Each day you spin Me and lose Me, In the chaotic wheel of thoughts,
Each day you grind Me, With your harsh words of deceiving untruths. Each day you slap Me, With actions that hurt And prey on the feelings of others. Yet in the same day, You pray to Me, you call Me, And speak of your undying love for Me. Is this your love for Me? Or, are you simply convincing yourselves of a God, That is blind, deaf and dumb? I witness your actions every moment. I live in your thoughts always. I only prompt you words of love. Then why is your behavior otherwise? Ask yourselves, are you truly searching for Me? Have you really found Me? Or am I just another one of your desires, To feed your ego? From: Sai Darshan by Seema Dewan Your self is something subtler than water, air or even ether. It must go into the eye so that you may see, it must move into the hand so that it may hold; it must move into the feet, so you may walk. The senses are inert materials; the 'I' must operate so that they may function. That 'I' is God, mistaken to be separate! The senses are the villains, they instil the delusion that you are the vessel or the body. Curb them as the bull is curbed by the nose-ring, the horse by the bit in the mouth, the elephant by the Goad. Sathya Sai Speaks , Vol. 3, pg.104 -- --- You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups "saimsg" group. To unsubscribe from this group and stop receiving emails from it, send an email to [email protected]. For more options, visit https://groups.google.com/d/optout.
