Monday 20 February 2012

Is Seeing Believing?

Sometimes we demand too much from The Almighty. We asked for loads of things, girl/boyfriend, wealthy, health, job, promotion, etc. And when we found out that God didn't answer our prayers we started to doubt HIS existence. We started to think that God is something that human created in order to find peace and satisfaction in facing the pity of real live situation (ie. rejection, sad moments, etc). When we doubt HIS existence we started to loose our faith, we don't really 'BELIEVE' in God's power anymore. We acknowledge God, all the tales, good-bad behaviour, etc but thats it, end of the story. At this point we've become a very rationale-based person. 1+1 = 2. If I don't see it, if I can't touch/smell/eat it, then I don't believe it.

From the tales we've heard about the God's creation in the past, we always believe that God works in a mysterious way. Well guess what, HE still works in a mysterious ways, sometimes we're to blind to see how things work 'magically' in our lives. Try to look around, see what you can find? Every second that passed is God's miracle, is God's way to lead you to a better live. As I always believe, everything happens for a reason. Thus, we shall learn and appreciate life.

Okay enough about me babbling about God and faith. Today I feel like writing about seeing-is-believing, thats why, as a person who have faith, I believed this analogy would go along with the main topic.

I'm going to close this post with a story from one my favourite writers, Paulo Coelho. I found this story is related to the topic, and I hope you will enjoy it as much as I do.



Raj Tells Me a Story

A widow from a poor village in Bengal did not have enough money to pay her son's bus fare, and so, when the boy started going to school, he would have to walk through the forest all on his own, In order to reassure him, she said:
'Don't be afraid of the forest, my son. Ask you God Krishna to go with you. He will hear you prayer.'
The boy followed his mother's suggestion; Krishna duly appeared; and from the on, accompanied him to school every day.
When it was his teacher's birthday, the boy asked his mother for some money in order to buy him some present.
'We haven't have any money, son. Ask your brother Krishna to get you a present.'
The following day, the boy explained his problem to Krishna, who gave him a jug of milk.
The boy proudly handed the milk to the teacher, but the other boys' presents were far more superior and the teacher didn't even notice his gift.
'Take that jug of milk to the kitchen,' said the teacher to an assistant.
The assistant did as he was told. However, when he tried to empty the jug, he found that it immediately filled up again of its own accord. He informed the teacher, who was amazed and asked the boy:
'Where did you get that jug, and how does it manage to stay full all the time?'
'Krishna, the god of forest, gave it to me.'
The teacher, the students and the assistant all burst out laughing.
'There are no gods in the forest. That's pure superstition,' said the teacher. 'If he exist, let's all go and see him.'
the whole group set off. The boy started calling for Krishna but he did not appear. The boy made one last desperate appeal.
'Brother Krishna, my teacher wants to see you. Please show yourself!'
At that moment, a voice emerged and echoed throughout the forest.
'How can he possibly want to see me, my son? He doesn't even believe I exist!'

Paulo Coelho,
adapted from 'Like The Flowing River'.

Cheers.

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