Ahuv Sheli

10 th of September 2014, as I lied on the operating table, my mom’s voice echoed on my mind before the anesthesia took effect, “You have been through your worst.”  I knew she was referring to the depression I had six years ago. There was a stark contrast between my attitude towards life. Back then , I wanted to take my own life. I lost all sense of hope. I found no way out. There was no single soul available to hear my silent pleas for help. Sleeping pills and tranquilizers were temporary relief to my disturbed mind. What I remembered most was this constant replay of negativities in my mind. It irked people to hear the same stories repeated over and over again. The psychiatrist explained the “chemical imbalances” that occurred in my brain and was immediately repaired by medications. My mom was there~ she helped release the “anger” I had deep inside… Now , I held on to dear life, praying that the surgery will proceed without complications.  Jesus, t

Precious... Rose Colors and Meanings I have not fallen in love quite like this before... I vowed never... but... It was a gradual transformation from fear of 'relating' to authentic 'loving.' He took me out for quiet walks... with a rosary in hand. We prayed the Liturgy at our different hours. I found myself celebrating the Eucharist daily to confessing regularly.  He supplemented the day with reflections and spiritual readings... He brought me back to that 'world' I thought I have already left for good. What fascinates me most is how God reaches out to us in very unique ways ~  He is creative... " Love is creative... unto INFINITY ." ~ St. Vincent de Paul Worlds apart... You are "there"... I am "here," yet we are 'two-gether.' born with different charisms... itinerancy vs. stability following Jesus in our chosen vocations... lay a

Light’s out... power lines were cut. There wasn't a single soul in the street...  t he wind howled like a hungry child in need of its mother... and there, without the daily hustle and bustle of life,  the Lord patiently waited for me... -----0----- Everyday is a practice to greet each morning with a smile…  I’m learning to receive whatever comes my way.  With my hands cupped, I reached out for God’s graces… What we had in Mongolia for the Medical Editors’ Meet was entirely unique. It was a quiet experience that will remain in my heart forever. I had a blessed time with my brother ... ... and with the rest of the doctors who participated. It was there, that the Lord established Himself as my rock... He was preparing me for something... -----0----- 25th of August, I felt a stabbing pain on my abdomen...  After three days of consecutive vomiting, I decided to see a gastroenterologist. I had