26-conversation with the most important person-God
When Samboy woke up he was at home. He was lying in bed and it was peace and quiet outside. He went downstairs and found that both his uncle and aunt had gone to church and the helper Aunt Lulu did not come to work that day. He looked into the garden and found the family dog Patchy sitting under a tree, watching the birds. As usual Patchy was not interested in him. She practically ignored him. He thought about all that had happened and thought with relief that it was all a dream.
He made a bowl of noodles and took it upstairs to his den on the first floor as he wanted to watch his favorite TV program. When he settled himself on the sofa with his brown blanket and noodles, he switched on the TV using the remote control. But there was no picture. The screen was blank completely. He switched to other channels and found that they were all blank. Then he came across one channel that had activities. He decided to watch it. It showed a garden just like his uncle’s garden. A voice was talking behind the scene. The garden remained static. A voice spoke to him, “Hi, Samboy.” Samboy was shock. He thought he heard wrongly. But the voice spoke again, “Hi, Samboy. How are you feeling?” He thought he would just answer since there was no one else around. Samboy answered, “Oh, not so well. I had a nasty dream.” The voice asked him what the dream was about and why he felt that he was not so well. Samboy gave a sort of summary of his dream about the disappearance of all the grown-ups and how he had tried to save his uncle and aunt but failed miserably. He even killed his best friend and got killed in the end.
“I couldn’t even have a dream that ended well!” He lamented. “Even my little niece did better than me!”
The voice asked further, “Well, if you could start all over again would you have done differently?”
Samboy answered in his usual off-hand manner, “Of course I would!”
But the voice said, “I want you to answer after thinking seriously. If you could do it again, would you have done it differently and got a different result?” The stern voice was accompanied by a change of scene this time. The serene garden changed into a stormy sea and it was so real that Samboy could almost feel the rough water splashing onto him. “You must be sure you want to try again. I can give you another chance. Do you really want another chance so that you could do things differently this time?”
Samboy was quiet for sometime. “Do you mean what I had gone through were all real and I am now dead?” He began to panic. “Is my friend Gin dead too?” He felt horror creeping up in his heart.
“Yes. “ The authoritative voice answered. “And I am willing to give you another chance so that things could be differently turned out.”
“Are you God?” Samboy asked boldly. He had to know as he didn’t really want to die so young. He thought of all the good parts of his life and began to cry. He remembered the fun he used to have with all his friends and cried harder. He thought of his uncle and aunt still being trapped in the Stress Mountain without hope and felt heart broken. He wept bitterly. “Oh, I am so sorry, uncle and aunt. I have failed you again and again. I am so sorry Gin. I was only playing. I didn’t mean to hurt you. Please forgive me. ..” He kept repeating these words of remorse. He felt miserable when he thought of all his failures and mistakes. He really wished he had another chance to live his life differently. He felt that it was so unfair and tough.
“Yes. I AM.” The voice answered. “I can give you another chance to live life differently. But you have already died, so I am giving you another life. It will not be you anymore. Do you want that?”
“Whose life will that be, Lord?” Samboy knew he had to address God as Lord. He was puzzled. How can he be given another person’s life? Does that mean that person will give up his life for Samboy? It was beyond his imagination.
“It will be the life of my own son. Yes, he will give you his life.” The voice said. “But you need not worry. He will live on because he is God.”
What? I am to have the life of God’s Son? Samboy thought it was a very good deal. Samboy wanted another chance. He wanted to live a victorious life. I don’t want to be a failure anymore. He told himself. The TV screen changed to a new scene. He saw the Stress Mountain, his friends and the crab soldiers. They were in the room of treasures. He was in the scene. But he could not see the sword of the Spirit anymore.
Then Samboy thought of his disabilities, all his limitations, mistakes and failures and felt depressed again. He said, “But I can never be good. I cannot even be like other children!” He felt frustrated and fed up, “Lord, I am a simple boy. I only want to be a normal simple man!” He cried in desperation. The voice asked him, “What do you mean by being a normal simple man?” Samboy thought of a family with a dad, mom, two boys and two girls. The man of the house goes to work and earns a living for his family and loved ones. He watches TV and plays football after work. He has friends with whom he can play football and share funny stories. On Sunday the whole family goes to church and after that go out for lunch. Sometimes they visit the zoo and have picnic too. They have a house, a car and a dog. They have a little yard where the children can play after school. The children will have education and grow up properly, earn their living and have their own families too. The man and his wife can then have grandchildren to look after. When the man is too old to play football, he will teach the grandchildren to play.
