STRENGTH

A little boy was spending his Saturday morning playing in his sandbox. He had with him his box of cars and trucks, his plastic pail, and a shiny, red plastic shovel. In the process of creating roads and tunnels in the soft sand, he discovered a large rock in the middle of the sandbox. The lad dug around the rock, managing to dislodge it from the dirt. With no little bit of struggle, he pushed and nudged the rock across the sandbox by using his feet. (He was a very small boy and the rock was very huge). When the boy got the rock to the edge of the sandbox, however, he found that he couldn't roll it up and over the wall. Determined, the little boy shoved, pushed, and pried, but every time he thought he had made some progress, the rock tipped and then fell back into the sandbox. The little boy grunted, struggled, pushed and shoved. But his only reward was to have the rock roll back, smashing his chubby fingers. Finally he burst into tears of frustration. All this time the boy's father watched from his living room window as the drama unfolded. At the moment the tears fell, a large shadow fell across the boy and the sandbox. It was the boy's father. Gently but firmly he said, "Son, why didn't you use all the strength that you had available? Defeated, the boy sobbed back, "But I did, Daddy, I did! I used all the strength that I had!" "No, son," corrected the father kindly. "You didn't use all the strength you had. You didn't ask me." With that the father reached down, picked up the rock, and removed it from the sandbox. When in times of need, use the biggest strength you have...An ardas to your Father, Guru Gobind Singh Ji, to help you overcome your problem... Guru Raam Daas Ji in Raag Dayv Gandhaaree on Ang 527 dyvgMDwrI ] dhaevaga(n)dhhaaree || Dayv-Gandhaaree: Ab hm clI Twkur pih hwir ] ab ham chalee t(h)aakur pehi haar || Now, I have come, exhausted, to my Lord and Master. jb hm srix pRBU kI AweI rwKu pRBU BwvY mwir ]1] rhwau ] jab ham saran prabhoo kee aaee raakh prabhoo bhaavai maar ||1|| rehaao || Now that I have come seeking Your Sanctuary, God, please, either save me, or kill me. ||1||Pause|| lokn kI cqurweI aupmw qy bYsMqir jwir ] lokan kee chathuraaee oupamaa thae baisa(n)thar jaar || I have burnt in the fire the clever devices and praises of the world. koeI Blw khau BwvY burw khau hm qnu dIE hY Fwir ]1] koee bhalaa keho bhaavai buraa keho ham than dheeou hai dtaar ||1|| Some speak good of me, and some speak ill of me, but I have surrendered my body to You. ||1|| jo Awvq srix Twkur pRBu qumrI iqsu rwKhu ikrpw Dwir ] jo aavath saran t(h)aakur prabh thumaree this raakhahu kirapaa dhhaar || Whoever comes to Your Sanctuary, O God, Lord and Master, You save by Your Merciful Grace. jn nwnk srix qumwrI hir jIau rwKhu lwj murwir ]2]4] jan naanak saran thumaaree har jeeo raakhahu laaj muraar ||2||4|| Servant Nanak has entered Your Sanctuary, Dear Lord; O Lord, please, protect his honor! ||2||4|| Article written by the administrators of Sikhvibes.com - check out that website!