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  My grandmother (Ammachi) loved chocolate.  When we questioned Ammachi about her blood sugar levels, her response was pretty standard. “Who’s checking?” she would say with a smirk.  And when this same 92 year old grandmother was asked ‘How are you doing,’ she had yet another clever and witty reply. “Better than Barzillai.” Perhaps you’re scratching your

It’s like iron sharpening iron…on steroids. Here’s what the past twenty years of marriage have taught me. #1 I wasn’t as nice as I thought I was. If you have even an ounce of selfishness in you (and I had several ounces), marriage has a way of bringing it to the surface. God used marriage

When our first child was about two years old, I thought I had this parenting thing down. Our son was obedient, orderly, you name it..he was it. And then we had kid # 2. He was cute, charming, well behaved (in public), but behind closed doors…let’s just say, we were worn out! I remember my

Who doesn’t love chicken fry? Yes, you heard me right. Not Fried Chicken. Chicken Fry. It’s a healthier version of Fried Chicken with an Indian twist. Here’s a recipe my mom put together, it’s been a family favorite for decades. (I tweaked it just a bit…sorry, mama) Hope you Enjoy! Mama’s South Indian Chicken Fry

I remember when my boys were little. There were days I felt more like a referee than a mom. My little one was usually the instigator, egging his big brother on (see pic above). But it takes two to tango. Right? So, when it looked like there was no end in sight, I’d step in.

Our kitchen trash reached max capacity. So my son (who shall remain nameless to protect his identity), being the responsible guy that he is, tied up the trash bag and took it out. Weirdly enough, the trash was now out of the house, but a horrible trash smell (which wasn’t there before) was now inside

The “enemy” comes at us in many different ways. Fear, dread, anxiety, depression, opposition. I know we’re only two months into 2019, but I’ve already experienced days in which the enemy is a little too close for comfort. But God. Numbers 10:9 “When you go into battle in your own land against an enemy who

Painting above & guest post below- by our friend, Gia George (The painting is a reproduction of a painting done by John Fernandez) ______________ Mama wouldn’t bother to wish me on my birthday. Instead, she would narrate her memories of giving birth to me. Am not exactly sure why she vividly remembered every detail of

Growing up, my church would sing the chorus of this song over and over again…in three different languages! Malayalam, Hindi and English. It was simple and catchy.  “God is so good, He’s so good to me.” As I got older, life happened, and there were definite seasons when this song became more difficult for me

My friend and I can laugh about it now, but it wasn’t very funny twenty five years ago when it all went down… I was in my last year of college, tired from a busy day and getting ready for bed…when it hit me. I have rotations in the morning and I forgot to wash