ARISE FROM THE VALE OF MISERY

Misery has fallen to the lot of man, because of his wilful forgetfulness of the Supreme Truth of his being. He allows himself so much to be involved in the passing phases and affairs of life that he neglects to turn his thought to the Eternal Source of his existence. He struggles to find peace and contentment in the external adjustment and attainment of the things of life; but in no circumstance does he get the peace he strives for. On the other hand, he moves in an endless circle of ever-increasing cares and sorrows. In fact, he jumps from one fire into the other — from one pit into the other — from one sorrow into the other. He gropes in a self-created darkness and stumbles at every step, and his aches are many. Rest and peace are nowhere for him; this is the result of man’s running away from the all-blissful centre of his being — God. Forget this Centre, and you have a crop of misery. Tune your remembrance with the Lord and Master of your life, and you have endless joy. You have now strength, wisdom, courage and freedom. 

O man, do not permit the cloud of oblivion, which would hide the true glory of your life, to settle upon your soul. Awake to the consciousness of the eternal Reality dwelling within you and destroy the cause of your misery. Let the great Truth reveal His splendour in you. Verily, you are the temple of God.

Life is short. Make the most of it by living in God. Everyday that passes brings you nearer to the end, when you shall have to depart from the world leaving behind everything which you hugged as your own. Life lived in the thought of God is life lived in true joy and peace. Else it is a lengthening chain of woe that drags you ultimately to the terrifying jaws of death.

Let life be like the flower — born in full bloom and given away utterly — petals, scent and all — to the gardener who brought it into existence. The joy of the flower lies in its self-offering to its loving maker. So our life be a dedicated flower at the feet of our Divine Maker. Life thus lived alone is filled with real blessedness, peace and joy. 

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