Scars of Love.... (inspirational)

[Guest guest]

SCARS OF LOVE

 

Some years ago on a hot summer day in south Florida a little boy decided to go

for a swim in the old swimming hole behind his house. In a hurry to dive into

the cool water, he ran out the back door, leaving behind his shoes, socks, and

shirt as he went.He flew into the water, not realising that as he swam toward

the middle of the lake, an alligator was swimming toward the shore. His mother

in the house was looking out the window saw the two as they got closer and

closer together.

 

In utter fear, she ran toward the water, yelling to her son as loudly as she

could. Hearing her voice, the little boy became alarmed and made a U-turn to

swim to his mother. It was too late. Just as he reached her, the alligator

reached him.

 

>From the dock, the mother grabbed her little boy by the arms just as the

alligator snatched his legs. That began an incredible tug-of-war between the

two. The alligator was much stronger than the mother, but the mother was much

too passionate to let go. A farmer happened to drive by, heard her screams,

raced from his truck, took aim and shot the alligator.Remarkably, after weeks

and weeks in the hospital, the little boy survived. His legs were extremely

scarred by the vicious attack of the animal. And, on his arms, were deep

scratches where his mother's fingernails dug into his flesh in her effort to

hang on to the son she loved.The newspaper reporter, who interviewed the boy

after the trauma, asked if he would show him his scars. The boy lifted his pant

legs. And then, with obvious pride, he said to the reporter, "But look at my

arms. I have great scars on my arms, too. I have them because my Mom wouldn't

let go."Dear brothers & sisters, all of us I can identify with that little boy.

Each and everyone of us has at least some scars....not from an alligator.... but

from some sad and painful events in our lives.

 

Some of those scars may be unsightly and have caused us deep regret.....

however, some wounds are there because our loving Swami has refused to let go.

We are the children of Sai. We know that He loves us. He wants to protect us and

provide for us in every way. But sometimes we foolishly wade into dangerous

situations, not knowing what lies ahead. The swimming hole of life is filled

with peril.....and we forget that the 'enemy' ( of ego, anger, desire, greed

etc. ) is waiting to attack. That's when the tug-of-war begins....!

 

In the midst of our struggle...... our Baba has been there holding on to us very

tight! And if we have the scars of His love on our arms... let us be very, very

grateful.

 

He did not and will not EVER let us go!Beloved Sai Maa.....please help us never

to judge another person's scars.. because only You know how they were made!

 

 

 

Remain Blessed!

 

Duty is God, Work is Worship

[Guest guest]

An excellent reflection of human mind's vagaries and

the God's way of doing things.God bless you Madhvi

Sairam

 

At His lotus feet

Sugathan Nambiar