My dear young friends in Christ, I greet you and bless you all in the mighty name of our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ. As we spend our brim of youth in lock downs, rapidly changing teaching and learning systems and an ever uncertain world drawn into bitter wars causing chaos to all, still we have one person who is never changing and faithful, loving and protecting us, our dear Lord, Saviour, Master, and loving father, Jesus Christ.
During my very young age of about five years, I was very much drawn to my father, a school teacher, warden of the hostel, church youth leader and a good parent. He grew up under the British clergy and scholars and had imbibed good qualities from them: simple, impeccably dressed in neatly pressed shirt, clean shaven and combed always and as fresh and busy as the bee, moving around always doing productive work. Students used to come around 4.00 AM for his English tuition classes where with his impeccable British accent, he will teach Tagore : “Lightly O lightly we bear her along…(The palanquin bearers)” which still lingers in my ears even today ! This school had many audio visual equipment including an Audio Visual lab ( as it was called), a projector, gramophone, speaker systems etc., and my father was donning the role of patron of this also. I am talking about 60 years back when terminology like “smart class” was never heard of….but this school students had the privilege of seeing a bacteria moving on the screen for their science classes…. and the school notably produced world class scholars who were achievers in many fields. Why I am giving such an elaborate description here is that of all the audio visual aids in the school, the most which attracted me was a small box with a long cone which produced music or worship songs. More sinister was the logo present on this box with a cute little dog poking its nose deep inside the cone, attentively listening to the sound….My father told me that the dog was a terrier named “Nipper” listening to his (late) master’s voice as produced from this magical instrument called “gramaphone”. The excited face of the dog with its rapt attention, bending down almost inside the “cone” expecting its master to suddenly jump out from the cone, left a deep impression in me about the love and passion the dog had on its master, longing to hear him, see him and listen to him……
Later on as years rolled away I learnt about a young Sadhu, who was ever faithful to his Master , lived and died for Him. He was born into an orthodox wealthy Sikh family more than a century before. The family was closely knit with a dear affectionate mother who taught the young boy Sikh and Hindu scriptures and philosophy. He loved his mother so much that he always wanted to be with her. But destiny would wish differently and she died suddenly while he was still fourteen ! This pushed him into a deep depression and loneliness and the love of his father and family could not comfort him. Even the Christian Mission school where he was admitted could not restore his joyful days, rather made him exhibit hatred towards these strange group of people talking about love and compassion in a cruel world which snatches your mother even when you are young ! He tore and burnt the copy of the Bible given to him only to be admonished by his father. Absence of his mother pushed him so deeply that he eventually wanted to commit suicide unless the “true god” if there is one, as told repeatedly by his mother , appear to him and explain things ! Eventually the date was fixed and ultimatum given to this “god” unless “he” appears before the early morning , when he would jump before the express train passing to Ludhiana. He was fifteen years old.
That night, suddenly his room was filled with very bright light and a divine, kind person, whose palms and feet pierced with nails appeared before him. The Lord said : “ I gave my life for you..” With his exposure at the Christian Mission school, the boy could make out that this is the true living God, Jesus , who has appeared in person and talking to him. Suddenly great peace dawned in his heart and soul, more than the comfort he could get from his mother. The boy rushed up to his father and cried excitedly “ I have seen Jesus Christ in my room”. His father thought the boy had a dream and consoled him to go to sleep.
But the boy was so determined that the later events which would make any person melt, would not turn his heart away from Jesus. He was baptized on his sixteenth birthday. He continued his studies for some time and became a “Sadhu” and his possessions were a thin linen garment, a blanket and New Testament in Urudu. He walked barefooted. Sadhu Sundar Singh unfettered, went on this mission, till the age of thirty nine, when he went missing on his final mission to Tibet.