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A Man of the Soil
Read more: A Man of the SoilIt is hard to grow plants here. In the summer, it is a constant battle against the heat. At this time of year, it is lack of light. What little light makes it through the smog of the megacity is further diluted by the many-storied buildings on every side. Some weeks you under-water, others, you…
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The Holy Approach of the Magi
Read more: The Holy Approach of the MagiA couple of weeks ago my daughter had a part in her school nativity, singing some solo sections of “We Three Kings”. Needless to say, Christmas singing started early in our house this year, as she provided us with daily renditions of the song, practicing it incessantly. As a result of this, I’ve had a…
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Let an Unpolluted Heav’n and Nature Sing
Read more: Let an Unpolluted Heav’n and Nature SingMultiple times in the week, I am asked what I enjoy about the area in which we now live. I have many answers, from the taste of delicious South Asian dishes, the bustling bazars with their dozens of varieties of fish, fruit and veg, and the friendliness of locals, to the golden rice fields, the…
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What I Do Have I Give To You
Read more: What I Do Have I Give To YouLiving here in South Asia places a huge burden on the heart, that does not exist to the same extent in Ireland/the West. Poverty. Now of course, we have poor people in Ireland, and we try to help them as we can. Yes, there are those on the streets looking for money, sad scenes of…
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Don’t Touch The Tree
Read more: Don’t Touch The TreeRecently, I heard a fable from our local culture here. The story goes as follows: A dog and an elephant both got pregnant at the same time. Very soon, the dog had a full litter of pups. It soon got pregnant again, and again delivered a full litter of pups. A third time, and a…
