Apan Tinkaaon ko Bikhraao
Mere priye bhaiyon aur bahano, priye dosto, mai aap sab ke liye humare profat, Pradhaan Thomas S. Monson ka pyaar aur ashirvaad lata hoon. Woh abhari hain apke pyaar aur prathna ke liye is bade din ke samay aur humesha.
Humme saal ke i taaim bahut accha lage hai. Pratham Adhyakshta ke Bada Din ka Sabha dher jan ke kostin ek priye parampara hai jaise hamaar palwaar ke kostin bhi hai. Hum Bada Din ke taaim pe usher la kaam kare ke tayaar rehta hai Temple Square pe Orchesra ke sundar sangeet aur badhiya Morman Tabernacle Kwaaya ke saathe. I sandesh aur sangeet Bada Din ke taaim ke kostin sahi maahol laawe hai aur hum long ke yaad karawe ki konchi aur kaaye hum long tyohaar manata hai.
Germany me Bada Din
Hamaar bachpan ke dino me, hamaar Bada Din ke wish sab taaim rehta raha ek ekdam-sahi barf ke mausam, aur hum jantha hai ki hum isme akele nahi raha. Hamaar kostin iske matlab rehta raha kadkadati thandi hawaaen, jheel sa neela aasmaan, aur dher saara taaza, safed barf(snow). Par, maosam lagbhag har baar mere barf ke sapno ke duniya se alag hota tha, aksar dhudle kaale aasmaan, bhige gile barf, ya baarish bhi hua karta tha.
Phir bhi, Bada Din se pehle la sanjha ke, hum long ke maa hum long ke achcha se garm kapda pahinaata raha aur hum long pita hum long ke saathe shahar ke galiyon me le ke jaai.
Hum sab ladkan long i vaarshik walk ke matlab janta raha—Maa ko Bada Din ka ped sajane ka, uske niche gift rakhne ka, aur us Pavitra Raat ke liye hamare mukhye kamre ko tayaar karne ka taaim chahati thi. Hum long sab rakam se koshish karta raha walk ke jaldi khalas kare ke. Lekin hum long ke pita bahut maahir raha ek na ek aur mod ghumaae ke maa ke zyaada taaim dewe me.
U taaim pe, Zwickau ke rasta long pe sanjha ke bahut kam batti rehta raha. I Vishwa Yudh II ke thode hi samay baad raha aur bahut kam street light long raha. Khali thoda se dukaan khula raha, aur kuch dukaan to bomb karal ghar long ke bagal me raha, jisme abhi bhi ladaai la adbhud mahak raha.
Walk ke ek part hum long bahut laaik karta raha—Zwickau shahar ke beech me ek cathedral ke paas jahan hum long sundar Bada Din la gaana sunta raha aur badhiya organ ke aawaaz jon hardam Bada Din se pehle la shaam wahan bajta raha. Kisi na kisi tarah, i sunehra sangeet se hum long ke shahar ke batti jaada braait hoi jaata raha—ekdam jaise chamchamaata sitara—aur hum long chota dil me ek ascharye ke aatma laaye deta raha.
Jab tak hum long lautta raha, Maa apan tayaari khalas kar leta raha, aur hum long sab mukhye kamra me jaata ek ek kar ke taaza-sajaya gaya Tannenbaum(Bada Din ke Ped) ko dekhne ke liye. U taaim pe ped milna kathin raha, aur jo bhi milta hum use le jaate the. Sometimes we had to add quite a few branches to make it look like a real tree. Lekin hamaar chota nazariya ke kostin, Bada Din la ped hamesha sundar lagta raha.
Mom battiyon ke jhilmilaahat se kamre me ek ajeeb, aur ekdam jaaduyi chamak tha. Hum long josh aur khushi ke saath ped ke niche rakhe huwe gifts ko dekhte rahe aur aasha karte the ki hamare gupt wish puri ho jaaye.
Gift paane ka josh utna hi tha jitna dene ka. Aksar yeh gift haath ke bane hote the. Ek saal jab mai bahut chota tha, mera gift mere bhaai ke liye tha uska chitra jo maine banaya tha. Main apne banawat se khush tha. Aur u bahut daya aur abhaar ke shabd bolis raha prashansa se.
