discipleship

Joseph, my three-year-old, loves the fact that he has a younger sister. He watched, fascinated, as she took her first steps, uttered her first words, and threw her first tantrum.…

It’s been four years since my beloved father-in-law went home to be with the Lord. Last Saturday, our whole family came together over Zoom to reminisce about the godly life…

I first came across the short story “The Last Leaf” by O. Henry in my Math class. While the teacher wrestled with complex numbers on the blackboard, I snuck a look…

There was a time in my life, not long ago, when I worked twelve to fourteen hours a day. A few months after our wedding, I decided to pursue a…

There are certain things in life we become intimately acquainted with. I am well acquainted with the sound of my mother’s voice. I am sure that if I worked at…

I’ve been a parent for a little over three years. In the months leading up to the second year, I worried (unnecessarily) over why it was taking Joseph a while…

“No way I am wearing this.” “This won’t fit.” “Ummm… No way this is going to make the cut.” “This one? Nope. This would have been an option thirty cookies…

I haven’t been gardening for very long. I discovered the joy of gardening just last year when my mother came to Austria to help me before the birth of my…

My mother’s story began in a small town in the southern state of Tamil Nadu in India. Born to staunch Hindu parents living in abject poverty, my mother did many odd…

When I was about six-years-old, we moved into an apartment on the third floor of an old building. Much to our delight, three other families with kids lived on the…