Balagai – St Joseph Church

I have  been trying to sort out a thousand photos. In our reunion today, one of our fellow pilgrims, a very good photographer, said that he had  about four thousand photos. Yes, 4,000 photos and not only that, he has  been able to systematically display them on a day to day basis. What a gift!

I was pleased to have another lot of photos for myself from yet another good photographer. As I feasted on the photos, I  just marvelled at the way our eyes look at the same scenes in so many different ways. One person looks at a scene from one angle and is quite satisfied. He takes a photo of it. Another person looks at the same scene and takes a photo which turns out to be different. Such refreshing ideas! Thanks be to God for giving us eyes to admire the beauty around us and to appreciate his wondrous creations. Praise God!


Master Creator

If the sky could be seen as a canvas, then one could truly say that the Master Creator never stops putting works of art for our viewing pleasure. How many lessons we take from the beautiful world that God has created and continues to create. It is marvellous! One needs only to look at one aspect, the clouds in the sky. I remember those Geography lessons rather vaguely for we had to study and give names to the different types of clouds. It was not my favourite subject and I did not pay much attention. Now, however, even without knowing the different names for the different kinds of clouds, I can appreciate their various formations.

Just look at how the blue sky, a perfect tone indeed,  has been dappled with so many ‘cotton candy’ fluffy balls which really are just moisture, waiting to nourish the dry earth? I could not resist taking a photo of this formation at the Centre for Ignatian Spirituality and Counselling. What a perfect day!

 Which child has not gazed upwards and opened his/her mouth in awe? Which one of us has not looked at a cloud formation and seen more than meets the eye? So it was with some delight that I learnt  just a couple of days ago from a friend that she was a member of a group of admirers who actually appreciated clouds. I was amused to learn that such an organisation existed, and yet, is it surprising? Perhaps not.

I may not be a member but I can certainly count myself as one who loves the beauty around. I see it with my eyes. I smell it with my nose. I hear it with my ears and with my mouth, I sing the praises of God, the Master Creator!

The silver lining


One of my favourite sights is the sky. . . be it cloudy or clear. I was thinking again of Africa with its plains, vast stretches of land with no tall buildings to hinder one’s eyes from looking ahead. I was also thinking of Mongolia, the little I have seen, and the vast plains. . .. green stretches that go for miles.

And here is the sky in a part of Singapore. Who lives under it? Human kind. All that lives and breathes.

Marvellous. On such days, gazing up at the sky, I can only think of all that is perfect, holy, pure, true and heavenly…yes, heavenly. Praise God!