If this isn't God...

..then what is?

"Let Me be your inspiration.

Let Me think your thoughts for you.

Let Me say your words for you.

Let Me choose to hear the words for you.

Let Me do all the chores for you.

Why carry all these burdens,

When I am there to take them for you.

Let Me be the doer of all your karmas.

One duty lies with you,

Without which I am helpless.

The duty of calling upon Me

To take these burdens.

Once you have done this,

The burdens fall on Me,

And My Grace falls on you."

This was the divine message for the day and I read it twice for how beautiful and inspiring it was. How simple life becomes when the only thing we have to do is ask for His help. And as much as it touched me and opened one of the petals of the love in my heart, I didn't expect to see a demonstration quite so soon.

The details are not significant so a sketch will suffice. But after a particularly intense encounter of ego against ego and the building resentment after that, it was very hard to find composure, leave alone equanimity. And usually, I get into the indulgent self-pity mode quite easily and have quite a picnic with it, but this time, I just didn't want to go there.

When am I ever going to learn to handle it in the true way of love, if I keep making the same mistakes over and over?..I thought. My reformation has to be NOW, or its never!

I have always realised the truth of certain things on hindsight, but never before have I felt the desire to do the right thing, just at that precise moment when it was needed. And the most wondrous thing that emerged from this single thought was strength....and resolve...and remembrance. To ask for His help. And bogged down as I was by my chaotic mind, it made the entreaty that much more pure and sincere. Funny, how when you're sincere, truly sincere...not many words are required. The energy coming from your heart carries all your intention in these steady waves towards the Divine.

When I paused, I remembered to ask. When I asked, it came from the deepest place in my heart. And when my heart connected with my Maker, the channel was immediately open for His Grace to pour. And how it did!!! The tears came, just like with every other time, but this time they were the melted equivalent of my previously hardened Ego. Its like the Love, that burning, flaming Love, so warm and so strong, just lit up my Ego from within, causing layers of it to melt and pour out of my face through my eyes. This went on for about 2-3 straight minutes and controlling it would have been sheer agony.

And then, just as suddenly as it started, it stopped. I searched inside for more tears :), but I was done. Within, there was now nothing, but an emptiness of peace. Where you feel nothing...no anger, no resentment, no frustration, not even that coursing happiness that made those tears flow. It was just a beautiful silence.

And as I recovered from that silence (this part happens a lot more swiftly than I'd like, because the mind begins its thoughts again)...I realized that I had just lived what I had read, and He had just delivered what He had promised. And if this is not God, then what is? That potent power within you, that can cover the entire arc of 360 degrees from seething anger, to absolute silence, in the wake of which, you are a soft mush of love and understanding and peace and non-violence. How can God be explained any other way?