God Is Everywhere

Apr 7, 2018 | Blogging A2Z Challenge

God is everywhere, and he is watching you!

The first time Rhia heard this she was seven. Her mother snatched the pencil she clutched between her fingers and put it back where it belonged – on the shelf of the gift shop they were at.

‘Have some fear of God’s wrath.’ Her mother reprimanded her. With an apologetic look, her mother turned the shopkeeper and apologized. A watchful Rhia learnt an important lesson.

‘Ma, who made God?’ She asked one day when her inquisitiveness got the better of her.

‘God is everywhere. No one made him.’

‘Is he here right now?’

‘Yes, Rhia, he is everywhere. Even inside you.’

‘Then why do we have to visit the temple every day?’ She complained. Rhia found in the wee hours of the morning only to visit the temple a cumbersome activity.

‘Uff! You ask too many questions. Come now, let’s take prasad.’

One month after her fourteenth birthday, Rhia was told she couldn’t visit the temple during certain days of the month. She nodded her head in nonchalance, even secretly pleased.

She already knew visiting the temples was unnecessary. God was everywhere.

Piyusha Vir

Piyusha Vir

Piyusha Vir is a writer, artist, a CELTA-certified English Language trainer, and a Creative Writing Coach. About me

11 Comments

  1. Stepheny Forgue Houghtlin

    Visiting your blog for the first time finding you on the #Challenge participant list. Aren’t we blessed to KNOW that God is everywhere indeed. I love the challenge for this reason to discover other bloggers who write and love to learn from the many themes that are presehted. If you have time and interest, I am writing about BOOKSTORES this year, their architecture, location and the good people who sell books. Certainly a passion of mine. In the novels I write, I hope it is apparent that God is central to the authors view of the world.

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    • Wandering Soul

      Thank you for visiting and commenting. We indeed are blessed to know that God is everywhere. Problem arises when we choose to not remember that as per our convenience. 😀 Bookstores are an interesting theme. Shall certainly check it out. Thanks, again. 🙂

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  2. Nilay Patel

    God has been always questioned about existance. The problem is not the question, but the people who blindly follow make the others to question things.

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    • Wandering Soul

      Glad you got the inherent message. 🙂 Thank you for reading and commenting.

      Reply
  3. MommyingBabyT

    Rhia and I sure do think alike. Lovely read.

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    • Wandering Soul

      YAY! That’s a super win for rational thinking. 🙂 Thank you so much, for visiting and commenting. 🙂

      Reply
  4. jayanthi6

    Very interesting – I was also thinking about writing about ‘God’ for alphabet ‘G’….:) but changed at the last minute…

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    • Wandering Soul

      Thank you! That’s funny, because I was earlier thinking or it being ‘Gender Equality’ for G, and I too changed it at the last minute. 😀

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  5. Neha

    Thats a perfect thought! I always find temples more like business than for soul searching.

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    • Wandering Soul

      Oh yes, it really is a business of fear rather than respect and love for God. Someone once ridiculed me , saying, ‘Ever been to a temple in your life?’ Why don’t people get that this is so personal and cannot be forced.

      Reply

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