When You Hit The Wall

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I have been working out for 14 years now and one of my biggest struggles in being fit is that you keep hitting the plateau stage ever so often. I wanted to mix it up a little this week so I decided to do a Total Body Cardio workout. I am glad that I had mentally prepared myself to finish the entire session,but boy did I get my butt whooped in this one;)

If you would like to try it out, here is the link: Bob Harper Total Body Transformation Workout

Happy weekend!


Contentment in Illness

Contentment in singleness does not seem that tough than being content in long periods of illness. Don’t worry I don’t have any major disease, just the dumb flu 🤧But sometimes even things like the flu can steal your joy and make you grumpy.


My immunity sucks- so I tend to catch the flu quite often in this weather when it’s all damp. The last two weeks have not been so great with this low grade fever, weakness and the inability to basically do normal things. But yet I know I need to learn to be joyful, get some rest (it’s hard for me to sit still) and enjoy the downtime. Really hoping that in the coming days I will be able to have some normal days🙄



Photo of Woman Sitting on Chair

I took the day off today so that I can rest and catch up on my sleep. Have been kinda under the weather for the past couple of days, but I think a lot of it could have been avoided if I just rested on the weekend. Sometimes  it’s difficult for me to just be still so I ended up adding  a list of things I feel I need to do.

It’s only mid-week and I could barely wake up this morning. I just could not see myself heading out today. I did catch up on my sleep and also just took the day slow. I was glad that there are no evening work calls, so that I can just let the day flow.

Even as I write this post I am glad to see the sun rays enter the room and for the dry weather. I am grateful unto the Lord for these days where I can just slow down and live in the moment.

Hoping you all are having a good Wednesday!


A little sunlight will do :)

When I was in Germany last year for a conference, I could not figure out why all of the Europeans would stand out in the sunlight and have lunch or coffee or even extended conversations. After experiencing two months of constant rain with no sunlight, I totally get it now. I remember talking to one of the girls there and she said that it can get quite gloomy during the monsoon and especially when it snows as that tends to dampen your mood quite a bit. I could not relate much to it as I come from a country where we experience the heat and the sun almost 9 months in a year. Our winter too is more like a cool summer breeze.

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After spending most of my weekends home these past couple of weeks due to the constant rains – I have come to appreciate the sunlight a lot more. And when I mean appreciate – I am lying down at the edge of bed next to the balcony trying to get soak in a few mins of sun rays 😐

I praise God for the monsoons and I know that we need the water as we usually have pretty intense summers. But I am totally ready for some dry ground!



Repost:Why I Thank God for Chronic Pain

Original post on The Gospel Coalition

It’s 2:30 a.m., and I have a packed-out day ahead of me. So why am I still awake at this hour? Yet again, my joint pain is getting the best of me and making sleep impossible. I suffer from multiple chronic illnesses, including a degenerative form of arthritis called ankylosing spondylitis. Since my diagnosis, I’ve spent many sleepless nights trying to find a position that might give my spine some relief long enough for me to fall asleep. Although I’m fortunate to have found medications that have spared me from much of it, chronic pain has become a constant companion to me.

It’s easy to focus on the negative aspects of chronic pain; at times, it even seems that there are only negative aspects of chronic pain. It’s constant and all-consuming. Sometimes it becomes the only thing I can think about. Yet in the midst of the overwhelming negative reality of living with such pain, I’ve held tightly to one positive truth about my pain. This positive came to me one night from the depths of my illness.

Mysterious Illness

When I was a sophomore in high school I became suddenly and mysteriously ill. The onset of the illness was the culmination of a year and a half of silently suffering through deep depression. I didn’t know how to ask for help, so I bottled it up for too long. My body could no longer cope with my constant state of mental and emotional distress.

The physical breakdown started with an inflammatory disease in my eye. A week later, I began vomiting. I was unable to keep any food down for five weeks. Within those five weeks, I was also diagnosed with arthritis. Although it primarily targets my spine, within two weeks of that diagnosis I felt the pain spread through every joint in my body.

