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Discussion in 'Inspirational' started by Mai Harinder Kaur, Apr 22, 2009.

  1. Mai Harinder Kaur

    Mai Harinder Kaur
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    These are difficult days. The world economy has tanked, crime and violence and drugs are almost everywhere. Many of us could use some encouragement and insight. I think this story offers both.

    One of my daughters-in-law sent this to me, and I think it's appropriate to share it here:
    Some years ago, on a hot summer day, a little boy
    decided to go for a swim in the old swimming hole that was behind his
    house. In a hurry to dive into the cool water, he ran out the back
    door, leaving behind 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 crocodile was swimming toward the shore.

    In the house, his mother was looking out the window. She 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
    crocodile reached him. From the dock, the mother grabbed her little
    boy by the arms, just as the crocodile snatched his legs. That began
    a very incredible tug-of-war between the two.

    The crocodile 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 crocodile. Remarkably, after weeks and
    weeks in the hospital, the little boy Survived. His legs were
    extremely scarred by the vicious attack of the animal. On his arms,
    there 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 the boy if he would show him his scars.

    The boy lifted his pant legs. 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.'

    You and I can identify with that little boy.
    We have scars, too. No, not from an crocodile, but the scars of a
    painful past. Some of those scars are unsightly, and have caused us
    deep regret. But, some wounds, my friend, are because God has refused
    to let go. In the midst of your struggle, S/He's been right there,
    holding on to you.

    Gurbani teaches that God loves you.
    You are a child of God. S/He wants to protect you, and provide for
    you in every way. But, sometimes, we foolishly wade into dangerous
    situations, not knowing what lies ahead. The swimming hole of life -
    the terrifying world ocean - is filled with peril ~ and we forget
    that anything can - and does - happen. That is when the tug-of-war

    If you have the scars of His/Her love on your arms, be very, very
    grateful. S/He will not ever let you go.

    Never judge other persons' scars, because you don't know how they got them

    (A successful person is one who can lay a firm foundation with the
    bricks that others throw at him or her.)

    Chardi kala!
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  3. Aman Singh

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    Thank you for bringing an air of positivity along with you, every time you visit SPN. :wah:
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    Mai Harinder Kaur

    Mai Harinder Kaur
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    Thanks Aman Ji.

    Chardi kala is an obligation ond privilege of every Sikh. Some of us who are a little older have had the opportunity to practice it more in all sorts of circumstances.:happy:
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