T’was on one of those early mornings when driving for a breakfast meeting, I suddenly realized I had time on hand. I slowed the car down and found I was skirting the beautiful Powai lake. I stopped, got down, and watched the red morning sun reflected on the gentle waves. I searched for a place to sit and found two garden benches, alas, facing not the lovely lake but ugly traffic filled noisy road behind!
The contractor, in charge of fixing the benches had missed the big picture; the beauty of the lake.
A few years ago, as I stood with a friend and watched as they lowered his wife into her grave, I wondered what the big picture was. How could a God above, I wondered take her away from a loving husband and an only child. But, were we sitting on the wrong side of the bench, I wondered. Were we looking at tumult and turmoil, when peace and joy was there somewhere? Was it that we were not perceiving the big picture?
It was years ago on a visit to London that I decided to pay a visit to Windsor Castle. In one of its many magnificent rooms did I see a sculptured marble carving, it was a picture called Grief. On a marble bed a warrior lay dead. Grief was portrayed by the seven sisters who were all around his body weeping. The stone figures were so vividly carved that one could feel the sorrow that was etched into faces and bodies. The dead warrior’s bier and group of sisters took up the major portion of the wall and I would have gone on the next piece of art had my eyes not looked above the sculptured work. I gasped as I realized that the work of art carried on to one more floor. Above the scene of grief, in the same picture, a little new born baby was rising into the sky, and ecstatic angels were leaning down to hold the child and guide it to its heavenly home. The artist had captured grief and joy together.
The big picture was not a wife placed in a lonely grave, but her soul joyfully being welcomed by angels and a God above. The big picture need not be about troubles we are undergoing during this strange period but in the strength we are building that will make us winners later!
I wonder which direction your garden seat is turned towards?
To the troubles of the world? Physical pain? Mental torture? Financial ruin? Despair? Rejection?
Turn your seat around and start seeing and feeling the big picture. There’s a gentle wind on your face and sun in your eyes. There are divine arms stretching out to hold and steady you. Open your eyes and let your gaze lock onto the big picture..!
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