Be A Sacrifice To Such A Guru...

[Akaal Purakh Di Fauj]

WAHEGURU JI KA KHALSA WAHEGURU JI KI FATEH

The giani gave an example of how much Waheguru jee loves us...

A mighty tree spread its canopy far and wide, giving shade to all the creatures. Everyday a child used to enter the field, sometimes he would climb the branches, sometimes he would sit by the trunk, sometimes he would fall gently asleep in the shade like a baby in his mother's arms. The tree loved the child, the child loved the tree. Years passed and the child stopped coming to the field. The wise, old tree waited day after day, month after month for his beloved. One day the tree whispered to the wind to find out if the child was unwell. The wind returned and whispered to the tree that the child was well, but he had no desire to come to the field where he grew up. The tree asked the wind to carry a message to the ears of the child day after day, month after month. One day a young man marched into the field and standing tall and proud he raised his arm at the mighty tree and shouted "Can't you leave me alone Old Tree? I'm not a child any more, I don't need your friendship anymore, I need money. You can't give me what I need, so i don't need you."

The wise old tree loved the youth and said, "But of course I can give you wealth, just pluck all my fruits and sell them in the market." The youth ran to the market with the fruit and made a huge profit, but he never went back to say thankyou. The Wise old tree sent more messages and one day a married man walked into the field holding his child's hand. He said, "O Tree why cant you stop bothering me, I need a house, not your love. You can't give me what I need, so I don't need you"

The wise, old tree said, "But child, why didn't you tell me you need a house, just chop all of my branches and build your house with it." The married man ran home with all the wood, but he never came back to say thankyou. The wise, old Tree waited patiently and sent messages day after day. One cold winter's day an old man walked into the field with a walking stick and two adult sons. The old man said, "O stupid tree, you still bother me after all these years. I need firewood for my home not your love. My grandchildren are cold and you want me to waste my time in this field with you!"

The wise, old tree said, "But child, why didn't you just ask me? Ask your sons to chop down my trunk, that should provide you with firewood for many winters." The men walked off dragging the might trunk through the white snow. They never returned to say thankyou.

At the end of winter, a procession walked by the field. People were crying, the tree asked why and was told that his beloved child had passed away. The Tree said, "O my child has left the world, O people pull up my roots and use them for his funeral pyre."

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WaheGuru Jee sacrifices everything for the well being of his creatures. But the ungrateful human takes it all for granted and never appreciates it.

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Guru Arjun Dev jee expresses this in Sukhmanee Sahib:

ASHTAPADEE: By His Grace, you partake of the thirty-six delicacies; enshrine that Lord and Master within your mind. By His Grace, you apply scented oils to your body; remembering Him, the supreme status is obtained. By His Grace, you dwell in the palace of peace; meditate forever on Him within your mind. By His Grace, you abide with your family in peace; keep His remembrance upon your tongue, twenty-four hours a day. By His Grace, you enjoy tastes and pleasures; O Nanak, meditate forever on the One, who is worthy of meditation. || 1 ||

By His Grace, you wear silks and satins; why abandon Him, to attach yourself to another? By His Grace, you sleep in a cozy bed; O my mind, sing His Praises, twenty-four hours a day. By His Grace, you are honored by everyone; with your mouth and with your tongue, chant His Praises. By His Grace, you remain in the Dharma; O mind, meditate continually on the Supreme Lord God. Meditating on God, you shall be honored in His Court; O Nanak, you shall return to your true home with honor. || 2 ||

By His Grace, you have a healthy, golden body; attune yourself to that Loving Lord. By His Grace, your honor is preserved; O mind, chant the Praises of the Lord, Har, Har, and find peace. By His Grace, all your deficits are covered; O mind, seek the Sanctuary of God, our Lord and Master. By His Grace, no one can rival you; O mind, with each and every breath, remember God on High. By His Grace, you obtained this precious human body; O Nanak, worship Him with devotion. || 3 ||

By His Grace, you wear decorations; O mind, why are you so lazy? Why don't you remember Him in meditation? By His Grace, you have horses and elephants to ride; O mind, never forget that God. By His Grace, you have land, gardens and wealth; keep God enshrined in your heart. O mind, the One who formed your form _ standing up and sitting down, meditate always on Him. Meditate on Him _ the One Invisible Lord; here and hereafter, O Nanak, He shall save you. || 4 ||

By His Grace, you give donations in abundance to charities; O mind, meditate on Him, twenty-four hours a day. By His Grace, you perform religious rituals and worldly duties; think of God with each and every breath. By His Grace, your form is so beautiful; constantly remember God, the Incomparably Beautiful One. By His Grace, you have such high social status; remember God always, day and night. By His Grace, your honor is preserved; by Guru's Grace, O Nanak, chant His Praises. || 5 ||

By His Grace, you listen to the sound current of the Naad. By His Grace, you behold amazing wonders. By His Grace, you speak ambrosial words with your tongue. By His Grace, you abide in peace and ease. By His Grace, your hands move and work. By His Grace, you are completely fulfilled. By His Grace, you obtain the supreme status. By His Grace, you are absorbed into celestial peace. Why forsake God, and attach yourself to another? By Guru's Grace, O Nanak, awaken your mind! || 6 ||

By His Grace, you are famous all over the world; never forget God from your mind. By His Grace, you have prestige; O foolish mind, meditate on Him! By His Grace, your works are completed; O mind, know Him to be close at hand. By His Grace, you find the Truth; O my mind, merge yourself into Him. By His Grace, everyone is saved; O Nanak, meditate, and chant His Chant. || 7 ||

Those, whom He inspires to chant, chant His Name. Those, whom He inspires to sing, sing the Glorious Praises of the Lord. By God's Grace, enlightenment comes. By God's Kind Mercy, the heart-lotus blossoms forth. When God is totally pleased, He comes to dwell in the mind. By God's Kind Mercy, the intellect is exalted. All treasures, O Lord, come by Your Kind Mercy. No one obtains anything by himself. As You have delegated, so do we apply ourselves, O Lord and Master. O Nanak, nothing is in our hands. || 8 || 6 ||

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WAHEGURU JI KA KHALSA WAHEGURU JI KI FATEH

[kaur03]

wow!

waheguroo

:wub:

[Guest Guest]

Forget sacrifice our everything... we never even return to say thank you. :wub:

aisee laal thujh bin koun karai || O Love, who else but You could do such a thing?

[sewak sikh]

Forget sacrifice our everything... we never even return to say thank you. :wub:

aisee laal thujh bin koun karai ||  O Love, who else but You could do such a thing?

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goo :wub: d one

[theturbanator]

shell silverstien... the giving tree

mad good book... remeber hearing it in second grade

[Dhan Teri Sikhi]

That was so inspiring. Thanks for sharing.

:wub: :wub:

Waheguru Waheguru

[lowest of the low singhni]