The Moment

I came across two stories recently.

Kalidasa’s poem:

A bumble bee buzzed around a lotus bud and left behind its larva. The larva gorged on the nutrition provided by the bud and grew and grew until it reached a size that did not give it space inside the bud. It was time for it to leave its nest. The bumble bee decided to wait for the morning when the lotus would bloom when the sun came out—it did not want to tear open the bud and fly out you see!

The next morning as the rays of the sun crept over the horizon, an elephant came to drink water in the pond. It happily drew up the water in its trunk and splashed itself with water while thrashing around in the water gleefully. Unknowingly it trampled the lotus underfoot and the bumble bee inside it.

There is a right time to do things. If that moment is gone then you can never capture it again.

Malachi 3:3 says: ‘He will sit as a refiner and purifier of silver.’

This verse puzzled some women in a Bible study and they wondered what this statement meant about the character and nature of God.

One of the women offered to find out the process of refining silver and get back to the group at their next Bible Study. That week, the woman called a  silversmith and made an appointment to watch him at work. She didn’t mention anything about the reason for her interest beyond her curiosity about the process of refining Silver.

As she watched the silversmith, he held a piece of silver over the fire and let it heat up. He explained that in refining silver, one needed to hold the silver in the middle of the fire where the flames were hottest as to burn away all the impurities.

The woman thought about God holding us in such a hot spot; then she thought again about the verse that says: ‘ He sits as a refiner and purifier of silver.’ She asked the silversmith if it was true that he had to sit there in front of the fire the whole time. The man answered that yes, he not only had to sit there holding the silver, but he had to keep his eyes on the silver the entire time it was in the fire. If the silver was left a moment too long in the flames, it would be destroyed.

The woman was silent for a moment. Then she asked the silversmith, ‘How do you know when the silver is fully refined?’

He smiled at her and answered, ‘Oh, that’s easy — when I see my image in it.’

If today you are feeling the heat of the fire, remember that God has his eye on you and will keep watching you until He sees His image in you.

‘ Life is a coin. You can spend it anyway you wish, but you can only spend it once.’

 

 

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About padmum

You could call me Dame Quixote! I tilt at windmills. I have an opinion on most matters. What I don't have, my husband Raju has in plenty. Writer and story teller, columnist and contributer of articles, blogs, poems, travelogues and essays to Chennai newspapers, national magazines and websites, I review and edit books for publishers and have specialized as a Culinary Editor and contributed content, edited and collaborated on Cookbooks. My other major interest is acting on Tamil and English stage, Indian cinema and TV. I am a wordsmith, a voracious reader, crossword buff and write about India's heritage, culture and traditions. I am interested in Vedanta nowadays.
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2 Responses to The Moment

  1. Grannymar says:

    When we were young my father would tell us that when we completed a task, we should be able to see our faces in it or write our names on it. In other words Do the job properly!

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  2. Rummuser says:

    Fabulous stories Padmum. Both will be used by me in my counseling work.

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