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The Tea Cup

Discussion in 'Spiritual' started by kiram, Jan 22, 2009.

  1. kiram

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    Jan 26, 2008
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    Love this story or not, you will not be able to have tea in a tea cup again without thinking of this.

    There was a couple who took a trip to England to shop in a beautiful antique store to celebrate their 25th wedding anniversary. They both liked antiques and pottery, and especially teacups. Spotting an exceptional cup, they asked "May we see that? We've never seen a cup quite so beautiful."

    As the lady handed it to them, suddenly the teacup spoke, "You don't understand. I have not always been a teacup. There was a time when I was just a lump of red clay. My master took me and rolled me pounded and patted me over and over and I yelled out, "Don't do that."

    "I don't like it!" "Let me alone," but he only smiled, and gently said; "Not yet!"

    Then WHAM! I was placed on a spinning wheel and suddenly I was spun around and around and around. "Stop it! I'm getting so dizzy! I'm going to be sick!", I screamed. But the master only nodded and said, quietly; 'Not yet.'

    He spun me and poked and prodded and bent me out of shape to suit himself and then he put me in the oven. I never felt such heat. I yelled and knocked and pounded at the door. "Help! Get me out of here!" I could see him through the opening and I could read his lips as he shook his head from side to side, 'Not yet'..

    When I thought I couldn't bear it another minute, the door opened. He carefully took me out and put me on he shelf, and I began to cool. Oh, that felt so good! "Ah, this is much better," I thought.
    But, after I cooled he picked me up and he brushed and painted me all over The fumes were horrible. I thought I would gag. 'Oh, please, Stop it, Stop, I cried. He only shook his head and said. 'Not yet!'.

    Then suddenly he put me back in to the oven. Only it was not like the first one. This was twice as hot and I just knew I would suffocate. I begged. I pleaded. I screamed. I cried I was convinced I would never make it. I was ready to give up. Just then the door opened and he took me out and again placed me on the shelf, where I cooled and waited and waited, wondering "What's he going to do to me next?"

    An hour later he handed me a mirror and said 'Look at yourself.' And I did. I said, That's not me; that couldn't be me. It's beautiful. I'm beautiful!!!

    Quietly he spoke: 'I want you to remember, then,' he said, 'I know it hurt to be rolled and pounded and patted, but had I just left you alone, you'd have dried up. I know it made you dizzy to spin around on the wheel, but if I had stopped, you would have crumbled.
    I know it hurt and it was hot and disagreeable in the oven, but if I hadn't put you there, you would have cracked. I know the fumes were bad when I brushed and painted you all over, but if I hadn't done that, you never would have hardened. You would not have had any color in your life.

    If I hadn't put you back in that second oven, you wouldn't have survived for long because the hardness would not have held. Now you are a finished product. Now you are what I had in mind when I first began with you.'"

    The moral of this story is this: God knows what He's doing for each of us. He is the potter, and we are His clay. He will mold us and make us and expose us to just enough pressures of just the right kinds that we may be made into a flawless piece of work to fulfill His good, pleasing and perfect will.

    So when life seems hard, and you are being pounded and patted and pushed almost beyond endurance; when your world seems to be spinning out of control; when you feel like you are in a fiery furnace of trials; when life seems to "stink", try this.

    Brew a cup of your favorite tea in your prettiest tea cup, sit down and think on this story and then, have a little talk with the 'Potter'. . .you'll be glad you did. :)
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  3. Astroboy

