God is with us in the Present...right now.
Today is a New Day — to begin anew, to start again!We must not lose sight of the fact that God wants to do something great in our lives not just today, but each and every day of our lives.
God made us in His Likeness and in His Image.
God made me to know Him, to love Him, and to serve Him in this world, and to be happy with Him forever in Heaven.
I am an expression of God's Love!
I am an expression of God's Love!
I Believe 'Home is where the heart is'.💘
A home may be built of bricks etc.🏡
To me a home is where two or more hearts connect. When a situation brings a family together, that place that they connect in-is Home.
Every day on our way to our aunt's place, we would pass this house under construction. I would look at it with such admiration. It's good for us that my father did eventually tell us that he was offered the home and he declined it. But me and my brother, jumped with excitement pleading with our father to take it. Seeing our excitement on packing our stuff, my father did ask for that home.
Note 1:
78 was our Home address. The Phone no. was 2578
=2578 (14|11=25) Fr. R. T.
=2578 (18|19|20Sep=57) THE PROMISE!
=2578 (28) My Home at present!
=2354 used to be my Father's office number.
=2354=23+54=77 Fr. Reuben Tellis.
[[78+77=155]] Msgr. Alex Rebello & Fr. Abel Fernandez &
Fr. Christopher Goveas &
Fr. Daniel Fernandes & Fr. R. T.
155ccc In faith, the human intellect and will cooperate with divine grace: "Believing is an act of the intellect assenting to the divine truth by command of the will moved by God through grace."
2578 2354
=25+23=48 | 78+54==132 (65Fname+67Dt=132) Fr. R. T.
=25(14+11)| Fr. R. T.
=23(DT=10 + 13) Fr. R. T.
Note 2: Today 13/11/25 (i have gone a little more in detail here)
11th September 2025. #Day 119 = PSALM 119 - i am Thine,
29th August 2024 – It is a year since my father left this world.
30th August 2024 - The day my Father was laid to rest.
29th August 2025 - And this afternoon one of my cousins, passed away.30th August 2025 – The day of the funeral.
I know everything happens perfectly in God’s Time.
When I was a kid, I don’t remember ever laughing. My parents were of a serious nature. But when I came to Mangalore that year for holidays, I learned to laugh.
It so happened that all of us cousins were in our Grand-fathers room, and my cousin W just started laughing. And watching him we all burst into laughter. My brother, Adrian, kept asking us why we were laughing, but really there was no reason to give. Because we followed W and continued laughing.
I remember W each day, for that what I learnt from him-his gift. I learnt, you don’t need no reason to laugh. But when you do, you laugh from your heart. Laugh your loudest laugh.
(And I do laugh really loud, i wish maybe like Abba Father.)
Exactly a year later, and on holidays, my mom asked me to look after the things in the house. I said okay because i was not afraid to be alone because i knew my parents were just five minutes away.
I heard someone call out my name, “Anita", 3 times. at three separate intervals. The first time, I was in the garden, the second time in the house and the third time in the garden. I could see no one. I was terrified and I ran leaving everything. I was 9 years old.
When i got to our new home, i told my mom what had happened and she looked at me with a ridiculous expression-like as if i was creating a story for some reason. But it was the truth. She did not understand, because she did not believe me.
Years after that i always wondered what it was?
I would always see Jesus in my dreams. Jesus would always come.
And when i realized what i heard was the CALLING - i knew i was loved.
See i had to learn to laugh before i could understand the sound of laughter. I could hear Abba Fathers roaring laughter, I will not forget the laughter and my little foolish self.
Today, the 11th of September: in the Grace of God, this is
2929 3030
292933 = 39+39+22=100 (PSALM 100)(As of 20/09/2025)
We have to live - life a whole 100% giving our all to GOD a 100%!
Which means doing the right thing at the right time.
Luke 9:23 - And he said to all, “If any man would come after me, let him deny himself and take up his cross daily and follow me.
Luke 8:5 - “A sower went out to sow his seed; and as he sowed,
Luke 8:8 - And some fell into good soil and grew, and yielded a hundredfold.” As he said this, he called out, “He who has ears to hear, let him hear.”
AND 2929 3030
2+9+9=20 | 2+3+3=8 =208
208=Fr. Christopher Goveas.(139FirstName+69LastName)
2929 3030
DT 311025:=[2929 +3030=5959]
=[59+59=118] PSALM 118
[A=1|R=18==118] Msgr. Alex Rebello.
[A=1|R=18==118] Fr. Anthony Rodrigues.
My First name and Last name=99
My Full name=19
Add (99+19=118) ==PSALM 118
Note 3:
Uncle Frank passed away on 21/06/2019. 06
And his funeral was held on 23/06/2019. 06
Uncle A passed away on 21/10/2025. 10
And his funeral was held on 23/10/2025. 10
Do you notice a pattern? Yes 6 years apart. And on different months. But notice the dates.
