Source: About God blaming loser .From my book "Loser-time to bounce back: Me & You"
Loser-God blaming
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Why God put me in this world as loser?
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If God exists, why he allows tragedies?
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I believe in God, I pray for him every day,
every time, Why he is not fair with me?
Ok
now there could be a variety of questions like above.
Recently we have witnessed suicide or attempt to suicide cases,
surprisingly not by any poor or by a person taking lots of debt but from
celebrities and others we called them successful.
Believe me material Wealth, Celebrity, and Social Status these
give no one true peace in life. Millionaires kill themselves.
The world is full of egotist, self-righteous, and self-loathing
who wish to diminish/deteriorate the beauty of who you are beyond the flesh. If
you see they too are suffering so they wish to make you suffer with them. If
you start accepting what they say you become their own tool like all the others
who lose hope, choice, faith and interest in life , once you start entertaining
them or their views then they start leaving their impression/s on you/your
life/your thought process..
We all are here for a specific reason. The reason chosen by the
God as the aim of our life. What did God put you here for? If you don’t know.
That’s rather wonderful, because the secret of what God means for you is yours
to discover.
Push on and find out why, it’s a good quest/hunt. If you still
have no purpose except seeking your purpose believes me you could still leave a
pretty big mark on the world “FIND YOURSELF or LOST YOURSELF”.
Surprisingly, winning often requires discipline, strategy,
practice, patient and sacrifice.
If you have not worked hard to achieve something, you must not
blame God if you lose to others who have worked harder than you, even if they
have not. With your work you may still be able to out-perform them. God don’t
want you to compete with others but with yourself.
But still even if you work
hard and lose, keep in mind that we all win at some things and lose at others.
Some lose more than others, but that can be a blessing in disguise.
For one thing, it enables us to empathize with
others who suffer misfortune.
We also can learn from our
mistakes, losses and failures, loses and
that eventually can enable us to succeed.
Believe me, those who
innocently suffer the most in this life will be compensated with
great blessings by God in the different stages of
life may be endorse by you or not.
You’re not a loser. Maybe you believe you are
but it’s in your belief. There is no manifest destiny defining your own life.
May be one person may have been born into greater wealth and livelihood than
another but the circumstances of our birth do not dictate who we are.
So what are you waiting for? , wake up in the
morning determined (show faith in the man in the mirror) to end the day a
better person than you were.
Start
taking baby steps (at least start).
You are the only master of your destiny and the
only way to get there is to put in work or back to life.
The true story is of an old woman named Mrs.Lata Khare.
A Maharashtrian lady Mrs.Lata Bhagwan Khare, 65 year old resident of a small village in
Maharashtra, India. She was somehow living a life of poverty with her 3 daughters and husband. She and her
husband also worked very hard throughout their lives and married off their 3
daughters happily.
After all of this the small money which they gathered over the
years was spent on the daughter’s marriages.
But they both were happy after fulfilling their
responsibilities.
She and her husband again
started working on day basis in the nearby farms, only making enough to survive
post their daughter’s marriages.
The life is like an ECG curve so suddenly one day, her husband
felt uneasy and he was diagnosed with some serious infection. At this time Mrs.
Lata was left baffled, with no money in hand and the poor situation, she
couldn’t understand what to do felling helpless. So she decided and took him to
the nearby hospital which was easily approachable to them.
There doctors recommended her to take him to the super specialty
hospital which was a very expensive for her but she was left with no option as
few tests had to be conducted at super speciality hospital only. Mrs.Lata was
in deep sorrow; she felt pity on her condition and looked at sky (to the God).
She asked God that how she sees her husband dying in her arms.
She felt helpless and sorrowful. By the time she was determined to fight back
with her current circumstances by the grace of God.
Courageously, she borrowed to her neighbours, relatives, friends
and each and every possible person she could and gathered a small amount and
left for
Baramati super speciality hospital for the further tests of her
husband.
So the day came when doctor moved her husband in the check-up
zone, she sat outside the room with the teary eyes, praying God to save the
only love and hope in her life.
Suddenly, the doctors came out of the check-up ward, her eyes lit,
eagerly waiting to hear the well-being of her love. But the fate had some other
story written for them.
Doctor said this test weren't enough to start the diagnose and
further tests, diagnosis and medications were required, which was going to cost
them heavily.
Lata's world collapsed, her eyes faced an infinite darkness,
nowhere to go, no money to treat her husband. Her world was shattered, her
heart ached, emotions were flowing down, and inside she cried and cried. She
lost all her hope. She couldn't digest this helplessness and her current
situation.
She holds the hands of her husband then she and her husband came
out of the hospital tons of weight on their heart. So after a long silence they
decided to take a break from their current situation and stopped by nearby
street food shop, they ordered two samosas (a street junk food easily available
in India).
The shop keeper gave them on piece of newspaper.
This time they both were feeling a calmness in their heart
suddenly her eyes stopped on the bold headline on the newspaper, her eyes lit,
heart skipped a bit, the headline was about the ‘Baramati Marathon and it's Prize Money'
probably this was the indication of support given towards God
as she decided to fight back.
She winked and all sorts of thoughts flooded through her mind
and want to thank God for showing this hope.
So the day has come and on the day, Baramati Marathon was about
to commence, everyone geared up in their sports shoes, stylish shorts and
tracks etc.
And there she comes, the 65 year old Mrs.Lata Bhagwan
Khare, wearing torn
Saree (Indian traditional wear), bare footed, tears but lots of hope in her
eyes.
Initially the organizers, weren't ready to let her participate
in the marathon, she argued with the organizers ,she pleaded, she even begged
with her folded hands and finally she made them to approve her participation in
the race of her last hope.
Marathon started, she hitched her saree just above her ankles
looked up to the sky then she ran like a wizard, like an 16 year old teen, people
nearby were totally shocked seeing her ran like that.
She didn't think of anything else, she could
just see her husband's life hanging ahead and the winning amount in front of
her eyes which could save the life of her husband. She didn't care about the
hard hitting rocks and pebbles on her way, her feet bled, but she ran and she
just ran.
She accomplished the marathon and won the prize
amount. It meant a life to her and her husband.
She hoped to see her husband live. Now who were
shocking initially they applauded and cheered for her, streets of the village
clapped for her. People were happy full of energy, they saluted her, applauded
every single step of her.
She was still crying, but this time because she
knew what she has just won. She collected the winning amount and made sure her
husband receives the proper medication.
This is love, this is devotion with sacrifice. This is her faith in her GOD.
You know how she did it? She didn't blink an
eye, she never thought about how she is going to win the marathon, how is she
going to run barefooted, how'll she survive. She only ran with one motive, to
save her husband
So God keep
observing us as a silent observer by the time we become courageous enough to
fight back.
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