Main Parmeshwar ka ek Bachcha hoon

Hamare sabse mul siddhaant mein gyaan hai ki hum jiwit Parmeshwar ke bachche hain. Isiliye Uska sabse pavitra naam Pita—Swarg Pita hai. Yah siddhaant bhavishyevakta dwara saalon se sikhlaya ja raha hai:

• Jab Shaaitaan ne bahakaya, Moses ne use nikara, kahatey hue: “Tum kaun ho? Dekho, main Parmeshwar ka Putra hoon.”¹

• Israel ko batlatey hue, Psalmist ne kaha, “Aur sab ke sab Parampradhaan ke putra ho.”²

• Paul ne Athenians ko Mars Pahaad par sikhlaya ki weh “Parmeshwar ke vansh hain.”³

• Joseph Smith aur Sidney Rigdon ne ek sapna mein dekha Pita aur Putra ko, aur ek swargy awaaz mein batlaya ki duniya ki abaadi “Parmeshwar ke pyare putron aur putriyon se hai.”⁴

• 1995 mein, 15 jiwit devduton aur bhavishyevaktaon ne swikriti di thi: “Sabhi manushyon … Parmeshwar ke parchaai se bane hai. Har ek swargy maata-pitaoun ke pyare aatmik putra ya putriyan hain.”⁵

• Pradhaan Thomas S. Monson ne gawahi diya ki: “Hum jiwit Parmeshwar ke putra aur putriyan hai. … Hum yah pure tarah se vishwaas nahi kartein hain bina hi ek naye Shakti aur mazbooti ko anubhao kiye .”⁶

Yah siddhaant bahot hi mul hai, humesha kaha gaya, aur bahot hi saral ki bahot hi sadhaaran lage, jabki sachchaai hai ki sabse anokha gyaan jo hum praapt kar saktein hain. Humare swargy purwaj ka ek sahi samjh hai ki mukhti ka mul. Mukhti ke mahaan yojna aur Pita ke pahale vishwaasi poshan ka, Ishu jo Maseeh hai, aur Uska mahaan Praeshchit ka neev ko samjhna hai. .⁷ Aage, yah hamesha humari madad karta hai humare anant tak ke vaadon ko banana aur nibhaane mein.

Bina koi rokh ke, sabhi jo is sabha mein abhi bhaag le rahein hain, bina koi dhun aur sangeet ke, geet ko gaao, “Main Parmeshwar ka Bachcha hoon.”⁸ Yah pyaare ishubhajan ek sabse zyaada gaya hua sangeet hai is Girjaghar ka. Parantu gambheer sawaal hai ki “Kya hum sahi tarike se jaante hain?” Kya hum apne mann apne hriday aur apne aatma mein jaantein hain? Kya humare purwaj humare pratham aur sabse bade pahachaan the?

Yaha dharti par, humari apni kai alag tarike se pehchaan hai, humare payedaaish ke sthaan, humare deshwaasi, aur humare bhaasha ko lekar. Kuch apne aap ko apne kaam ya anye pasandida se jaane jaatey hain. Yeh dharti ke pahachan galat nahi hai jabtak weh humare anant pehachaan-Parmeshwar ke putra ya putri hone mein ko badalte ya khaami nahi pahuchaate.

Jab humare sabse chota bachcha che saal ka tha aur skool mein pratham kaksha mein, uske shikshak ne bachchon ko kaksha mein ek kaarye par likhne ko kaha. Wah Octobar tha, Halloween ka mahina, duniyabhar ke kuch bhaag mein chutti rahata hai. Jabki yah mera pasandida chutti nahi hai, main vishwas karta hoon ki Halloween ka kuch saaf aur mukhti ka bhaag hai.

Shikshak ne jawaan viddhyarthiyon ko ek chota sa panna diya. Upar mein ek kahani ka chudaael ka chitra bana hua tha (maine tumhe batlaya ki yah mera pasandida chutti nahi tha) ubaltey hue paani ke saamne khade hue. Is panne par swaal likha tha ki, bachchon ke soch ko badhaaye aur unke likhne waale gun ko jaache, “Tumne abhi hi chudaael ke pyaale se kuch piya hai. Tumhe kya hua hai?” Kripa jaane ki yah kahani shikshakon ko batlane ki ijaazat nahi hai.

“Tumne abhi hi chudaael ke pyaale se kuch piya hai. Tumhe kya hua hai?” Sabse achche shuruwaat ke likh mein, humare chote se bachche ne likha, “main marungi aur main swarg mein rahungi. Main waha pasand karungi. Main pasand karungi kyunki wah sabse achcha sthaan hai rahane ke liye kyunki tum apne Swargy Pita ke saath ho.” Yah jawaab uske shikshak ko achambe mein daal diya; phirbhi, jab humari putri ne pura kiya hua kaarye ko ghar par laai, humne dekha ki use ek tara mila tha, sabse uncha sthar.

Sachche jiwan mein, hum sahi mein takleefon ko jheltein hain, naki sochtein hain. Yaha kasht hai-shaaririk, gambheer, aur dhaarmik. Yah dil tut jaata hai jab us stithi se alag hota hai jaesa humne socha tha. Yaha anyaye hota hai jab hum apne stithi ke laayak nahi rahatein hain. Yaha pastaatein hain jab jise hum vishwaas kartein the todh detein hain. Yaha par swaasth aur payese ki takleefein hoti hain jo achambe mein daal deta hai. Yaha kuch swaal bhi ho saktein hain jab humare jaane hue siddhaat ya itihaas se aage ka ho.