Hum sab taaim apan East Germany ke bachpan ke i sundar yaadon ke khaas maanega.
Atyant Pyaar
Bada Din ke paramparaao ko is duniya ke sanskaaro aur deshon me adhunik, alag tarikon se manaya jaata hai. Woh sab sundar aur badhiya hai, aur to bhi bahut alag.
Lekin in sab se ek aam ehsaas hota hai, ek aam aatma jo hamesha maujud sa rehta hai jab hum Maseeh jo Raaja, hamein Sahanubhuti aur Saahas dene waala, Israel ko Shaanti dene waala ka janm manate hai!
Kayi shabd anand, aasha, intezaar, khushi ke in ehsaas ko bayaan kar sakte hai. Is me se har ek us “Bada Din ke aatma” ka koi na koi hissa samjhata hai.
Lekin mere liye, ek shabd Bada Din ke taaim pe mehsoos kare la ehsaas bataawe hai. U shabd hai pyaar
To bhi, Bada Din par jis gift ko hum manate hai woh hai pyaar ka gift—Parmeshwar ka Apne Bete ka gift. “Jo pyaar Parmeshwar hum se kare hai, woh is se pragat hua, ki Parmeshwar ne apne iklaute Putra ko jagat me bheja hai, ki hum uske dwara jiwan paaye. Pyaar isi me hai.”1
Us pyaar ko paa kar, hamare dil komal ho jaate hai. Hum ek komalta mehsoos karte hai jo dusron tak daya aur humdardi me jaata hai.
Bada Din se prerna mile hai aur achcha se pyaar kare ke.
Jaise bhi mai yeh kehta hoon, mai maanta hoon ki yeh shabd pyaar kaafi nahi hai. Jaise aur sab bhaashaaon me, waise Angrezi me bhi, “pyaar” ke dher matlab hoe sake hai. Uddharan hai, hum sakta bole humme barsaat se “pyaar” hai, ya humme tumaar nawa kapda se “pyaar” hai, ya saait ke baat humme nawa dabba waala tennis boll se “pyaar” hoi.
Lekin jon pyaar ke hum baat karta u aur gehra hai. Hum long pyaar ko bahut chota maante hai jab Parmeshwar ke pyaar se tulna ki jaaye.
Unka pyaar atyant aur na khatm hone waala daya hai. Divye pyaar anatta tak jaata hai. Woh anant kripa se uchalta hai. Woh faelta hai aur safal banata hai. Woh maaf karta hai. Woh ashish dewe hai. Woh mukti dewe hai.
Divye prem vyaktitva, sanskaar, ya jaat ke fark se uncha hota hai. Is me koi tarafdaari aur dabaao nahi hota jo hamein sahanubhuti, daya, samajhne se rokta hai. Is me koi dhamkaana, tarafdaari, ya ghamand nahi hota. Divye prem humein Uddhaarkarta ke kiye kaarye ko karne ki prerna deta hai: “kamzor logon ko sahayta dena, thake haathon ko uthaana, aur ladkhadaate ghutno ko mazboot karna.”2
Yahi rakam pyaar kare mangta hai hum long. Yahi chaahi hum long ke pehchaan raho niji aur ektrit rup se.
Hum shaayad i jiwan me divye pyaar puri tarah nahi jaagrut kar paaenge, par hum long ke koshish kare la nahi chaahi band karo. Agar saal me koi avsar hai jab hum thoda aur kareeb aate hai, woh hoga Bada Din la taaim, jab hum long ke dil aur dimaag Uddhaarkarta, Ishu Maseeh ke janm se divye pyaar ke jiwit dikhawa ki or modenge.
