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Once
upon a time there lived a King who did not believe in God. The King had
this feeling that God is not real and it was just an imaginary creation
of human beings.
It so happened that the King lost his
wife soon after the birth of a child. With mother not being there, the
King decided to shut the child up in a huge tall tower. He did not want
the child to ever hear or think of God.
"If I lock him up in this big tower, he will never be able to hear about God," he thought.
Maids and tutors who were appointed to take care of the child were
warned against mentioning the name of God to the young prince.
One day when the King came to visit the Prince as usual, he was
surprised to see the boy standing before the window with head bowing
down and looking out at all the beautiful flowers and colours from his
window. At all the birds flying, the rivers passing by the place and
the green forest beyond.
The King asked the prince as to what he was looking at. The boy said, “I am bowing to my Creator”.
Amazed, the King blurted out, “Which Creator? Who told you about Him?”
The boy replied, “No one ever told me about the Creator. I can see the
beautiful world from my window. I can see the beauty of my Creator from
all the nature that surrounds me. Someone must have created all these
beautiful things. He must be Great. The very thought of his Greatness
makes me bow my head before him.”
The king slowly walked
back, a defeated man. The little prince had learnt from the nature what
he had wanted him never to learn. That God is real.
Once
upon a time there lived a King who did not believe in God. The King had
this feeling that God is not real and it was just an imaginary creation
of human beings.
It so happened that the King lost his
wife soon after the birth of a child. With mother not being there, the
King decided to shut the child up in a huge tall tower. He did not want
the child to ever hear or think of God.
"If I lock him up in this big tower, he will never be able to hear about God," he thought.
Maids and tutors who were appointed to take care of the child were
warned against mentioning the name of God to the young prince.
One day when the King came to visit the Prince as usual, he was
surprised to see the boy standing before the window with head bowing
down and looking out at all the beautiful flowers and colours from his
window. At all the birds flying, the rivers passing by the place and
the green forest beyond.
The King asked the prince as to what he was looking at. The boy said, “I am bowing to my Creator”.
Amazed, the King blurted out, “Which Creator? Who told you about Him?”
The boy replied, “No one ever told me about the Creator. I can see the
beautiful world from my window. I can see the beauty of my Creator from
all the nature that surrounds me. Someone must have created all these
beautiful things. He must be Great. The very thought of his Greatness
makes me bow my head before him.”
The king slowly walked
back, a defeated man. The little prince had learnt from the nature what
he had wanted him never to learn. That God is real.
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