My kinda God...

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My kind of God...

 

I have certain specifications, a set of requirements which I expect my

God to satisfy. Let me list them down first and then I shall start my

search to see if such a God ever exists.

 

Firstly, He should be a delight to look at. His smile should be out-of-world.

 

His face should be so bright that I should be able to see it even when

all lights are off, even if it is very distant. He should seldom

(better never) have a frown on it.

 

He should not be angered at the worst mistake of mine. I might get

angry with Him, shout at Him sometimes. But He should not. I might be

in a good mood or not, but He should always stand before me with

cheerful countenance and welcoming arms.

 

After all I am a human being, I have my own worries, you know!

 

He should respond with whatever Name I call Him, whichever time of

day/night I call Him and that should be quick, you know, like a

thunder that responds to a lightning. His appearance, His every move,

every gesture should be as new and refreshing as every sunrise.

 

The ambience around Him, wherever He is, should be so soothing that I

can sit down and relax after a hectic day. (He should not have hectic

days or busy hours of His own). His eyes should speak. They should

make me sing. When I have some time out of my chores, I'll sit looking

into them and get myself lost.

 

Everything about Him should be as ancient and as new as anything else.

He should not have any limitations.

 

When doctors tell me, "We're sorry. We can't help." He should smile at

them, then look at me, and ask me, "Why did you come to these people,

when I'm with you?" When I get a fever, or cold, an injury or a

fracture, an infectious disease or a fatal ailment - and no-one is

around to take care of me (including parents and friends), He should

rush to me immediately and take me into His lap.

 

When there is no-one out there to hear me, even if I shout at the

highest of my voice, when I am overcome with fear and loneliness, He

should immediately reply, "Yes, Bangaaroo... I am here. Why are you

worried?"

 

He should put His arms around me and embrace me close to His heart and

hold me tight so that I don't feel the chill, but close my eyes and

savor the coziness.

 

You know why little children, want their mother to pat on their back

and sing a lullaby before they fall asleep? Because they are afraid

that, if they close their eyes, the mother might go away......and some

"boochi" might come and take them away in her absence.

 

Her constant touch when she pats, and the sound of her voice when she

sings, assures them of her presence beside them and gives them courage

to close their eyes and forget the world.

 

And Yes, I too want His touch and feel. I want His assurance of His

presence around, every second, so that I can forget the world and doze

blissfully. When I repent and realize how big a sinner I am, when I am

disgusted of my own conduct, I hold His Hand and weep without

stopping.

 

Then He should run His Hand into my hair, caress it softly, raise my

chin, and look straight into my downcast eyes, and say, "Here....look

at Me? Who said you are a sinner? I tell you, you are good; you are a

nice and sweet boy. I know that and no-one ELSE needs to acknowledge

that. Now, rub off those tears and smile."

 

And then I will rub my eyes, breathe up my running nose and smile like

a child. My parents stay with me as long as I am married or relocated.

My wife accompanies me as long as I am alive or she is alive. My

relatives and friends play with me and have fun till the dusk. As soon

as the sun sets, they bid me good-bye and leave for their own homes.

Suddenly I wake up and ask myself, "Oh! Didn't they come to stay with

me? Those smiles, their sweet talk ...aren't they forever?" I droop

down........and then a Hand falls on my shoulder. It should be His.

 

And last, but not least, He should not hide Himself inside the realms

of the scriptures or the rocks of the idols inside the sanctum

sanatoria....

 

He should come and stand before me in flesh and blood and quietly say,

"I am the one you are looking for".

 

And........He did. My eyes beheld Him and my ears heard Him.

 

At Prasanthi Nilayam.

 

The same Supreme Being who saved Prahlada by appearing from the pillar

and punishing his demonic father;

The same Supreme Being who came to the rescue of Kuchela;

The same Supreme Being who descended from Vaikunta to save Gajendra

(the lord of the elephant)

Has now come to the world as Satchithanandamurthi, presiding over the

hearts of all as 'Puttaparthi Chakravarthi';

 

You should realise that I have come to remind you of your reality,

that in face, every one of you is an embodiment of Satchidananda.

 

~ Swami

 

JAI SAIRAM

Pardha

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Sai Ram

All of us think in the same way.

In Dwaraka Krishna was with 60000 gopikas

In kaliyuga our Sai Krishna is with crores of people at the same time

We are lucky He allows us to think about Him

for everything His grace should be there.

Nice to read each one's experience

Sai Ram