Friday, March 2, 2012

He Answers!

It's 6.50 in the morning and it dawns on me that the day ahead is going to be long, and the weeks ahead challenging, thanks to my midterm tests and project deadlines. The sun has not risen yet, and the sky is still dark; the sparkling lights from buildings highlight the Singapore skyline which I stop to admire, on the way to the pantry for my morning coffee.

It's very quiet outside, and apart from the soft rustle of raindrops falling against the window pane, I hear nothing else. Perfect harmony with nature. I stopped to sip on my coffee, and my eyes fell on my old diary. A battered little notebook, which I began to use in grade 4. I had written about so many incidents there- fights with Amma, trips to Kochi, incidents at school, my first 'victory' at an elocution contest... I had painstakingly collected some sort of souvenir to help me remember certain incidents- photographs, cards, stickers, letters. Seems so childish today, yet, I'm glad I kept them. Amongst these souvenirs is a little card that Muthacha (my grandfather) gave me. The card, adorned with a picture of the Lord, has a small prayer, written by Swami Chinmayananda. Each time I read this prayer, it's some sort of quiet reassurance, something that helps me strengthen my faith in Him:

'I know not by what magic
How or where,
What or when,
But this I know:
He answers my prayers.
I need not know when He answers,
What he does,
Where He fulfils,
How He accomplishes.
But this I know:
He answers my prayers.
I leave all care
With Him above,
Whose love for me
Is endless and true."

11 comments:

  1. If that's how your mornings begin, it goes without saying that the day ahead is nothing but blissful and action packed.

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    1. Hello AS! Long time no see.
      Indeed, nothing like reading this prayer at the start of the day. How I wish each morning turns out this way :)
      Thanks for coming by this one!

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    2. I was going through a very rough patch in my career and once after a lousy interview i was in tears, in the train station.
      My folder fell.all the papers , resumes and visiting cards fell down scattered.

      What else fell ?
      The book mark with this message on it. I have no idea how it was in my folder.

      It is miraculous.
      And a week after that i got multiple interview calls

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  2. That's superb and I really needed that one. Thanks a ton Sruthi mol.

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    1. :) No problem karthi paaaa. We all need it to constantly remind ourselves!

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  3. What a wonderful way to begin the morning. I too love peaceful mornings like these! And the poem is beautiful.

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    1. :) Thanks sumitra! The poem is so simple, yet you connect with it immediately!

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  4. I never kept any souvenirs from the past. I never had the patience. Yes :(
    Neither did I own a dairy..
    The poem really has an reassuring feel to it.
    HE ALWAYS ANSWERS MY PRAYERS :)

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    1. True, the poem is really a source of solace. And yes, faith in Him is what keeps one going- He always answers! :D Thank you, Red, coming by this one. I really appreciate it!

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Friday, March 2, 2012

He Answers!

It's 6.50 in the morning and it dawns on me that the day ahead is going to be long, and the weeks ahead challenging, thanks to my midterm tests and project deadlines. The sun has not risen yet, and the sky is still dark; the sparkling lights from buildings highlight the Singapore skyline which I stop to admire, on the way to the pantry for my morning coffee.

It's very quiet outside, and apart from the soft rustle of raindrops falling against the window pane, I hear nothing else. Perfect harmony with nature. I stopped to sip on my coffee, and my eyes fell on my old diary. A battered little notebook, which I began to use in grade 4. I had written about so many incidents there- fights with Amma, trips to Kochi, incidents at school, my first 'victory' at an elocution contest... I had painstakingly collected some sort of souvenir to help me remember certain incidents- photographs, cards, stickers, letters. Seems so childish today, yet, I'm glad I kept them. Amongst these souvenirs is a little card that Muthacha (my grandfather) gave me. The card, adorned with a picture of the Lord, has a small prayer, written by Swami Chinmayananda. Each time I read this prayer, it's some sort of quiet reassurance, something that helps me strengthen my faith in Him:

'I know not by what magic
How or where,
What or when,
But this I know:
He answers my prayers.
I need not know when He answers,
What he does,
Where He fulfils,
How He accomplishes.
But this I know:
He answers my prayers.
I leave all care
With Him above,
Whose love for me
Is endless and true."

11 comments:

  1. If that's how your mornings begin, it goes without saying that the day ahead is nothing but blissful and action packed.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Hello AS! Long time no see.
      Indeed, nothing like reading this prayer at the start of the day. How I wish each morning turns out this way :)
      Thanks for coming by this one!

      Delete
    2. I was going through a very rough patch in my career and once after a lousy interview i was in tears, in the train station.
      My folder fell.all the papers , resumes and visiting cards fell down scattered.

      What else fell ?
      The book mark with this message on it. I have no idea how it was in my folder.

      It is miraculous.
      And a week after that i got multiple interview calls

      Delete
  2. That's superb and I really needed that one. Thanks a ton Sruthi mol.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. :) No problem karthi paaaa. We all need it to constantly remind ourselves!

      Delete
  3. What a wonderful way to begin the morning. I too love peaceful mornings like these! And the poem is beautiful.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. :) Thanks sumitra! The poem is so simple, yet you connect with it immediately!

      Delete
  4. I never kept any souvenirs from the past. I never had the patience. Yes :(
    Neither did I own a dairy..
    The poem really has an reassuring feel to it.
    HE ALWAYS ANSWERS MY PRAYERS :)

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. True, the poem is really a source of solace. And yes, faith in Him is what keeps one going- He always answers! :D Thank you, Red, coming by this one. I really appreciate it!

      Delete