The day will come when God will give the rewards, and He makes no mistakes, although some people may wonder how you came to merit such a reward, as they had never heard of you before.
To get great things from God, we must hold on for the last hour. We can afford to lose anything and everything if we do not lose our faith in God.
As we pass beneath the hills which have been shaken by the earthquake and torn by convulsion, we find that periods of perfect repose succeed those of destruction. The pools of calm water lie clear beneath their fallen rocks, the water lilies gleam, and the reeds whisper among the shadows; the village rises again over the forgotten graves, and its Church tower, white through the storm twilight, proclaims a renewed appeal to His protection “in whose hand are all the corners of the earth, and the strength of the hills is His also”.——Ruskin.
God ploughed one day with an earthquake,
And drove His furrows deep!
The huddling plains upstarted,
The hills were all asleep !
But that is the mountains’ secret,
Age-hidden in their breast;
“God’s peace is everlasting”,
Are the dream-words of their rest.
He made them the haunts of beauty,
The home elect of His grace;
He spreads His mornings upon them,
His sunsets light their face.
His winds bring messages to them,
Wild storm-news from the main;
They sing it down the valleys,
In the love-song of the rain.
They are nurseries for young rivers,
Nests for His flying cloud,
Homesteads for new-born races,
Masterful, free and proud.
The people of tired cities
Come up to their shrines and pray;
God freshens again within them,
As He passes by all day.
And, lo, I have caught their secret !
The beauty deeper than all !
This faith –that life’s hard moments,
When the jarring sorrow befalls
Are but God ploughing His mountains;
And those mountains yet shall be
The source of His grace and freshness
And His peace everlasting to me.
——–William C. Gannett.
Mrs. Rounds :————When my little son was 10 years old, his grandmother promised him a stamp album for Christmas. Christmas came, but no stamp album, and no word from grandmother. The matter, however, was not mentioned; but when is playmates came to see his Christmas presents, I was astonished, after he had named over this and that as GIFTS RECEIVED, to hear him add, “AND A STAMP ALBUM FROM GRANDMOTHER”.
I had heard it several times, when I called him to me, and said, “But, Georgie, you did not get an album from grandmother. Why do you say so ?” There was a wondering look on his face, as if he thought it strange that I should ask such a question, and he replied, “Well, mamma, grandma SAID, so it is the same AS”. I could not say a word to check his faith.
A month went by, and nothing was heard from the album. Finally, one day, I said, to test his faith, and really wondering in my heart why the album had not been sent. “Well, Georgie, I think grandma has forgotten her promise”. “Oh, no, mamma,” he quickly and firmly said, “she hasn’t”. I watched the dear, trusting face, which, for a while, looked ver sober, as if debating the possibilities I had suggested. Finally a bright light passed over it and he said, “Mamma, do you think it would do any good if I should write to her THANKING her for the album ?” “I do not know,” I said, “but you might try it “.
A rich spiritual truth began to dawn upon me. In a few minutes a letter was prepared and committed to the mail, and he went off whistling his confidence in his grandma. in just a short time a letter came, saying : “My dear Georgie : I have not forgotten my promise to you, of an album. I tried to get such a book as you desired, but could not get the sort you wanted; so I sent on to New York. It did not get here till after Christmas and it was still not right, so I sent for another, and as it has not come as yet, I send you three dollars to get one in Chicago. Your loving grandma”.
As he read the letter, his face was the face of a victor. “now, mamma, didn’t I tell you?” came from the depths of a heart that never doubted, “AGAINST HOPE, BELIEVED IN HOPE” It is so human to want sight, when we step out on the promises of God, but our Saviour said to Thomas, and to the long roll of doubters, “BLESSED ARE THEY WHO HAVE NOT SEEN, AND YET HAVE BELIEVED”.
This is the title of Osho’s book.
Why believe in the impossible before breakfast ? Osho masterfully turns everything into meditation. He says : In the morning, when you have just awakened, have a look around you, listen to the chirping of the birds, so that consciously you can see who you are. This is meditation is all about. When the whole atmosphere is awake, you can ride on this tide of awakening, and you can enter into your being——AWAKE, ALERT, AWARE, and your whole day will be transformed, because then YOU WLL HAVE A DIFFERENT ORIENTATION.
When you are just out of sleep, you are closer to your higher self. The negative mind is not yet functioning, as you are in tune with your being. Therefore, it is easier to believe in your hidden potential. Once you believe it deeply, you can garner strength, which makes the impossible——–POSSIBLE.
Satya Nadella, the new CEO of Microsoft, paraphrased Oscar Wilde’s quote : We need to believe in the impossible and remove the improbable. The original quote goes thus : Man can believe the impossible, but man can never believe the improbable.
Why ? Because the impossible is just an idea, which can never materialise, so one doesn’t have to do anything to make it happen, if one gears up all the energies, takes the risk and strives hard. Very few have this courage, so it is convenient not to believe in the improbable. If you want to go on evolving, IMAGINE THE UNIMAGINABLE, REACH OUT TO THE NEW HORIZONS, TRY TO GO BEYOND THE FRONTIER OF THE KNOWN.