a rekindling that  only the calm, peaceful shores of God’s love can bring. Being away from all the not-so-meaningful distractions of notifications and conversations that are important but could wait sometimes, I was able to interact with God’s Word so deeply and clearly that my life was cradled in the peace that passes understanding that He promises to provide. This came in a time where I’ve been feeling discouraged about my time of waiting on Him for direction. It’s easy to feel lost when you’re walking on paths unfamiliar to you; easier still to feel tired when you are unsure of where your destination is.

As I stood on the shore and took the picture above, I reflected on God’s faithfulness. I fully understood how the skies declare the glory of God as Psalm 19 says, and having studied that very psalm the same day, God reminded me how lovely and valuable His word is to Him. I quoted verse 14 then, a popular verse, that these words from my mouth and the meditation of my heart would be pleasing to Him.


“May these words of my mouth and this meditation of my heart
be pleasing in your sight,
Lord, my Rock and my Redeemer.”

-Psalm 19:14 [NIV]

I remember days after returning to Trinidad, where I would’ve spent the majority of the day without  giving Him the priority and place that He should’ve had. As I settled in to pray in the evening before bed, He’d gently remind me that I didn’t give Him His seat on the throne. It truly broke my heart. Like the priests in Malachi’s time, I had presented a polluted offering to Him, when He is deserving of so much more. And so I’ve been praying to increasingly love Him more, and value Him enough to  give Him what  He deserves:  my everything.

Quiet time with Christ is often one of the things we neglect so often. In a fast paced society that constantly demands our attention, we easily forfeit precious moments in prayer and bible study to the pursuit of things that are sometimes good, but not nearly as profitable. It’s often only in times of  frustration that we decide to turn to Him, when if we spent our lives seeking Him consistently, many of those situations would be avoided, and in the midst of those  we’d be comforted in the truths that the Holy Spirit brings to our remembrance.

Even as my family enters a somewhat difficult time, I’m glad to be reminded of the importance of our relationship with Christ. I’m glad to know that He is a comfort, a healer and able to do  more than I can ask or think. My prayer is that you would join me in presenting our bodies as daily living sacrifices  for His glory! Don’t worry if you don’t get it right immediately. Just keep striving. You’ll get there 🙂

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I was not prepared for this

Standing here assaulted by these feelings
Wondering if to press charges or not
I’m indictable, and my battery’s low.
I’m running out of juice, and I’m thirsty,
Hands holding this cup to my lips,
Trembling as I question if I should drink it
Or just pour it out as an offering
I’m full of holes and deplorable
And yet Christ calls me holy;
It’ll probably just fall out anyway.
I see it clear as day,
The reality that lies before me
Uncertain but yet so poignantly loud it’s pungent.
I turn my nose up and look away
Because it’s beautifully atrocious
I keep it in my periphery but look to God alone…
I was not prepared for this.

A heritage from the Lord.

I’ve been quite delinquent in delaying the writing of this particular post, but it’s been burning in my bones to share, and so alas, fingers glide across mechanical keyboards, and by the grace of God, some encouragement happens. As mentioned in a previous post, I made a very big decision in deciding to surrender my life to Christ, but what exactly did I decide?

Well, simply put, I decided to leave my job and the safety and security and pursue my call to missions in a very active way. I handed in my  resignation and began steps toward getting involved both missionary activities both in the short run and the long run to best use my life for His glory. It’s a grand journey, and a glorious adventure waiting to unfold.

As for the short run, my journey has led me to have various opportunities to interact with and minister to children. Throughout the experience I’ve been bombarded with the weight of how much this upcoming generation needs the love of Christ, and how vulnerable and impressionable their young minds are.

There were also some lessons along the way that I picked up. 2 Corinthians 6:2. which was a memory verse in a Vacation Bible School (VBS) programme, taught me that I don’t have to wait until some grand missons trip to get started on God’s plan for me, or the people around me. Each and every day is an opportunity to share God’s love to someone, whether that be the Gospel, and encouragement, a story, a song… As God breathes life into us every day by His mercy, we are without excuse if we keep that to ourselves.

2 Corinthians 6:2 (NIV)
“For he says, “In the time of my favor I heard you, and in the day of salvation I helped you.” I tell you, now is the time of God’s favor, now is the day of salvation.”

Another VBS programme led us to the book of Philippians. There, I was encouraged to not be anxious in this season, but to continue to be in communion with God. I was reminded to not be of a reluctant or complacent attitude in my service, but to take pride in the intrinsic value of serving my brother’s and sisters in Christ, as well as in spreading His Gospel to the world. These lessons proved to be very critical in this time of waiting on the Lord for direction. Your faith is challenged, but as you hold firm, God’s mercy and grace comes through in real ways and you can’t help but worship and love Him more.

Philippians 4:6-7 (NIV)
Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.”

Lastly, my experience in assisting some children with education has shown me that we all have something we can share. Ephesians 2:10 says that we are God’s handiwork; created in Him to do the things that He prepared for us in advance. We were never created to be mindless drones slaving from paycheck to paycheck; but to demonstrate God’s love and the beauty of His finished work on the cross, that all may see and know Him.

It is my hope that as God allows, that I would be able to share aspects of my journey with you, and that you would be able to be encouraged by my story. For the praying among us, there are some points that you can lift up in your quiet time, such as:

  • Direction for where God to send me as I continue my application process
  • Support to be sent to wherever He chooses me
  • Prayer for the children that were involved in the VBS programmes, that they would make a serious decision to follow Christ, and for those who have that they would continue to stand firm and represent Him in their schools and communities

Feel free to comment your prayer requests as well. Let’s pray in unity and continue to see God’s plan unfold in this world. I hope you enjoy the rest of your day!



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