This time it was decided as a pilgrimage for
offering prayers and requests to Our Lord as these days were so painful and
full of struggles; not only For me but For My Own Too.
Seeing the Pain and Struggle of Man Sometimes we
may feel So angry to God; But when we give time to hear his side then we will
find that it is not the mistake of God but it is all Because of We Man Only
Ennu.
Man Only Comes to God to Pray, Demand and to
Give Requests. No One Spare time to sit before god and to hear what he says to
them.
Most of the Time Our intelligence Becomes So
Small to Understand His Big Plans,
Sometimes We Understands His Plan But Fails to
Trust It Fully as It Seems So Stupid Impossible Plans.
From the Valley I felt it would be So hard to Reach
the top of the mountain, I Remembered My Earlier Experience, hence prayed to
Abba Father to Hold My Hands So That I Reach the Top of the Malayatoor Hill
Easy and Without Much Struggle.
One By One Every Station of Way of Cross Covered
and When I Pass Each Station I Saw Him Holding My Hands and Pulling Me to The
Next Station.
I Find it So Easy to Climb the Hill; Because He
Was there to Pull Me With a Smile.
In that journey I find the struggle of Lord for
me, For Us.
He Carried a Cross of Millions of People's
Burdens Over His Shoulder and Climbed the Hill Not to Gain Grace or Blessings
Like Me, But to Cleanse Me So That I Live.
In Every Station of Way of Cross I Put Prayers,
Requests and Demands Before Him So That He Provide Me That In The Name of His
Valuable Sacrifice He Made Before God.
Definitely I Meditate the Painful Path of Jesus
in Every Station But at The Same Time I Didn't Forget to Demand Him So Many
Things Without Considering His Pain, His Wounds and His Struggle For Me.
Because I Came There, I Climbed the Mountain, I Took The Lent For a Reason. A
Reason Which Benefit Me Or My Own So That I Live Peacefully, My Own Live
Peacefully Without Strain.
But I Didn't See Angry On That Beautiful Face -
Covered With Blood and Wounds,
Instead I Saw a Brightness On His Eyes and a
Beautiful Smile On His Lips.
Which Assured Me That I Will Get What I Asked to
Him,
Because He is My Father, My Lord and He Loves Me
So Much, He Loves Us So Much.
And That Father is Not Worrying About His Pains,
His Struggle and His Burden.
He is Ready to Carry Another Thousand Cross to
See a Beautiful Smile of His Children's Face Because He Loves Us Than We Loves
Him.
Finally I Reached the Top of The Hill. I am So
Happy.
I Forgot That I am Happy Only Because When My
Lord Reached the Top of the Hill He Nailed to The Cross and Hanged There For
Me, as My Substitute and I am Not.
After a While I Started the Return Journey to
the Down Hill, to the Valley.
This Time Too I Hold The Hands of God So That I
Reach the Valley Safe and Easy.
This Time I Didn't Consider the The Stations of
Way of Cross.
I Moved Fast to Reach The Valley.
And Finally I Reached the Valley.
Oh God, Thank You, This Years Malayatoor
Pilgrimage is Over Now Next Year,
I Said Thanks to God.
He Smiled at Me But I Saw His Eyes Where Filled
With Tears.
A God is Crying.
Yea, For Me, For Us It is Just Another
Pilgrimage But For His Son It is a Journey of Sacrifice and It Continues As
Long As I Didn't Stop Doing Sin; We Didn't Stop Doing Sin.
