Friday 29 November 2013

Lord You are so Precious to me: Lyrics and Chords

C      Em               F              G
Lord, You are so precious to me
C       Em          F                G
Lord, You are so precious to me
F       G      F      G
And I  love You
F     G7  C     Am
Yes, I     love You
        F            G              C
Because You first loved me.
C   Em     F        G
Lord, You are so gracious to me
C   Em     F                G
Lord, You are so gracious to me
F     G F      G
And I  love You
F     G7  C     Am
Yes, I     love You

        F            G              C
Because You first loved me.

Sunday 10 November 2013

Simple Yet Profound

The year of faith that we have begun last October should have been a time of renewal of our faith rather a time to know more about our faith. Various occasions like prayer services, talks, and retreats would have enriched our faith. My experience of faith during this intense moment of learning more about faith was different; it was a living experience not with the scholars of faith but with the simple people who are unknown to the world. It was in a hamlet called ‘Roman Morjong’, in the hillock of Karbi Anglong district in Assam with the tribes of Karbi and Tiwa where I went for my mission experience.

The village ‘Roman Morjong’ is a very small and a remote village in Assam. The total population would not be more than 800. The catholic presence in this village crosses 95%. Another interesting fact is that it is believed that this village was the first one to receive faith in the North-East India.  I had the chance of going for Easter blessings as part of my mission experience at North-East India.  Since this village is situated on the hills the journey was adventurous and was a journey of faith.

The very first gesture that caught my attention was their attitude towards the clergy. The moment they saw people with religious habit these simple people perceived us, religious as the representatives of God. In fact, at the end of the Eucharistic celebration these were their words of gratitude, “thank you for bringing God’s blessings for us.” This questioned my task of being a religious on the way to priesthood. I was waiting for the people to come for the Mass as I was in the church where few people continued singing for a long time. But almost the whole village was standing outside the church. My curiosity led me outside and I was astonished. The whole folks were standing in line to make their confession. I was told that it was their custom to receive the Lord with pure heart. These people remind us of the publican in the parable that Jesus spoke of. Nevertheless to say about their prayerful and joyful participation in the Holy Sacrifice, even the children were very devout as they are brought up in that atmosphere to partake in the Eucharist. It is a lesson for us to learn from this simple Christians.

After the Mass, we continued with the blessing of the houses which were either thatched or made up of bamboos. Although the houses were very small they kept a place for prayer where they kept the holy articles. At the end of the prayer in each house they would offer something according to their ability. Their offerings were very simple like eggs or some kilograms of paddy from their fields.  Later it was told that these offerings were the first fruit of that season which they would offer God first and only then they would start selling.

The simple lesson that they render us from these incidents is, I feel, that God gets the prominence of life. Faith is not a theory to be memorized or only to quote in necessary instances rather it is a fact to be lived out. The gestures of these faithful may be simple but they have profound meaning. The message or rather a challenge that these people pose us is to live the faith and be the bearers of faith.