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    ਨਾਮ ਤੇਰੇ ਕੀ ਜੋਤਿ ਲਗਾਈ (Previously namjap)
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    ਮਃ ਮਿਟੀ ਮੁਸਲਮਾਨ ਕੀ ਪੇੜੈ ਪਈ ਕੁਮ੍ਹ੍ਹਿਆਰ ਘੜਿ ਭਾਂਡੇ ਇਟਾ ਕੀਆ ਜਲਦੀ ਕਰੇ ਪੁਕਾਰ ਜਲਿ ਜਲਿ ਰੋਵੈ ਬਪੁੜੀ ਝੜਿ ਝੜਿ ਪਵਹਿ ਅੰਗਿਆਰ ਨਾਨਕ ਜਿਨਿ ਕਰਤੈ ਕਾਰਣੁ ਕੀਆ ਸੋ ਜਾਣੈ ਕਰਤਾਰੁ ॥੨॥
    मः १ ॥ मिटी मुसलमान की पेड़ै पई कुम्हिआर ॥ घड़ि भांडे इटा कीआ जलदी करे पुकार ॥ जलि जलि रोवै बपुड़ी झड़ि झड़ि पवहि अंगिआर ॥ नानक जिनि करतै कारणु कीआ सो जाणै करतारु ॥२॥
    Mėhlā 1. Mitī musalmān kī peṛai pa▫ī kumĥi▫ār. Gẖaṛ bẖāʼnde itā kī▫ā jalḏī kare pukār. Jal jal rovai bapuṛī jẖaṛ jẖaṛ pavėh angi▫ār. Nānak jin karṯai kāraṇ kī▫ā so jāṇai karṯār. ||2||
    First Mehl: The clay of the Muslim's grave becomes clay for the potter's wheel. Pots and bricks are fashioned from it, and it cries out as it burns. The poor clay burns, burns and weeps, as the fiery coals fall upon it. O Nanak, the Creator created the creation; the Creator Lord alone knows. ||2||
    ਕੀਆ = ਬਣਾਈਆਂ। ਕਰੇ ਪੁਕਾਰ = (ਉਹ ਮਿੱਟੀ, ਮਾਨੋ) ਪੁਕਾਰ ਕਰਦੀ ਹੈ। ਜਲਿ ਜਲਿ = ਸੜ ਸੜ ਕੇ। ਪਵਹਿ = (ਭੁੰਞੇ) ਡਿਗਦੇ ਹਨ। ਜਿਨਿ ਕਰਤੈ = ਜਿਸ ਕਰਤਾਰ ਨੇ। ਕਾਰਣੁ = ਜਗਤ ਦੀ ਮਾਇਆ।੨।

