That sinking feeling
A beautiful Hukam today from Maharaj:
SORATH, FIRST MEHL:
Those who serve the True Guru, O Beloved, their companions are saved as well. No one blocks their way, O Beloved, and the Lord's Ambrosial Nectar is on their tongue.
Waheguru
Without the Fear of God, they are so heavy that they sink and drown, O Beloved; but the Lord, casting His Glance of Grace, carries them across. || 1 || I ever praise You, O Beloved, I ever sing Your Praises. Without the boat, one is drowned in the sea of fear, O Beloved; how can I reach the distant shore? || 1 || Pause ||
I feel so far from this shore Maharaj. In the last few days I had lost the fear of Maharaj. I have had this sinking feeling as I felt I had not communicated with Waheguru. Only Maharaj, himself knows what I mean of this distance. How do I attain such a level of the lover that never forgets his other half. Without thinking and without doing anything I want to think of you, I want to thank you with each and every breath. But why does it not happen to me? Why can I not get to such a stage? Why am I so distant from that shore?
I praise the Praiseworthy Lord, O Beloved; there is no other one to praise. Those who praise my God are good, O Beloved; they are imbued with the Word of the Shabad, and His Love. If I join them, O Beloved, I can churn the essence and so find joy. || 2 ||
I look up to those individuals that think of you night and day. I long to be like them. To be in their company is a blessing.
The gateway to honor is Truth, O Beloved; it bears the Insignia of the True Name of the Lord. We come into the world, and we depart, with our destiny written and pre-ordained, O Beloved; realize the Command of the Commander. Without the Guru, this Command is not understood, O Beloved; True is the Power of the True Lord. || 3 ||
Is this one lesson Maharaj is making clear? The path to Maharaj is truth. You live, speak and abide by the truth…Maharaj will be there…
By His Command, we are conceived, O Beloved, and by His Command, we grow in the womb. By His Command, we are born, O Beloved, head-first, and upside-down. The Gurmukh is honored in the Court of the Lord, O Beloved; he departs after resolving his affairs. || 4 ||
This weekend we had a new addition to our family. All weekend has been dedicated to this beautiful new soul. Maharaj reminds me that look how is born with hukam of Waheguru, head first and upside down. He has grown in the womb, just like us all. One day he will too depart. Do not waste your time here. Use it wisely. This life is way too short. I pray I make more active steps towards you Maharaj…
By His Command, one comes into the world, O Beloved, and by His Will, he goes. By His Will, some are bound and gagged and driven away, O Beloved; the self-willed manmukhs suffer their punishment. By His Command, the Word of the Shabad, is realized, O Beloved, and one goes to the Court of the Lord robed in honor. || 5 ||
By His Command, some accounts are accounted for, O Beloved; by His Command, some suffer in egotism and duality. By His Command, one wanders in reincarnation, O Beloved; deceived by sins and demerits, he cries out in his suffering. If he comes to realize the Command of the Lord's Will, O Beloved, then he is blessed with Truth and Honor. || 6 ||
Perhaps this is Hukam. The feelings I go through are all with his blessings. I need to accept Hukam. The One said something..to accept this attachment. I need to accept the way things are and enjoy Waheguru’s game of love.
It is so difficult to speak it, O Beloved; how can we speak, and hear, the True Name? I am a sacrifice to those who praise the Lord, O Beloved. I have obtained the Name, and I am satisfied, O Beloved; by His Grace, I am united in His Union. || 7 ||
If my body were to become the paper, O Beloved, and my mind the inkpot; and if my tongue became the pen, O Beloved, I would write, and contemplate, the Glorious Praises of the True Lord. Blessed is that scribe, O Nanak, who writes the True Name, and enshrines it within his heart. || 8 || 3 ||
SORATH, FIRST MEHL:
Those who serve the True Guru, O Beloved, their companions are saved as well. No one blocks their way, O Beloved, and the Lord's Ambrosial Nectar is on their tongue.
Waheguru
Without the Fear of God, they are so heavy that they sink and drown, O Beloved; but the Lord, casting His Glance of Grace, carries them across. || 1 || I ever praise You, O Beloved, I ever sing Your Praises. Without the boat, one is drowned in the sea of fear, O Beloved; how can I reach the distant shore? || 1 || Pause ||
I feel so far from this shore Maharaj. In the last few days I had lost the fear of Maharaj. I have had this sinking feeling as I felt I had not communicated with Waheguru. Only Maharaj, himself knows what I mean of this distance. How do I attain such a level of the lover that never forgets his other half. Without thinking and without doing anything I want to think of you, I want to thank you with each and every breath. But why does it not happen to me? Why can I not get to such a stage? Why am I so distant from that shore?
I praise the Praiseworthy Lord, O Beloved; there is no other one to praise. Those who praise my God are good, O Beloved; they are imbued with the Word of the Shabad, and His Love. If I join them, O Beloved, I can churn the essence and so find joy. || 2 ||
I look up to those individuals that think of you night and day. I long to be like them. To be in their company is a blessing.
The gateway to honor is Truth, O Beloved; it bears the Insignia of the True Name of the Lord. We come into the world, and we depart, with our destiny written and pre-ordained, O Beloved; realize the Command of the Commander. Without the Guru, this Command is not understood, O Beloved; True is the Power of the True Lord. || 3 ||
Is this one lesson Maharaj is making clear? The path to Maharaj is truth. You live, speak and abide by the truth…Maharaj will be there…
By His Command, we are conceived, O Beloved, and by His Command, we grow in the womb. By His Command, we are born, O Beloved, head-first, and upside-down. The Gurmukh is honored in the Court of the Lord, O Beloved; he departs after resolving his affairs. || 4 ||
This weekend we had a new addition to our family. All weekend has been dedicated to this beautiful new soul. Maharaj reminds me that look how is born with hukam of Waheguru, head first and upside down. He has grown in the womb, just like us all. One day he will too depart. Do not waste your time here. Use it wisely. This life is way too short. I pray I make more active steps towards you Maharaj…
By His Command, one comes into the world, O Beloved, and by His Will, he goes. By His Will, some are bound and gagged and driven away, O Beloved; the self-willed manmukhs suffer their punishment. By His Command, the Word of the Shabad, is realized, O Beloved, and one goes to the Court of the Lord robed in honor. || 5 ||
By His Command, some accounts are accounted for, O Beloved; by His Command, some suffer in egotism and duality. By His Command, one wanders in reincarnation, O Beloved; deceived by sins and demerits, he cries out in his suffering. If he comes to realize the Command of the Lord's Will, O Beloved, then he is blessed with Truth and Honor. || 6 ||
Perhaps this is Hukam. The feelings I go through are all with his blessings. I need to accept Hukam. The One said something..to accept this attachment. I need to accept the way things are and enjoy Waheguru’s game of love.
It is so difficult to speak it, O Beloved; how can we speak, and hear, the True Name? I am a sacrifice to those who praise the Lord, O Beloved. I have obtained the Name, and I am satisfied, O Beloved; by His Grace, I am united in His Union. || 7 ||
If my body were to become the paper, O Beloved, and my mind the inkpot; and if my tongue became the pen, O Beloved, I would write, and contemplate, the Glorious Praises of the True Lord. Blessed is that scribe, O Nanak, who writes the True Name, and enshrines it within his heart. || 8 || 3 ||
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