Shahar ka Commissioner aur woh Ladka
Humme mauka do ek kahani batawe ke batawe ke kostin kaise i pyaar sake hum long ke jiwan istemaal karo. 85 saal pehle Bada Din se pehle waale raat ko, jab Great Depression(Ghati) ka samai raha, ek shahar ka commissioner Salt Lake Shahar ke raasto ka daora kar raha tha ek barf ke toofaan ke baad me. Gaadi chalate waqt, usne rasta ke kinaare ek chota ladka ko dekha, itni thand me bina coat, gloves, ya boot ke khada. Commissioner ne apna gaadi roka, ladke ko apne garm gaadi me bulaya, aur pucha kya woh Bada Din ke liye khush hai. Ladke ne kaha, “Hamare ghar pe Bada Din nahi hoga. Papa teen mahine pehle guzar gaye aur Mummy aur mai aur ek chota bhaai aur bahan ko chod gaya.”
Shahar ke commissioner ne gaadi me garmi zyaada kiya aur kaha, “Ab, beta, mujhe apna ghar ka pata batao. Koi tumhare ghar aaega—tumhe koi bhulega nahin.”
Shahar ka commissioner Salt Lake Shahar me ek stake adhyaksh bhi tha. Woh apne stake ke sadasyon ke saath kaam kar raha tha zarooratmand parivaaron tak bhojan aur gift pahunchaane ke liye. Woh ladka Ishu Maseeh ka Girjaghar Antim Dinon ke Santon ka, ka sadasye nahin tha, lekin commissioner ko isse koi fark nahi pada. Us raat woh aur kuch bishops uske stake se ne dekha ki us ladke ke parivaar ko acha se bhara hua Bada Din ka basket mila.3
Is ladke se mulakaat karke stake adhyaksh par bahut asar pada. Usse usne thaan liya ki woh jahan kahin bhi ho dukhi logon ko dhoondega aur sahayta dega. Uske jiwan ka yeh ek pehchaan bhi ban gaya tha.
Shahar ke commissioner ka naam Harold Bingham Lee tha, aur 40 saal baad, wohi Ishu Maseeh ka Girjaghar Antim-Dinon ke Santon ka 11th Pradhaan bana.
Pradhaan Lee ne zaroori kaam kiye jab Girjaghar ka bhari prograam laaya gaa tha dukhiiyon ke kasht door karne ka aur Parmeshwar ke sabhi bachchon ko aur atma nirbhar banane ka.
Uske jiwan ke ant ke kareeb, Pradhaan Lee ne kaha ki woh un logon ko samajh sakta tha jo kasht me the aur sahayta chahate the apne khud ke gareeb aur saral bachpan ke kaaran.4
Aapke Paas Kitna Hai Zaroori Nahin lekin Aap Kitna Pyaar Karte Hai
Humme lage hum janta hai Pradhaan Lee kaise mehsoos karis raha.
Hamaar palwaar bhi bahut saadharan paristhiti me kabhi kabhi rehta raha. Saat saalon me do baar, hum long apan ghar choda raha sharnagati(refugees) ke rakam. Pakshim(West) Germany me hum ek puraane khet waale imaarat ke attic (upar ka kamra) me kiraae par the. Usme do chote kamre the, aur hum sab ek hi kamre me sote the. Jagah itna kam tha ki mujhe teda hoke chalna padta tha khaat ke beech me jaane ke liye.
Meri mummy ke paas ek hot plate tha jo hamara stove hua karta tha. Aur jab hum ek se dusre kamre me jaana chahate the, hamein khet ke aozaar, kapde ke dabbon, aur chat se latke huwe kayi sukhaae huwe gosh se guzarna padta tha. Ek baar, jab mai beemaar tha aur din bhar khaat me rehna pada, mai kuch chuhon ko dekh raha tha jo hamare saath attic me rehte the. Paani hamare kamron tak dhona padta tha, aur bathroom baahar khule aangan me ek chota ghera tha, barn ke bagal me. Raviwaar ko hum kuch ghanton tak chal ke apne Girjaghar ke imaarat tak pahunchte the Frankfurt me aur waapas lautte the. Hum bahut kam koi gaadi me jaate the.
Mujhe aaj bhi woh sab din yaad hai dono dukh aur anand ke saath. Mere maata-pita ne apne bas me jo ban pada woh kiya, aur hum jaante the ki woh humse prem karte the. Haan, woh zyaada zaroorat ke samay the, lekin mujhe woh khushi ke samay lage, kyunki mai mehsoos kar sakta tha hamare beech ka, Prabhu ke liye, aur Girjaghar ke liye pyaar.