Jab humare jiwan mein mushkilein aati hai, humara turant kaarye kya hota hai? Yah galti ya sandeh ya dhaarmikta se dur karta hai? Kya yeh humare vishwaas mein anjaana badlaao karta hai? Kya hum Parmeshwar yah dusron ko humare is stithi ka zimmedaar maantein hain? Ya humara pratham kaarye hai ki jaane hum kaun hai--ki hum pyare Parmeshear ke bachchon hai? Kya yah pure vishwaas ke saath hai ki Wah dharti par kuch mushkilon ko deta ha kyunki Use pata hai ki use hume ashirwaad praapt hoga, jaese aag mein tel, Uski tarah banne ke liye aur apne anant prampara ko paane ke liye?⁹

Abhi haal hi main ek sabha mein Elder Jeffrey R. Holland ke saath tha. Siddhaant ko sikhlatey hue ki maranshil jiwan peeda ka hoga parantu humare anant kaarye ke liye takleefein hoga- bhale hi abhi hum is samay use nahi samjhtein ho- Elder Holland ne kaha, “Tumhe jo chahiye tum pa saktey ho, ya tumhe aur bhi achcha praapt ho sakta hai.”

Paach mahine pehle, meri patni, Diane, aur main Elder aur Bahan David A. Bednar ke saath Africa gaye the. Chata aur aakhri desh Liberia tha jaha humne bhent kiya. Liberia ek mahaan desh hai mahaan logon ke saath aur ek dhani desh, parantu waha cheezein asaan nahi hai. Saalon ke raajniti badaalo se aur janta ke ladaaiyon ke kaaran kareebi hai. Uske alaawa, ghamber Ebola bimaari ke karan laghbhag 5,000 logon ki jaan chali gayi uske faelne se. Hum Girjaghar netaaoun ke sabse pratham sangaton the bahar ke sthaan se Morovia, Kendra shahar ko bhent karne mein, jab World Health Organization ne Ebola bimaari se surakhchit ghoshit kiya tha.

Ek bahut hi garmi aur namm ke Raviwaar ki subeh ko, humne shahar ke kendra mein kiraae ki ek sabha ke sthaan par gaye. Sabhi uplabdh kursi sahi sthaan par the, pura 3,500 kursi saath mein. Antim upastithi 4,100 ka tha. Lagbhag sabhi jo upastith hue paedal aaye the ya kuch janta ke gaadi se mushkilon ke saath; Santon ke liye ikattha hona asaan nahi tha. Parantu weh aaye. Kai sabha ke shuruwaat se kai ghanton pehle upasthit huwe. Jab hum kamre mein gaye, maahol dhaarmikta bhare khushi ka tha! Sant taeyaar the sikhne ke liye.

Jab ek bhashankarta ek susamachaar ko padhata, sadasye zor se us lekh ko kahatey. Koi antar nah tha-choti yah lambie susamachaar mein, pure sangaton saath mein kahatey. Ab, hum nahi kehte aysa karna chahiye, parantu yah anokha tha ki weh kar rahe the. Aur sangeet mandala-weh shaktishaali the. Ek khushaal sangeet mandal ka nirdeshak aur ek 14 –saal ka jawaan ladka piano baja raha tha, sadasyon ne zor aur Shakti ke saath gaaye.

Phir Elder Bednar ne bhaashan diya. Yah, sahi mein, socha nahi gaya tha ki itna zyaada sangaton honge- Devdut se sikhne aur gawahi sunne ke liye. Saaf taur se dhaarmik maarg ke saath, apne bhaashan ko kehte hue ke beech mein, Elder Bednar rukh gaye aur kaha, “Kya tumhe pata hai ‘How Firm a Foundation?”

Aysa laga ki jawaab mein 4,100 awaaz ek saath bole, “HAAN!”

Usne phir pucha, “Kya tumhe verse 7 pata hai?”

Phir pura dal ne jawaab diya, “HAAN!”

“How Firm a Foundation” ka mahaan ishubhajan ka yojna Mormon Tabernacle Sangeet mandal pichle 10 saalon se gaa rahi hai ne verse 7 ko shaamil kiya, jo pahale nahi gaya ja raha tha. Eldar Bednar ne kaha, “Chalo 1,2,3, aur 7 verson ko gaye.”

Bina hi koi jhijhak ke, sangeet mandal ke nirdeshak khada hua aur Aaronic Purohiti- turant hi sangeetkaaron ne shaktishaally dhun bajana shuru kiya. Itna ziyada vishwaas maine kabhi pahale sammelan ke ishubhajan mein mahesoos nahi kiya tha, humne 1, 2, aur 3, gaya. Phir zor aur dhaarmikta ki Shakti badhi jab 4,100 awaaz ne saathwe verse ko gaya aur kaha:

Apne jiwan ke ek sabse bade dhaarmik anmol kaarye mein, mujhe ek mahaan seekh mila us din. Hum us duniya mein rahatein hain jo hume bhula sakta hai ki hum sahi mein kaun hai. Jitna ziyada musibatein humare ird-gird hota hai, utna hi asaan use shaanti se jhelna hota hai, phir bhool jaao, aur phir apne Parmeshwar ke saath netadaari bhool jaao. Liberia ke Santon ke paas kuch hi zaroori hai, aur phirbhi lagta hai ki sabhi kuch dhaarmik hai. Hum ne us din Monrovia mein jo bayaan kiya tha wah Parmeshwar ke putra aur putriyon ka ek sangaton tha-jo yeh jaantey the!

Aaj ki duniya mein, chahe kabhi bhi hum ho aur chahe kuch bhi humari stithi ho, yah mukhye hai ki hum Parmeshwar ke bachche hain hi hume zaroori ho. Jaantey hue ki hume apne vishwaas ko aur bhi ziyada badhaane se, humare pashchataap ko humesha shakti praapt hoga, aur shakti dega “atal aur achal” rahane mein humare maranshilta safar ke dauraan.¹¹ Ishu Maseeh ke naam se, amen.