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God's Own Land

God's Own Land

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Kerala being my native place I have visited it plenty of times, but this one, my latest trip was the most enlightening and amazing one of them all.

Along with the usual visiting of infinite relatives, eating the uncountable jack fruits, mangoes and coconuts, and the timeless beauty of the Kerala rains, I learnt a few valuable things on this trip. In Kerala , I live in a place called Pallikara (along the border of a church) which is my maternal grandfather’s birthplace.

This place is basically famous because of two churches, St. Mary’s Cathedral Morkala, which was built in 905 AD and Malaikurushil church which is built on the top of a hill. It is believed that St.George had once traveled through this area and the church has been built where the footprints of his horse had once been.

One particular Saturday I decided to pay this church a visit .The reason for me wanting to go there was not because I was particularly interested in its history, it was just that I was getting bored at home and also because I had heard that the wishes made there always come true.

At first sight I was disappointed because the church did not have the kind of grandeur and glamour I had expected from such a major pilgrimage center. The church I had heard so much about just turned out to be a small country church. Only when I came nearer did I see the number of people standing outside and around the church because of the lack of space inside it. Not only Christians but people from every caste, creed, race and religion were kneeling, sitting, standing and even crying there.

I was truly and thoroughly stunned! I had failed to see the beauty in the simplicity of the church. I do not know whether my wish was important enough to be granted, but one thing I know for sure now is that just like it is foolish to judge a book by its cover, it is even more foolish to judge a church by its size. What truly matters is the size of spirituality and devotion in the hearts of the people who come to pray and worship there.


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