Hundred thousand miles

 My hundred thousand miles and The Reason 

Driving back home 
On a Friday night 
Highway was busy 
People travel on both direction
Some rushing to see their loved ones 
Some chasing the world of its fortune 
Some racing to meet the needs of the world 
Some take the journey to ends meet 
Some travel pointless 
Some reach the destination 
Some journey ends abruptly
Some don’t make it anywhere 
Some are disappointed about the journey 
Some elated about the journey
Some seems to be dead end 
Some has happy endings
Some leads to sorrow 
But 
It’s who you travel with 
Makes all the difference 

But Moon
The Masters creation 
Moved steadily and slowly in the blue sky 
Traveling in one direction 
The path laid out by The master creator
Never wanders in its own direction 
But strictly follow the Creator who commands 
Chasing the sun to rest 
For another twelve hours 
Telling the whole world to pause and rest 
The moon comes with a delight 
Time to reflect and release the stress 
What a sight 
I pulled the car on the highway 
And just sunk in my thoughts 
Looking through my eyes
What a majestic creator 
Sends out His creation 
“Slow down”is the voice in my ears 
The still gentle whisper -1 Kings  19:12
“I am in control  
Just follow My path “
Says The creator 
But Their are many 
Traveling on all direction 
To a pointless destination 
Rest to their mind and soul unknown
Stress in their life is full blown 
Peaceful life is postponed until 
For me 
My hundred thousand miles is not pointless 
Encountered obstacles 
Emerging challenges 
Empowered strength as the heart balances.
Through every storm that life may send,
Kindness remains our truest friend.
Grateful for all in my journey
Their is a reason 
Through it all ,I have learned 
He is my reason 
That 
Brought me closer to The Throne of Grace
Everything happens for a Reason 
You take time to find that Reason .

Reasons will haunt for seasons,
But the Creator who controls all seasons
Is the only answer for your reasons-Anbu Jeremiah 

                

Their is always someone behind your life

 

Who helps you?  ‘Help her in whatever she needs, for she has been helpful to many, and especially to me.’ Romans 1 6:2  Captain Charlie Plumb was a US Navy fighter pilot in Vietnam. After seventy-five combat missions, his plane was demolished by a surface-to-air missile. Plumb ejected from the plane and parachuted into enemy hands. He spent the next six years in a Communist prison. He survived the ordeal and now lectures on what he learned from his experience.  One day when he and his wife were sitting in a restaurant, a man from another table walked over and said, ‘You’re Plumb! You flew jet fighters in Vietnam from the aircraft carrier Kitty Hawk. You were shot down!’ Plumb said, ‘How in the world did you know that?’ The man replied, ‘I packed your parachute.’ Then the man grabbed his hand and said, ‘I guess it worked!’ Plumb assured him it had: ‘If your chute hadn’t worked, I wouldn’t be here today.’  That night he couldn’t sleep, wondering about the man. What had he looked like in a Navy uniform? How many times had Plumb seen him without even asking, ‘How are you?’, or anything else, because Plumb was a fighter pilot and the other man was only a sailor. He pondered the many hours that sailor had spent in the bowels of the ship, meticulously weaving the shrouds and folding the silks of each chute, holding in his hands the destiny of a stranger. As a result, when Plumb gives a presentation, he routinely asks his audience an important question: ‘Who’s packing your parachute?’  All of us have someone who provides what we need to make it through the day. In Romans 16:2, Paul said Phoebe ‘ … has been helpful to many, and especially to me’. Who helps you? Today show them your appreciation.

Love and serve with himility

 Shortly after he took over as the president of Tuskegee Institute in Alabama, Booker T. Washington was walking in an exclusive section of town when he was stopped by a wealthy White woman. Not knowing the famous Mr. Washington by sight, she asked if he would like to earn a few dollars by chopping wood for her.

 

Because he had no pressing business at the moment, Mr. Washington smiled, rolled up his sleeves, and proceeded to do the humble chore she had requested. When he was finished, he carried the logs into the house and stacked them by the fireplace. A little girl recognized him and later revealed his identity to the lady.

 

The next morning the embarrassed woman went to see Mr. Washington in his office at the Institute and apologized profusely. “It’s perfectly alright madam,” he replied. “Occasionally I enjoy a little manual labor. Besides, it’s always a delight to do something for a friend.” She shook his hand and warmly reassured him that his meek and gracious attitude had endeared him and his work to her heart.

 

Not long afterward, she showed her admiration by persuading some wealthy acquaintances to join her in donating thousands of dollars to the Tuskegee Institute.

Galatians 5:13-14 through love serve one another and 

You shall love your Neighbour as yourself 

The Spirit of Kindness

A gentle hand, a quiet word,
The sweetest song that’s ever heard.
It costs us nothing, yet it buys
A spark of hope in tired eyes. 

For kindness keeps the spirit whole,
A blessing anchored in the soul.
While others race to reach the end,
The one who leads will be a friend. 

To give is how we truly rise,
With open hearts and steady eyes.
For life is rich and doubly blessed,
When kindness is our daily guest. 

— Anbu Jeremiah 22nd January 2026

God bless