Immortal Love…

While talking to a thinker yesterday, I realized that life wounds all of us. At best there is sorrow enough to go round. Yet because the deepest wounds are those of the soul and hidden to mortal sight, we keep hurting each other day by day, inflicting wounds that time mercifully scars over. But the scars remain, ready at a touch to throb angrily and ache again with the old gnawing wild pain…

We all bear scars. Life is a struggle, and hurts must come. What needs to be considered is that we shouldn’t be the reason of anyone’s agony. Pains are part of life. But why the unnecessary ones? Why hurt the souls of innocent people? Why say things to them that they must remember with pain all their lives? Why say the smart, tart thing that goes straight to the heart of someone we love because we would relieve ourselves of the day’s tension and throw off a grain of the soul’s bitterness? Who are we to inflict wounds and suffering and scars on those about us? Staggering, blind mortals, groping our way from somewhere “here” to somewhere “there” conscious of little but the effort to stay “here” a little longer!  It behooves us to travel softly, regardful of one another’s happiness, particularly where our path crosses that of those dependent upon us for comfort or enters into the heart of innocent and sincere relations.

At times, life throws us from the seventh sky on the ground. Recalling those bitter and crushing memories renew the ache in our breast and the throb of pain in our throat. The scars provided by love are always thin, and the hurt beneath it quivers quickly. Lost, betrayed and shattered with a drowning heart we get engulfed by a layer of questions; Why me? What action of mine led to such circumstances? Is God checking/testing me or punishing me for my deeds? Never-ending list of questions make everything in our mind jumbled and we are left with uncertainty and doubt.

But right in that peak moment of doubt and dismay, a virtual hand comes and lifts us up. The softening and comforting tissues heal our wounds and the understanding pat on our shoulder makes us learn what we were supposed to learn from all those experiences. That hand, that realization and that support which becomes our companion when we think that we don’t deserve any love is by no one but the Eternal Love, Our Creator.

They say that “To trust in the arm of flesh is foolishness; to suppose that we are self-sufficient is naive. This nation will survive and prosper only as God permits it to do so, and his permission rests upon our obedience to him and his gospel. He brought forth this nation. He gave us our liberty. He inspired our federal constitution. But it is for us to preserve these priceless blessings by our repentance and obedience to God. Our sins and haughty attitudes can only bring us sorrow.” Allah allows us to experience the low points of life in order to teach us lessons we could not learn in ANY other way. The way we learn those lessons is NOT to deny the feelings BUT to find the meanings underlying them.

It’s said that ‘God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks to us in our conscience, but shouts in our pains: It is His megaphone to rouse a deaf world’…

So, if anyone of you is also going through a twisted phase of life, look inside your heart and rebuild your connection with The One who’s most sincere of all. Because certainly He is the most loyal. He never leaves you no matter what you do, UNLESS you’re not willing to be loved by Him. I read a quote saying, ‘When someone walks out on you.. God walks in.. He’s been there the whole time. Your NOT alone’. Remember one thing, God is never angry to you. He’s just disappointed, or proud of you.

And as they say, ‘Though our feelings come and go, God’s love for us don’t’. So Let us all ‘try’ to make Him feel proud by submitting our desires to Him! =)