Why does a sailor brave the waves? Why does a climber risk
the blizzards and precipices? Why the forays into the wild? Why the voyages into
space?
He is my Father only if I am the innocent Son, the epitome of
love and faith, the One who adorns the Cross without question and wears a crown
of thorns. The son who stands fearless as the walls go up around him in Sirhind.
Be not ‘child-like’, mon ami, be a child! Do not demand, for body or soul - surrender.
Does the sailor then live in exultation of having conquered
the waves, or is he humbled by the magnanimity of the ocean? Does the climber
believe that he conquered the mountain, or does he dissolve inwardly and face
again and again all the times when the mountain was kind to him who was not
even a little rag doll in the clutches of a giant?
The craving is to merge, to become One with the mountain, the sea, the forest and the universe.
The craving is to merge, to become One with the mountain, the sea, the forest and the universe.
Did I not laugh and shriek with delight when my father flung
me up into the air, not questioning for a moment that he would catch me and
hold me to his breast the next moment? Did I not absolutely believe all the
tales my father spun? Did I question him when he said, “Don’t worry, Daddy’s
with you!”
Until the loss of innocence......
When I... AYE... AAIII... became bigger than all else, my
fancies became needs, my likes became truths, my dislikes became abhorrent, the
mirror told lies, dust became dirt, and all the world lost its colour.
Then I turned to God, seeking to appease Him by calling him ‘Father’
at times when I needed favour or consolation, forgetting to share my joys with Him and love him back for all his goodness, and expressing my dissatisfaction
at all His doings at the drop of a hat.
Yes! He is a father. Yes, He is The Father! But only if I am a child. Not an
opportunist who will cuddle up in her lover’s arms and whisper sweet nothings
and coax him into more pampering and preference.
Be not ‘child-like’, mon ami, be a child! Do not demand, for body or soul - surrender.
This post was written in a reply to a reader who had commented as follows:
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Dear zeina glo very nice thought but I think there is no harm in putting forward in front of your FATHER what your heart (with its little knowledge) wants knowing well that he knows the best. No harm in having child like conversations with HIM and as faith builds up he teaches you how to pray for the soul. I think it starts with craving of mind and ends with praying for the soul. | ||||
Zeina Glo recommends reading an account of river rafting at Rafting the Motu - Tony Watkins
www.tony-watkins.com/content/view/24/39/
I hav been told by people to wait for my share of luck but then people who wait get only what's left after those who work. Who should i be? What is to be done?
ReplyDeleteWork. For the sake of the work. For the satisfaction of having done it well. Sincerely. With integrity. Remember some of the words common to all the books of wisdom, ‘To give and not to count the cost, to labour and not to ask for any reward.’
DeleteIf an artist paints for money, or an author writes for monetary gains, their work will lose soul. The singer will lose the enchantment. It must be done for the art itself, the money is happenstance.
Profits. Are incidental. May come in the form of satisfaction. Strength. Sense of achievement. Having made something good. Having served a good cause. Having helped someone. Having made the world a wee bit better for your presence. May, sometimes, come in the elusive form of money.
Luck. If one can smile, laugh in and at the situation one is in now, one is lucky. If one frowns now in worry to create something for the unknown tomorrow, one has lost the today. If one can build happiness around things that do not depend upon money or power, one is LUCKY. If one’s entire being revolves solely around the earning of money or power, one is poor, and damned.
Hey Zeino,
ReplyDeleteThought-provoking post indeed! Must say it brings to light so many "assumed" notions about God that are prevalent in today's world... offer something materialistic to God and He will take away our troubles or like you said, run to him in troubles only... Im intrigued to know: Do you think we all have the image of the almighty within us? If so, when we take wrong decisions in life, who is at work? We? Or the almighty?
Deditus! Your line of thought is addressed specifically in the post 'PERSIAN RUGS - II', and then again in 'YOU DON'T NEED LOVE.' And in 'KILLING THE LIGHT INSIDE.'
ReplyDeleteI think every post, I think this whole story is about addressing the issues you put forward! Go at it!!
Go for Faith, Truth, Perfection, One! Throw away guilt, throw away "I". Discern between right and wrong, and thank Him, smile with Him in His conspiracy in using you to make the world Perfect, with its correct measure of right and wrong. Thank Him for giving you the suffering which could well have gone to your mother or daughter.
You will see the suffering losing its pain and the unhappiness losing its vivid colours!
Conspire with Him! Be One with Him! Forego the I ! And then it's just you and Daddy going through a tough time together, and He wants to ease it for you, while at the same time relying on your youthful strength; and you want to ease the pressure on Him, all the time having full Faith on His judgement!
Let the thoughts flow. FEEL IT !!
You are oh so close!
'...the image of the almighty...'
Oh it's all ONE !
Thank you Zeina, I will read all those posts you've mentioned, I am hooked to your blog now :)
ReplyDeleteZeina Glo sends you inner peace.
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