“It is a reasonable wish.” The voice commented, having looked into Samboy’s heart. “But it’s so hard to grow up!” Samboy lamented. The voice sad, “I can grant you that wish. Do you believe in Me?” Samboy replied, “I am not worthy. I am not good enough.” The voice said, “Samboy, have you ever earned anything in your whole life so far? Have you earned your life? Do you think you could ever earn life, even the life of My Son?”
Samboy reflected for a long time and admitted that he had never earned anything significant so far. No. He had not earned his life. Even if he had earned some small sports prizes, he could never be good enough to earn life. No. He had not earned God’s Son’s life. “So why are You giving me life, even the life of Your Son, Lord?” He was puzzled. He could not believe.
The voice asked him to look into the TV screen. The scene had changed. A man was hanging on a wooden cross-shaped structure with blood all over him and the man spoke, “It is finished.” The voice said, “Look, it’s already done more than two thousands years ago. I have already given His life to you long before you or your great great great…grand fathers were born, Samboy. There is nothing you could have done or will ever do to earn anything from me. I have given Him freely before you existed and it is done.”
“But I am not worthy, Lord.” Samboy muttered. Hope rose in his heart. The voice answered, “Yes, I know you do not deserve. But I have given freely. Do you want this free new life, not your life anymore, but the life of My Son?”
Yes. I want. I want this free new life. Samboy happily cried out. He really wanted this new life which he could not deserve and ever earn.
The voice commanded him to close his eyes and opened them again. Samboy obeyed and did exactly as told. When he opened his eyes, he found that he was back to the treasures room, standing in front of Gin. Gin was still holding the gun and sobbing as Gin was thinking of his family’s predicament. Samboy stepped forward and took the gun from his hand and said, “It’s alright, every body, let’s go and find our parents!” He put the gun carefully back in its original place and looked around but he could not see the sword. Where can it be? He wondered. A voice spoke to him suddenly from within his heart, “I am here, right in your heart.”
Ari was the first one who stopped crying. She followed Samboy and ran out of that room. Other children followed suit. The children ran towards the only opening but it led into a tunnel. Samboy peeped inside and saw nothing but darkness. He hesitated but his heart told him not to be afraid because “I am with you. I am the way and the truth and the life. Trust me.” The inner voice assured him. Samboy decided that he should go in to explore the place alone as it might be dangerous. Ari refused to stay behind as she thought her mom might be in that tunnel and she wanted to be there with her mom. The other children felt the same too except Bo who was very scared of darkness. Gin agreed to stay behind to keep an eye on Bo. Besides, he was too hungry and tired to walk on, as he had left most of the food at the foot of the mountain. The giant spider crabs had to stop advancing too as they needed a broad dimension to maneuver and the tunnel was too narrow to accommodate their legs and claws. Captain Crab said he would take them to the outside of the walls and see if he could find another route to the end of the tunnel. He also ordered two big soldier crabs to stay behind to protect Gin and Bo.
Samboy and his friends were alone in the tunnel. He led them step by step and trusted the inner voice to guide him. Ari seemed to know exactly where to turn too. Samboy asked her how she knew and she told him that she asked her heart and her heart told her! “You have the Son’s life in you too!” Samboy exclaimed. Ari told him the whole incident involving the red thread becoming live, melting the pond of glass, freeing the key of Truth and how she entered the key to her heart and talked to the Helpers who were there to guide her to living the Truth. Samboy told her about how he had died in another print of the story and had been given a fresh chance to live so that he could live his life differently and how God had given him His Son’s life who was now in him. As the two talked about their mutual transformation, they felt the tunnel becoming wider and lighter. Soon they began to see light coming from the walls from both sides and the ceiling too.
The night had become day and the day had turned as bright as noon!
I have selected the following blogs as my favorites from Ari and Her Quests (Stress Mountain Rescue Story). I have enjoyed writing them. Whenever I read them I could see my grand niece Ari and her little uncle Samboy. They are really funny but lovable and real!
Enjoy!
