Life is a random sequence of events on which neither God nor humans have any control. It should and must remain as random as it could be. Otherwise where is ‘thrill’ in one’s life? Where is the place for our ‘dreams’? How do we celebrate our ‘achievements’? When will we shower our ‘praises’ on our children and other humans who helped us through this ‘randomness’? When will we thank our God Almighty for all his ‘blessings’ for guiding us through this randomness?
The ‘godmen’ will try to influence you with a promise that this randomness can be controlled, but you will always be happier with very same randomness and your will to face it. Hence, let it remain random. Let us not allow godmen and astrologers to solve this randomness.
Let us begin with our birth. “So God created man in His own image; in the image of God He created him; male and female He created them.” (Genesis 1:27) He created us in His ‘image’ indicates that we were made to resemble God. He gave us all Godly powers- power to create, power of love, power to carryout Godly acts, power to influence others, power to control the environment around us, etc.
If He created us like Him, He would never want us to suffer for sure. He did not want to create unpleasantness or cause sickness in our lives. He did not want us to face disasters. These are natural, hence random, and never a satanic or a demonic attack. When we overcome these difficulties, we look back at our lives and grow closer to God, learn to trust Him more, and also evaluate the true value of our God gifted life. God is not trying to test you at all as He is ever-loving and all-knowing and He knows how much you love Him.
Our birth, was a random chance, a divine occurrence that our parents met. It was also a random occurrence that a sperm out of thousands fused with our mother’s egg in a specific condition and time. The genes we inherited due to this fusion could well be traced back to the family tree of both our parents and here too randomness play an important role, despite all Mendel’s theory of genetics.
Now comes our physical birth. Who decided the time of your birth? Wasn’t it random, even if it was a C-Section? The time of birth, based on which astrologers predicted your life span by means of Kundali or Jathakam or birth chart, who recorded it? Was it as per the hospital clock? Was it as per the nurse’s or surgeon’s watch? Was the time accurate? Wasn’t the time of your birth random? Hence let it remain random and let us not allow the astrologer to play into this randomness and dictate how our lives are going to flow through.
As we grow up and cross many milestones, we realise this very same randomness. Many people around us help us through difficulties we face, some known and many unknown. Some call it a ‘miracle’ but isn’t it all humane? God does not come down to execute ‘miracles’, but He does it through us humans and that too randomly. We need to recognise these humans, which we ignore conveniently many times.
God himself never did any miracle, but it was always through humans -Moses split the Red Sea, Elijah divided Jordan River, Jesus cured lepers – and so on. Lord Vishnu took ten Avatars (Dasavatharam) of humans, animals and also their combination to to restore cosmic order.
Our family friend in Canada, suffered a massive stroke and was admitted to the ICU. I was there with his wife for the 10 days. The bed on which the patient lay was maintained at a temperature, a degree less than normal human temperature with many gadgets connected. There was a dedicated nurse, sitting beside his bed 24 hours, monitoring all his body parameters. The nurses changed every eight hours.
The doctors attending to him said to us at least seven times that he is gone, but always managed to resuscitate him. They said that his complete recovery was doubtful. On the tenth day, he came into his conscious self, surprising even the doctors, with all his facilities intact. It was a ‘miracle’ for sure. The Canadian Government would have spend nearly a million dollars to bring him back to life. Now, I realised where the heavy tax money we were paying was put to use. I concluded that the tax I paid and would pay in future will not be sufficient to compensate this ‘miracle’.
After a week, I had to drive him and his wife to hospital for follow-up. Enroute his wife said that they are visiting Tirupathi (India) to offer the hair of him and their son as a vow (‘Mannath’). I asked her “Do you know the name of the Doctor who took care of your husband for those ten crucial days? Do you remember any of those nurses who sat beside his bed?” Obviously the answer was a clear “No”.
“What use is hair to Tiruppathi Balaji? You are likely to incur Rs 10 Lakh ($20,000) for the journey from Canada. In case you even donate 10% of it to educate a child in your village or buy books & blackboard for the village school, I am sure Tiruppathi Balaji will be much happier” I said.
Whatever it was, they went to Tiruppathi, shaved off their heads and returned to Canada.
In Canada, a few of our friends working as nurses have shown me ‘Thank You’ cards dropped off by patients or their relatives, appreciating their services. There would also be many offering prayers, poojas and their hair to the Gods instead.
God executed a ‘miracle’ for you through some random person. Now, you become the instrument of God in executing a ‘miracle’ for another random person and let the randomness prevail.
St Matthew 25:35-40 – For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me.
Then the righteous will answer him, “Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink? When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you? When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?”
The King will reply, “Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.”
Ultimately, what you do for the least of these brothers and sisters, would be counted and you will reap the benefits. You may call it Karma, you may call it destiny or fate, following as effect from cause.