06+10=16, where 1=A and 6=F =AF
06+10=16, where 1=A and 6=F =AF
AF is ABBA Father, ABBA Father!
The reason i remember is because my dad loved uncle Frank. On uncle Franks death my dad became very quiet. Being relatives and neighbours, they were very good friends.
And the other reason for remembering the day, uncle Frank was laid to rest, is because it was my parents wedding anniversary. My father found it difficult to eat that night. He never let us on his pain of losing. But now as i think of it. There was a lot that i should have understood.
And uncle A, his only wish when dying was to be at home. And truly he was, in the company of his wife and son.
2121 2323 = 4444
2123 2123 = 2121 2323
= 2222 + 1313 = 3535
= 35+35=70 (Msgr. A. R.)
NOW= 70 + 118(PSALM above)=188/2=94 OR....
[[3535+5959=9494]] of PSALM 119
Note 3a: My Middle name and Last name=94, also v94 of Psalm 119.
119:94 - I am thine, save me; for I have sought thy precepts.
(When my father was sick and in bed, i heard my father speaking to my mom, ‘aav tujoh’-translated, it means I am yours.)(Those words impacted me. I did not fully understand the impact, but I knew I would carry it with me in this life.
Note: September 25, 2025.: [93Fr.AF=39 | 94=49]
NOW I know it is ingrained in my name.
ALL GLORY TO GOD!
me=Note 2
My First name and Last name=99
me=Note 3a
My Middle name and Last name=94
[[99+94=193==reversal139]]
PSALM 139 & Wisdom 3:1-9
I was 8 or 9 when I first heard Fr. Joe. I loved His incredible voice. I knew Him as The Priest Who was incredibly passionate about the Eucharistic Adoration. I did not fully understand Eucharistic Adoration then, but i had never seen such Passion the way i was beginning to understand.
There are some hymns that when sung today, still have that power in them to take me back to the moment when i first heard the roaring echo in the Church, and long after the years have rolled by.
We as a people don't sing like that anymore.
My mom, knew Fr. Joe well. She had gotten herself some books on the lives of the Saints from Fr. Joe.
There were times, I would wish to have stood near Fr. Joe. My uncle would bring us to Church, and we would sit way behind. One day at Fr. Joes mass and during communion, I tried walking to Fr. Joe, but He was already walking towards the steps. He did not see me come.
(I learnt this very important lesson early on in life, to wait for my turn.)
The Second instance - I studied at Mt. Mary’s and on my way to school, near to the Church office, I saw Fr. Joe speaking with one of The Priest'. It would be splendid to have wished Fr. Joe ‘Good Morning’, but He was really engrossed and i quietly passed Him by.
Third instance - It was one of the days when I was in school, and Fr. Joe had come home. It was a Thursday, my brother Adrian, was home. I learnt from him that Fr. Joe had come.
Fr. Joe had some work, i think. But do you understand, it was something I missed. So near and yet I was a million miles away.
It was difficult for me. So, I closed that part in my head.
Some years back when I was in Mangalore, my mom was going through my dad’s stuff. I saw one of my letters addressed to my parents. I opened the letter and there was a handwritten last name Fr. Pereira. I struggled for a matter of time, Who Fr. Pereira could be, and I read the letter through. Then like a flash of lightning, I remembered Fr. Joe had come home and back then I addressed Him as Fr. Pereira.
And in 2008, when I did come to Mt. Carmel, it was one of the days when Fr. Joe celebrated the mass. From all of my experiences, I learnt that I must do things only when God permits me.
I really love Fr. Joe. And do you know, the wonders of God, Fr. Joe knows my first name. Isn’t that a Wonder of Wonders?
I never did anything. God worked it all out.
What I love about Fr. Joe is His Voice and His extreme Love of Jesus in the Holy Eucharist that is what I carry with me, the memory of the Love of Jesus.
You may wonder, why all of a sudden do I mention this?
On the 25th of October a close relative got married in Vasai Church.
There were 6 Priests in all. Two Priests are (family members) Fr. Raymond Fernandes and Fr. Roshan Fernandes.
My cousin looks at the snap and says Fr. Joe is here. I tell him no it can’t be. In all practicality i thought he was joking. Then he hands me his cell and true to what he says, One of the Priests at the celebration of the mass is Fr. Joe Pereira.
Imagine my surprise?
God Works the SUDDENLIES!
Thank You, Abba Father.
Thank You, Jesus.
Thank You, Holy Spirit.
Abba Father, changed my life that day in the month of May. I was 9.
I will forever sing the Wonderfulness of God.
It takes one word to change a person’s life.
Abba Father, called me by my name.
Abba Father, changed my life forever.
Nothing will ever be the same.
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