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Articles: Devotion | God's greatest miracle
- Mr. Venkata Ramanamurty Mallajosyula
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For this Sunday we have the transcript of a talk delivered by a student of Swami’s Institute, Sri Satyabrata Paul, during the Morning Prayer session a few days ago.
The Sun humbly and gradually slid down, ready to take the final plunge into the western horizon to give warmth and light to the other half of the world. I had just completed my work and was on my way back home. All of a sudden dark water-laden clouds appeared out of nowhere and they seemed to cover the entire expanse of the sky. I received these early warning signals and hurried up my steps. I couldn’t make it in time. It started as a slight drizzle and in no time it shifted gears, and then it was a downpour. It was as the cliché goes “raining cats and dogs”. Nature was at its furious best and it kept lashing at the face of earth without any mercy whatsoever. I quickly took shelter in the open arms of a huge banyan tree. Lightening struck and it was sincerely followed by the vociferous growl of thunder.
Amidst all this chaos and confusion, a movement in the distance caught my attention. At some distance I could see a child of about 7 years struggling on the road in the rain. A closer look revealed to my horror that he had only one leg and one hand and one of his eye sockets was empty. On one hand the child was trying his best to crawl and drag himself to a safer place that would protect him from the fury of nature. And on the other hand, nature was tossing him from side to side, whipping, lashing and pelting him with water, determined not to let him move! This tussle went on for some time and I could take it no longer. I screamed out, “God, why did you forget this child of yours? Why did you forsake him? Did you not do anything for him?” A deep voice echoed across the sky and in a crystal clear tone replied’ “No. I did not forget him. I did not forsake him. I CREATED YOU.” My good old alarm clock brought me back into this so-called real world!
The dream was over but actually my thought process had just started. It set me thinking of those three words -“I created you.” The dream triggered a number of thoughts in my mind. Was I blissfully walking through life like a dead man? It was then that I came across a beautiful article that answered so many of my queries. We always crib about things. We have complains on almost every possible thing that we can set our eyes upon. In our childhood we all dream of big things in life. We dream of castles, palaces, moon, fame, spaceflights, scientists, artists and so many things. Yet sadly, somewhere down the line all those dreams remain just dreams! They simply disappear into oblivion. And then we weep for the lost childhood, we weep for the lost joy of youth, we weep for our unrealized potential, we weep for our wasted talent, Oh! We weep for our lost individuality trampled by the mob…..
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