Through the kaleidoscope ……
Through the kaleidoscope …… One of the most intriguing images that I personally enjoyed in my childhood had been through the kaleidoscope. Each time I shook it, a beautiful mesmerizing pattern came up. It had such perfection and depth. In those days anyone who came back from a visit to Kanyakumari, the southernmost point of peninsular India and the place of confluence of three oceans, invariably purchased this squarish tube covered with dark magenta and violet colored paper. Scripture portions have a similar effect on me, and perhaps it does for all believers. As my life traverses each day through knowns and unknowns, experiences thrilling and joyful, as well as dampening desolate paths, the insights that scripture gives me illuminates and refreshes me. Like the images in the kaleidoscope that brought joy to me in my childhood, scripture kept churning out one uplifting thought after another. It kept me grounded when I drifted off track. Sometimes I would be down in the dump...