Isa 66:2 . . . even to him that is poor and of a contrite spirit, and trembleth at my word
We are just about to celebrate our 40th wedding anniversary. Philip decided that we should spend a few days together in Queenstown and Dunedin. Every good and perfect gift comes to us from our gracious God; these 40 years of life together—complete with its ups and downs, great joys and deep sorrows, our children and [ ]
22nd April I went to meet up with my classmate Gladys. But this was not the only thing that was accomplished during this trip. Benji and Lynda received me at the Adelaide airport. They showed me the original Salvador Dali original bronze sculpture, called Dance of Time, outside the Airport entrance. We drove to their holiday home in [ ]
It is a fragmented memory from 55 years ago; it has taken on a magical aura, almost as if I have entered a 3D picture on the cover of a fairytale book. My parents had taken me to a church conference on the outskirts of Calcutta. While the adults were inside the hall, I was [ ]
We felt that we needed to make a quick trip to Florence, South Carolina, to see a dear relative who has been unwell for some years. It was decided that Prisy and I would go. Prisy had never been to the States before and had a week of term holidays left. So we booked the [ ]
My daughter Lydia found the booklet among her things in the attic. It is a piece written by my father GB about his sister Susannah Gunaseeli Barnes at her passing in 2004. I have typed up the English version below. You can read the Tamil translation (translated by Vinotha Surendar) in the photo gallery at [ ]
It will be good to see them again, and one of these days I will. Until then, there s a lot of work to be done. The following is copied from a March-2019 post (four months before my father s passing) in Facebook. GB: How many children do I have?Me: As far as I know, only one. [ ]
My father was the greatest man on earth, I thought, and it was no wonder that he even had a piece published about him in an American newspaper. That newspaper cutting looks really old now, and although I can now see that it wasn t actually anything terribly great, I think it should live for a [ ]
If you are a believing Christian and have a young person in your family-and-friends circle who has recently become a Muslim, you may have experienced that they keep coming back to you with questions. It is not due to eagerness for answers as much as it is the eagerness to grow their polemic skills. In [ ]
A big part of being connected with GB, leave alone being his daughter, was to constantly question and analyse our practices against the scriptures. Christmas was no exception. Is it commanded? Should we celebrate? Does it glorify Jesus? Etc., etc., etc. And every year GB would arrive at some conclusion or other, and the rest [ ]
I have digitalised 77 old cassettes! What a perfect number! I wouldn t write a blog post just to say that; obviously it has a context. A long context. For the last 50 years, and I am not 60 yet, I have lived with the burden of collections, recordings (of various kinds), and incomplete projects, including [ ]