Moving Forward

We live in stormy times. The storm is alarming no doubt but when it abates, as all storms must do, they leave not just a trail of destruction but also a massive change of fixed positions, a shift, a dislocation and a push beyond the accustomed comfort-zones.

Who or what shall survive the storm and drift? Not the comfort seeking man. Not those who live by fear and suspicion. To live in times as these, one needs the soul of a hero who fears nothing, who can keep his calm in the face of storms, who is ready to take the challenges of life and forge ahead with courage as his companion and faith as his guide. For it is indeed the hour of the unexpected, the hour of giant leaps or a shrinking back and sliding down. It is the moment of our tryst with destiny, the great possibility of entering the doors of a new and luminous future and changing the fixed fronts of Fate.

It is indeed the Hour of God. It is the moment for those who are ready to listen to God not only in the still small voice within but also in the blare of the trumpets and drift of the storm winds.

It is indeed the Hour of God whence the Divine flings open every door and rushes upon the world as torrential rains that purify and the lightnings that awaken the asleep. To one who can thus perceive God in everything, this hour is a great blessing. But to the fearful it is a torment and a struggle.

It is indeed the Hour of God.

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