It wasn’t evident at first whether the vomiting was related to the arthritis. I was a mystery to each of the countless doctors I saw. With every passing day, I grew weaker and thinner. No amount of testing or procedures revealed even the tiniest hint of what had gone wrong with my body. After the first five weeks of vomiting I could keep some food down, but the improvement was marginal. It also took several months before I could begin treatment for my arthritis. Between malnutrition and arthritis pain, I was unable to walk long distances. I frequently passed out on the short walk between my bed and the bathroom. I was wasting away.

Angry with God

A month or two after the onset, I was lying on the bathroom floor in the middle of the night. I had been vomiting all night and was too weak even to crawl back to my bed. My back felt like it was on fire—the inflammation in each individual vertebra of my spine was the worst it had been. After lying there on the bathroom floor for some time, I had a heated conversation with God. I looked back on my dismal, black, year-and-a-half of depression and realized I was deeply angry with him. It was an emotion I had never expressed to him before.

I was angry because he had caused a lot of painful things to happen in my life, and I couldn’t understand what he was doing. Every plan I had for my future had been whisked away in one blow. I felt like I was treading water in the middle of a vast, dark ocean. Even worse, I was trying to reconcile the bad things that had happened in my life with the picture of the good and loving God I had always been taught. It seemed only pain had come from following him. I’d felt deep loneliness since moving away from my hometown; I felt even more lonely stuck at home day after day, unable to explain to my peers what was happening to me. And I was desperate for answers that doctors were unable to give.

So I laid on the bathroom floor, paralyzed by physical and emotional pain, and I yelled at God. I cried, and I yelled. I accused him of causing all my pain, and eventually I had nothing left. No tears, nothing more to say, just a broken body on a bathroom floor. It was his turn to talk.

Envisioning Him

With the eye of faith, I saw Christ on the cross. God, in a human body, taking on physical pain far greater than my own. Thorns in his head, blood dripping down his face, nails in his hands and feet, love in his face. I felt his pain in my own body, the fire in my spine intensifying as I looked at him. But I also felt him holding me like a child.

I knew in my heart in that moment that nothing can separate me from the love of God in Christ Jesus (Rom. 8:39). I was completely overwhelmed with the knowledge that my God not only knows what’s wrong with my body even when no human doctor does, he also knows my physical pain more intimately than anyone else ever could. The loneliness of suffering and the frustration of not having answers were taken away in an instant. I felt a physical burden lifted from my body and my heart.

Until that moment, I had never understood the relevance of Christ’s death on the cross to the details of my daily life, my pains and my joys. It was only in the light of the cross that I could make sense of my own suffering. This reminder is the positive result of my pain. In moments when I feel overwhelmed, I remember Calvary. I thank God for the precious gift of my salvation, because on some (very small!) level I have begun to understand the cost of my salvation.

Chronic pain is a constant reminder that my life is not my own; it has been bought with a price.


When We See Your Face

We are doing the book of Revelation in our Bible Study  which is a part of the Dust to Glory series by RC Sproul. I have always been afraid to study this book, but even as we were watching the video and RC Sproul was explaining the text, the main focus will always be the same –  Jesus Christ. Its amazing how studying through this book gets you so excited to want to see Jesus soon!! I can’t wait till we are all in heaven, singing out to Him and giving the praise He deserves!

Was listening to some worship songs this afternoon and this one describes it best 🙂

(Link to the video in the title of the song)

 When We See Your Face

Though the dark is overwhelming
And the brightest lights grow dim
Though the Word of God
Is trampled on by foolish men
Though the wicked never stumble
And abound in every place
We will all be humbled when we see Your face

And the demons we’ve been fighting
Those without and those within
Will be underneath our feet
To never rise again
All our sins will be behind us
Through the blood of Christ erased
And we’ll taste Your kindness when we see Your face

We will see, we will know
Like we’ve never known before
We’ll be found, we’ll be home
We’ll be Yours forevermore

All the waiting will be over
Every sorrow will be healed
All the dreams it seemed
Could never be will all be real
And You’ll gather us together
In Your arms of endless grace
As Your Bride forever when we see Your face

And You’ll gather us together
In your arms of endless grace
As Your Bride forever when we see Your face

Music and Words by Bob Kauflin and Jordan Kauflin © 2017 Sovereign Grace Praise (BMI)