Speechless!

Almost all rivers begin as a small, narrow but vibrant stream...The river in its uppercourse is always tiny, above the base level and possesses a great deal of potential energy. While attempting to reach its base level, it cuts down the soil and errodes it vertically which results the shape changes in the v-shaped valleys.. It is this pattern of conduct during youth which becomes the deciding factor, as to whether or not the river would finally reach its goal...

Like a tiny girl who dances her way downhill, not worrying about what others might think, not realizing what all she's expected to do and not knowing where she is heading, the stream makes a course for itself and frivolously descends to its base...

It cares little about who it could be beneficial to...just dances in her own joy downstream like a selfish young lassie...

She passes hills, forests and places which are scarcely inhabited by humans...and soon, the lively little stream reaches its middle course in no time...it goes through certain metamorphosis...the landscape has changed, the gradient has become less steeper, vertical errosion ceases, lateral errosion takes place...and the stream meanders aimlessly , not knowing why she is going through such changes...On the way she meets humans...who come to her banks for various purposes and she speeds herself up trying to scare them off from coming too close to her. But, she realizes that she has become heavier, she is not being able to move like she used to when she was younger...her energy is being used up in carrying the erroded soil with her downstream...She has given shelter to so many different life forms within her, diverse aquatic animals and plants starts to thrive. She is getting taller....her bed is a long way down under...she has gone broader, a long long way to her sides....she no longer has to make her own way...she is more relaxed...she is moving on her own and most definitely she has a goal...but what is this goal..?

Without her knowing, she has become more and more giving and she knows in her heart of hearts that her end is near....she senses it...she longs for it...she cries for it...prays for it to come closer to her each day...and finally she closes her eyes and gets lost in the arms of the mighty ocean...she is the happiest today...she knows the meaning of her journey, she looks back at her course and sheds a few drops of tears on the number of calamities she had caused due to her pride and insensitivity...of the number of living creatures she could help and bring a smile to...and then she goes to eternal slumber...her work has been done ...she can rest now....she has met her goal...she has come to her God....He will take care of her from here on...she needn't worry anymore...

You can speculate and introspect while in the journey...and when it's all over, it's too late...the damage cannot be undone...the path cannot be retraced...the devastated and distraught lives cannot be restructured...Think a hundred times before you bring havoc on somebody's life...it could mean a lifetime of devastation for them....We will all have to meet our God one day...and we will have to ask for His forgiveness...

Don't we all pray this..."... And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive; those that trespass against us"...