    (ਮੁਸਲਮਾਨ ਇਹ ਖ਼ਿਆਲ ਕਰਦੇ ਹਨ ਕਿ ਮਰਨ ਤੋਂ ਪਿਛੋਂ ਜਿਨ੍ਹਾਂ ਦਾ ਸਰੀਰ ਸਾੜਿਆ ਜਾਂਦਾ ਹੈ, ਉਹ ਦੋਜ਼ਕ ਦੀ ਅੱਗ ਵਿਚ ਸੜਦੇ ਹਨ, ਪਰ) ਉਸ ਥਾਂ ਦੀ ਮਿੱਟੀ ਭੀ ਜਿੱਥੇ ਮੁਸਲਮਾਨ ਮੁਰਦੇ ਦੱਬਦੇ ਹਨ (ਕਈ ਵਾਰੀ) ਕੁਮਿ੍ਹਆਰ ਦੇ ਵੱਸ ਪੈ ਜਾਂਦੀ ਹੈ (ਭਾਵ, ਉਹ ਮਿੱਟੀ ਚੀਕਣੀ ਹੋਣ ਕਰਕੇ ਕੁਮਿ੍ਹਆਰ ਲੋਕ ਕਈ ਵਾਰੀ ਉਹ ਮਿੱਟੀ ਭਾਂਡੇ ਬਣਾਣ ਲਈ ਲੈ ਆਉਂਦੇ ਹਨ); (ਕੁਮਿ੍ਹਆਰ ਉਸ ਮਿੱਟੀ ਨੂੰ) ਘੜ ਕੇ (ਉਸ ਦੇ) ਭਾਂਡੇ ਤੇ ਇੱਟਾਂ ਬਣਾਉਂਦਾ ਹੈ, (ਤੇ ਆਵੀ ਵਿਚ ਪੈ ਕੇ, ਉਹ ਮਿੱਟੀ, ਮਾਨੋ) ਸੜਦੀ ਹੋਈ ਪੁਕਾਰ ਕਰਦੀ ਹੈ, ਸੜ ਕੇ ਵਿਚਾਰੀ ਰੋਂਦੀ ਹੈ ਤੇ ਉਸ ਵਿਚੋਂ ਅੰਗਿਆਰੇ ਝੜ ਝੜ ਕੇ ਡਿਗਦੇ ਹਨ, (ਪਰ ਨਿਜਾਤ ਜਾਂ ਦੋਜ਼ਕ ਦਾ ਮੁਰਦਾ ਸਰੀਰ ਦੇ ਸਾੜਨ ਜਾਂ ਦੱਬਣ ਨਾਲ ਕੋਈ ਸੰਬੰਧ ਨਹੀਂ ਹੈ), ਹੇ ਨਾਨਕ! ਜਿਸ ਕਰਤਾਰ ਨੇ ਜਗਤ ਦੀ ਮਾਇਆ ਰਚੀ ਹੈ, ਉਹ (ਅਸਲ ਭੇਦ ਨੂੰ) ਜਾਣਦਾ ਹੈ।੨। ❁ ਭਾਵ: ਜਦੋਂ ਜੀਵਾਤਮਾ ਆਪਣਾ ਸਰੀਰ-ਚੋਲਾ ਛੱਡ ਜਾਏ, ਤਾਂ ਉਸ ਸਰੀਰ ਨੂੰ ਦੱਬਣ ਜਾਂ ਸਾੜਨ ਆਦਿਕ ਕਿਸੇ ਕਿਰਿਆ ਦਾ ਕੋਈ ਅਸਰ ਜੀਵਾਤਮਾ ਉੱਤੇ ਨਹੀਂ ਪੈ ਸਕਦਾ। ਜਿਤਨਾ ਚਿਰ ਇਹ ਸਰੀਰ ਵਿਚ ਰਹਿੰਦਾ ਸੀ, ਤਦੋਂ ਦੇ ਕੀਤੇ ਹੋਏ ਕਰਮਾਂ ਅਨੁਸਾਰ ਹੀ ਉਸ ਦੀ ਕਿਸਮਤ ਦਾ ਫ਼ੈਸਲਾ ਹੁੰਦਾ ਹੈ। ਉਹ ਫ਼ੈਸਲਾ ਕੀ ਹੈ? ਹਰੇਕ ਜੀਵ ਸਬੰਧੀ ਇਸ ਪ੍ਰਸ਼ਨ ਦੇ ਉੱਤਰ ਨੂੰ ਤਾਂ ਕਰਤਾਰ ਹੀ ਜਾਣਦਾ ਹੈ, ਜਿਸ ਨੇ ਜਗਤ-ਮਰਯਾਦਾ ਰਚੀ ਹੈ (ਭਾਵ, ਰੱਬ ਆਪ ਹੀ ਜਾਣਦਾ ਹੈ, ਕਿ ਜੀਵ ਆਪਣੀ ਕਮਾਈ ਅਨੁਸਾਰ ਉਸ ਦੇ ਹੁਕਮ ਵਿਚ ਕਿੱਥੇ ਜਾ ਅੱਪੜਿਆ ਹੈ)। ਸੋ ਇਹ ਝਗੜਾ ਵਿਅਰਥ ਹੈ। ਇਕ ਵਿਚਾਰ ਜੋ ਹਰੇਕ ਜੀਵ ਲਈ ਗੁਣਕਾਰੀ ਹੈ, ਉਹ ਇਹ ਹੈ: "ਉਤਮੁ ਏਹੁ ਬੀਚਾਰੁ ਹੈ ਜਿਨਿ ਸਚੇ ਸਿਉ ਚਿਤੁ ਲਾਇਆ ॥ ਜਗ ਜੀਵਨੁ ਦਾਤਾ ਪਾਇਆ ॥" ਤੀਜੀ ਪਾਤਿਸ਼ਾਹੀ ਭੀ ਇਸੇ ਖ਼ਿਆਲ ਨੂੰ ਇਉਂ ਫੁਰਮਾਉਂਦੇ ਹਨ: ਇਕ ਦਝਹਿ ਇਕ ਦਬੀਅਹਿ ਇਕਨਾ ਕੁਤੇ ਖਾਹਿ ॥ ਇਕਿ ਪਾਣੀ ਵਿਚਿ ਉਸਟੀਅਹਿ ਇਕਿ ਭੀ ਫਿਰਿ ਹਸਣਿ ਪਾਹਿ ॥ ਨਾਨਕ ਏਵ ਨ ਜਾਪਈ ਕਿਥੈ ਜਾਇ ਸਮਾਹਿ ॥੨॥੧੬॥
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