Small Things in Time

“My teacher has told me to drink Complan”, the little boy argued.

“Why don’t you drink plain milk?” Asks his dad.

“But no!” the boy exclaimed with both request and anger, “I drank Complan and it was very tasty”.

“So what if its tasty” said his mother, “Its not really good for your health despite what your teacher has told you.”

“No, no, no” boy with tears in his eyes, “You mix it in milk, and then put in sugar, and then you boil it on the stove, and then it becomes okay. And it is very tasty.”

“Okay, okay, we will get it on our way home.” said the dad.

“That shop on the corner sells it, we can get it from there.” a little happy and satisfied voice said.

I had listened to the conversation and kept it in my memory.

Today, I was in a deep riddle. I have had riddles before, but there was always a way forward. By logical reasoning, I had always been able to know the right way. Today, I came to a dead end. It wasn’t because my logic wasn’t good enough. It was because the solution to the riddle itself required using no logic. But how can one know that he is doing the right thing if he doesn’t use logic? The solution required ultimate trust in God, as much to make sure that I would not feel the need for a logical analysis. Trust of course, cannot be gained with logic. I needed trust to trust Him more. The paradox had me stuck.

And then the conversation above popped up in my mind.

I realized that my relation with God was analogical to that child’s relationship with his parents. I will argue on things which are wrong. I will use my “complan+sugar+milk+boiling” logic with absolute certainty. I will even argue against what God tells me because I don’t understand what He says. But as long as I request Him, and stick with Him, He doesn’t care about things that I don’t understand. He holds my happiness above my sanity. He will delay the lessons for a later time. He is a lot more gentle than parents are to their children. All He cares about is my happiness. Slowly, He will bring me to the right way.

All one needs to do sometimes is just doing what you feel like doing, with the sense of security that God is looking over in every possible way. This gives one the peace and freedom that he yearns.

The only evil is vanity, which dares to provide an alternate caretaker. The only caretaker is God.

My philosophies are my vanity, as they try to provide me with what God is best at giving me. A new life called complan+sugar+milk+boiling awaits me.