A question...taken for granted...

I was reading a book of poems by Kabir a few weeks ago. Kabir is an Indian poet who have meditated and attained self realization of God.

In one of the poems, I can’t remember the exact words but this is what he said:-

If God and Master come to my doorstep at the same time,
I would greet Master first
Because Master showed me the way to God.

Simple but deep words.

It made me wonder. My dad told me once, if Master can show you the way to God, isn’t Master God himself?

This brings us back to the story of Jesus. Jesus was the son of God, whom once he was dead, we pray to him as God himself. But what happened when he was alive?

He was abused and eventually killed in the most unimaginable way. Why? Was it because people could not accept the fact that God’s messenger came to visit them or because he was in the form of another man? Why was it that it was easier to pray to him once he was dead?

You might be angry with those people who were brutal to Jesus.

Good.

Now ask yourself. If another man comes again to tell YOU, I can show you the way to God, what would you do? Get disappointed? Why? Were you expecting a voice from the sky? Were you expecting miracles? If God can be a voice from the sky, why can’t he be powerful enough to be in the form of a humble man?

Now...What would you do? Listen or ridicule?

I’m not expecting an answer here. It’s for you to ask yourself. I know my answers.

Life never felt so promising before.