The knowledge we gather becomes the barrier between us and our Creator. It is only a childlike simple heart can accept anything and everything. When we are childlike, it becomes easier for us to accept and acknowledge God but when we keep a complicated and complex mind then we struggle to accept Him and suffer ultimately.
Don’t we run to Him when we are in trouble? Don’t we scream and cry out to Him when we suffer? Don’t we jump around here and there seeking some divine help when we are sick? Then why is it so difficult for us to accept Him in our day to day life, when we are happy and kicking?
I have heard from even my own family members that, “Let’s be practical“, when I ask them to pray, wait and seek His guidance. I give my example even… Yet, they get stuck to their practicality leaving a God, who is also the creator of this, what we call – ‘A Practical Life‘.
Friends! Be assured, “Because of the LORD’s great love we are not consumed, for His compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.”
Don’t hesitate to acknowledge His presence in your life today…
On the 1st January 2020, I sent a poster that I had made to wish all the people by sending them to everyone I know and are close to me. But I made sure, I add few words to the image I send. The exchange of images and wishes started to flow from both sides. And I received an image of her family with “Happy New Year 2020” written on it as soon as I send my wishes to her.
My reaction to her was : “Words are less… We try to convey our messages through visual imageries more, these days.” She confirmed me by sending two more emojis instead of words again.
It strike me as I was observing this last Christmas and New Year day that how we are so comfortable and fine with just sending images, either created by us or forwarded ones without even caring whether the person is benefited by it or not.
I regret that I haven’t written anything about anyone recently as I usually do on their birthdays. I remember whenever I do such things for any one of my sisters or brothers, others keep poking me for writing something for them as well… or say, “Ah…when my birthday will come and Bhai (brother) will write for me as well“. My Badepapa (My father’s elder brother) used to write such notes for people. I had kept a letter that he had once written. I regret that I had lost it somewhere. I still wish I could find it back to treasure it forever. Most of us have that habit of treasuring those letters. Isn’t it?
Words do have such values and effects on our minds that elevate our spirit when we needed it the most than these forwarded images. No, I am not criticizing or against those formatted images. I did it myself as well. But it has lesser effects on us than a few words of comfort, consolation, encouragement and so on that are hidden behind a wish. The words we type out or speak have powers, they can kill or heal others.
In closing, I would like to quote a couple of Bible verses which read as under:
“The words of a man’s mouth are deep waters; the fountain of wisdom is a bubbling brook.”
“Words satisfy the soul as food satisfies the stomach; the right words on a person’s lips bring satisfaction.”
I am good at framing words and I decided to use my this skill more and more for the benefit of others.
How about you?
Keep thinking as you keep celebrating the freshness of 2020 till the end of January.
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Carrying armloads of gifts uncertain,
Wrapped in glazing wrappers,
Someone knocks at the door,
As the clock ticks away . . .
What a warm welcome
The gift bearer receives
With open arms, beaming smiles
And hugs galore!
Roll onto the table
Some small some big
Hardly can anyone wait for their pick
With excited squeals
All scramble onward
Givings way to mixed gasps
The wrappers are ripped apart
And strewn across the place
As all behold their gifts
Some with smiles and some with tears
Some hold prosperity in their hands
While for some a pile of debts to be cleared
Some united in marital bliss
While some hold a severing chord
Some hold happiness and success
While some have in their hands sadness and failure
Some cradle a new born
While some hold another year’s waiting
As the gift bearer beholds
The mixed expressions
He assures of joy in the midst of grief
And tranquility amidst unrest
The gifts that the year has brought forth
Do not promise prosperity and success for all
Yet there is available abundant Grace for all
Assuring victory over situations strong or dull
The Sender of the gift bearer
Is God over all
In His hands lie the reins
Of one and all.