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WHEN DOES OUR SEARCH END?

 
 
Today a simple incident thought me an important lesson. Few days back, the nada string of the pyjama that I wear during my Yoga practice had come out. I stopped doing my Yoga practice due to this reason. Probably an excuse to take a break. I tried to find a safety pin to try to insert the thread back into it's socket. I searched a few places in the ashram where the safety pin could likely be found but, to no avail. I resigned from the endeavour to search and convinced myself that I will search for it some other day. 

Today, I made up my mind to somehow resume my Yoga session. Which means, I had to find the safety pin - some how or the other. I searched one drawer but to no avail. Then, I searched the most obvious drawer. With a little searching, I found one safety pin lying in the corner of the drawer, as if waiting to be found. I was amazed and shocked to find it. It was as if someone magically put it there from the heavens. I had searched this drawer last time also but didn't find it. What was the difference between the last search and this present one that made all the difference? The answer dawned on me at once - "When we are desperate and determined to find something or seek answers to our problems, God arranges for the thing that we are searching for or reveals the answers to our problems we are looking for." This is how every discovery is made and this is how every problem is solved. This is the secret of success, in any and every endeavor. Jesus Christ mentioned this as - "Seek and you shall find" or "Knock and the door shall open". Our problem is that we don't seek seriously and don't knock vigorously. We give up and accept defeat too fast without even trying our best. 

All solutions are lying just near us, waiting to show itself to us provided we are eager to find them. Therefore we need to remember that, our search for solution ends when the desire to end the search surges in our hearts.

- Achyut Gopal Das

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