Literally. Even ‘worse’, there was a mouse in my room last night. Yuck, you say. Yeah, part of the consequence of living in a tropical country, having your room next to a garden, and opening your window at night.
I could not sleep. The thought of there was a mouse that might suddenly jump over me did bother me. Then my mind started to wonder.
I was thinking what if the mouse gets into my open suitcase – which was just lying on the floor half-packed for tomorrow. Perhaps I should zip it. Then I thought well, on the other side of the room lied my mom’s suitcase. Will it be too selfish of me to just zip my suitcase only and not hers?
The mind shifted to dear old Mom. I recited a prayer for her. And Dad.
My thoughts then went to the people who had to live with mouse etc in their houses – perhaps those who live in the refugee camps or slump areas. Mouse bites are very dangerous to children yet they can do very little about it.
I started to do my invocation (or dzikr in Arabic).
Poor little mouse, I thought. It was just trying to find its way out of my room. It too was afraid of the situation and perhaps was panicking. It did not mean any harm. We are all just trying to survive and live our lives.
I was calming down. I continued my invocation. The mouse found its way out of the room through the same window it went in from. My room was once again in total silence. My mind was at peace.
It is amazing what thoughts a little mouse can trigger. Perhaps God was running out of options on how to wake me up in the middle of the night for a chat.
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2 comments:
Awwwww, so cute and mind-blowing at the same time! The most lovely posting I've read so far ...
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All the subtle and beatiful messages that God is continuously sending to us. All we need to do is to pay attention to them. Unfortunately, we seldom do.
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