I went to temple yesterday evening and met a young couple. I almost cancelled my visit since NR decided to skip his afternoon nap and make it an evening nap. The girl distributed bangles to the women at the temple. I asked the reason and she told me that they are trying for a baby. I started to talk to her and found out that they were not successful with IUI and IVF. She was in tears and I just wanted to hug her.
I live in a country where I hear/read on daily basis about women killing their newborns and wonder why do they deserve such a gift in their life while there are millions of loving affectionate couples wanting and praying for a miracle in their life. Life is not fair sometimes.
I shared my experience and told her to stay positive and never give up hope. Miracles do happen. It happened to me. We both talked for more than half an hour. I could feel a renewed hope in their eyes. They were nice and friendly couple. I prayed for them and blessed them to have their wish come true soon.
If I’d gone early to temple as scheduled, I would have missed meeting them. Yesterday god made me, his messenger to give them hope right at the temple. May be that’s a sign for them. I really felt blessed for being his messenger.
Whenever strangers makes me feel good by their words or action when I am down or worried about something, I know god is talking to me through them. God talks to us thru people around us .
In our daily night prayer, NR and I prayed for that Athai and Mama to get a special gift soon, a cute baby like NR. My ammuma used to say that god listens to kids more than adults. NR is my sweet little prayer buddy : ).
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