This is another page from my ninth book called "Dear God". I was inspired to write this book after writing "I am voting for God" on my blog. It continues in that format. Short letters (or prayers) to God. It gives me an opportunity to write more and write to God at different moments in my life.
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Dear God,
It is 707am. Yesterday I had a thought that once you start moving towards God you start seeing God in everything. It becomes a focal point. It becomes your reason for everything. Your heart is content. Your mind is clear. It gets better. I look through the window and I see the clear blue morning sky. You woke me up. I am here for another day. I am grateful. I want to share my thoughts with You and any readers I have through my writing. I think the words I have to give are good and wholesome and of benefit. A benefit for the writer and the reader.
Earlier I was thinking. What if we were given a box and we are told to put all the things we want to take to heaven, what would we put? But before we get to heaven we have to meet You. You might say to us, let me see what you brought with you. I searched youtube for "you woke me up" when I had thought about waking up and watched a video that stood out to me. The message I got from that video was that we have to let go of what no longer serves us. Life is about letting go. Let go and let God. The only thing we need to hold on to is God. God will carry us to where we need to go.
Where can I go with this train of thought? Life is like a box. Our time is limited just like the space in that box. We have to empty the box of some things to make room for other things. When God becomes the focal point, the contents of the box start to look different. We start to see the bigger picture. We start to think outside the box. We realise we do not need to have many things in this box. The load becomes lighter. Life becomes easier. Even the things that matter in life are meant to be given away, like kindness and love. Life is about giving more than taking.
Now I am conflicted. I wrote this and now I am thinking if the box is likely to be empty by the time we reach You then where do our good deeds go that we have to carry to You? Then it occured to me that the box (our life) is built from our deeds and what we present to You is the box itself. I am thinking that our aim would be to carry (figuratively) a beautiful and a strong box (life) built of mostly good deeds. Then we exchange (the x in box) that box for a book. The book of our life that we either receive in our right hand or left hand, at least that is what we learn in Islam. And hopefully, God willing, with our box the x (exchange,unknown) becomes ok and not a ko (or knockout as in boxing terminology).
*I realised what I wrote puts new meaning to what I wrote in the first chapter - I am putting my X next to the praying hands.
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