by Prasanta | Apr 26, 2023 | Grief, Healing, The Mudroom
Grief – Inseparable She knocks on the front door, but she really didnโt have to. I saw her crouching there a few days ago. I can feel her presence before she announces herself. I didnโt invite her; she simply comes. She isnโt a respecter of persons; she...
by Prasanta | Mar 29, 2023 | Belonging, culture, Identity, Immigrant, Immigrant Stories, Loneliness
I finished the manuscript! What manuscript, you ask? The one I’m writing! My first nonfiction book. This is the manuscript, all printed out. I turned it in some weeks ago, and soon I’ll get my edits and revisions back. : ) It’s hard work, but good...
by Prasanta | Dec 10, 2022 | Belonging, Identity, Immigrant, Immigrant Stories
What do we see when we look at othersโ faces? We notice the outward appearance, whether we wish to or not. Skin color, eye color, clothing, and so on, are apparent features that are obvious and difficult to pretend we do not see. What we cannot see or know from the...
by Prasanta | Nov 30, 2022 | Advent, devotional
The four weeks leading up to Christmas are often referred to as โAdvent.โ The word โAdventโ comes from the Latin word โadventus,โ meaning โcomingโ and is a translation of the Greek word โParousia,โ which refers to the second coming of Christ. The second coming is how...
by Prasanta | Jan 20, 2022 | Hope
An Airport Scare I was in the Atlanta airport just before Thanksgiving week when rumors of an active shooter circulated, forcing all inside to evacuate. I had dropped off my luggage with the skycap in front of the terminal, something I usually donโt do, but there was...
by Prasanta | Nov 23, 2021 | Beauty, Belonging, culture, Ethnicity, Gratefulness, Identity, Uncategorized
The leaves in fall.The smell of hot coffee,freshly baked bread,and cinnamon.Eyes that smile.Laughter.Fuzzy blankets.Dappled sunlight.Friendship.Good news.Flowers.Old trees.Grandmothers.Tea.Pecan pie.Music.Poetry.Brown skin.Brown eyes.Black hair.Your name.Your...
by Prasanta | Apr 9, 2020 | Change, Christ, Christianity, Cross, God's love, Hope, Jesus, Lent, Love, Mercy, the cross
Did Jesus practice eucharisteo* as he walked to Calvary? As people spat and spurned, did he continue to give thanks to God the father? Did he continue to give thanks as he was so greatly burdened, bowed down with the heavy load, bruised, agonizing, and all he could...
by Prasanta | Dec 31, 2019 | Hope, Poetry, Purpose, Redemption
On New Years Eve, people all over the world celebrate the dawn and hope of a new beginning. One never knows what lies ahead, at the cusp of a new year. One thing is certain: there will be both joys and sorrows. I could never have predicted the year I have had. 2019...
by Prasanta | May 6, 2019 | Hope, Spring
I spotted this little surprise by the front door a few days ago. In the darkness, a little bit of hope waits quietly. When uncertainties, questions, and unknowns linger in our minds, this little picture of spring is a mess that will arrive at the right time, a promise...
by Prasanta | Apr 17, 2019 | Change, Christ, Christianity, Cross, God's love, Hope, Jesus, Lent, Love, Mercy, the cross
Did Jesus practice eucharisteo* as he walked to Calvary? As people spat and spurned, did he continue to give thanks to God the father? Did he continue to give thanks as he was so greatly burdened, bowed down with the heavy load, bruised, agonizing, and all he could...