Gareeb hone me koi sharmindagi nahi hai. Yaad karo ki Duniya ka Uddhaarkarta ek astabal me paeda hua tha aur ek charni me rakha gaya tha “kyunki inn me [Unke] liye koi jagah nahi tha.”5 Phir thode samay ke baad, Woh aur Mary aur Joseph sharnaarti bane, Egypt bhaage suraksha ke talaash me Herod se bachne ke liye. Unke prachaar ke samay, Ishu dukhit, bhookhe, aur beemaar ke beech chala. Uske din unhi se milne me beet jaata tha. Woh aaya tha “susamachaar gareebon ke baatne ke liye.”6 Kayi tariko se, Woh unme se ek tha, kyunki Uske bhi paas “koi jagah na thi sir rakhne ko.”7
Usne ek kangaal budhiya ki prashansa ki jisne, apne kangaali ke bawajud , ne use do sikke diye.8 Aur maransheelta me Unka ek antim sandesh tha ki hamara uddhaar kaise hum dusron se pesh aate hai par nirbhar hai—khaaskar woh jinhe hum “chota”samajhte hai—kyunki “tum ne jo [in] me se ek ke bhi saath kiya hai,” Usne kaha, “tumne mere hi saath kiya hai.”9
Ek 19th-sadi ke Angrezi shaayar ne eh lekh likhe the:
Bahut thande galti hui barf aur barf ke beech,
Woh darpok chidiya aati hai;
Daya karke use bhaga mat dena,
Par apne tinkaaon ko bikhraana. …
Sab ke paas kuch bacha hai, koi gareeb nahi hai,
Jab thand ke saath zaroorat aati hai;
Bhojan kabhi tumhara hi nahin hota,
Tab tinkaaon ko bikhraana.
Jald hi tumhare jiwan ka ant aa jaaega,
Hisaab dene ka din aaega:
Tumhare paapon ke khilaaf, aagya ki tarah,
Tumhare achche karam ki tulna tumhare paapon se hogi.10
Jiwan me hum jo bhi padh par ho, hum sab ek darpok chidiya hai—ek bhikari—Parmeshwar ke aage. Hum Unke kripa par nirbhar hai. Mahaan khushi ke yojna me jaise, hum Ishu Maseeh, hamare Uddhaarkarta, ke balidaan ke hi dwara uddhaar aur khushyaali ki aasha paate hai. Is aatmik gift se hum prerit hote hai Parmeshwar ke aagyaaon ka paalan karne ke liye aur aage badh ke dusron ko daya dikhane me. Chaahe hamare paas ek mutthi hi tinka hai, hum khushi se use imoshanal, aatmik, ya saansaarik zarooratmand ke saath baatte hai yeh dikhane ke liye ki hum abhaari hai Parmeshwar ne hamein bahutaaish se diya hai ke liye.
Bada Din par Dusron ko Ashirvaad Dena
Is Bada Din ke pyaari avsar pe, yahi theek hai ki hum raushni, sangeet, gift, aur chamak dhamak se khush ho. Yahi kaaran hai ki hum long saal ke i taaim ke itna pasand karta hai.
Lekin hum long ke i nahi chaahi bhule ke ki hum long Ishu Maseeh ke chele hai, jo Parmeshwar ke Putra hai. Duniya me Unka aana kaa sahi rup se sammaan karne ke liye, hum long ke Uske rakam chaahi karo aur daya aur kripa apne bandhuwon se baate ke chaahi. Yeh hum har roz, boli aur karm se kar sakte hai. Aao hum ise apna Bada Din ka parampara banae, chaahe jahan bhi hum ho—thoda aur dayalu, zyaada chama karna, kam anumaani, zyaada abhaari, aur zyaada khul ke zarooratmand ke saath apne vastuwen baatna.
Aysa ho ki Bethlehem me Ishu ke janm ko yaad karke hum Unke jaisa banna chaahe. Aysa ho ki Maseeh ka lakshye aur uddharan hamare dilon me Parmeshwar ke liye divye pyaar aur gehra daya se bhar de hamare bandhuwon ke liye. Aur aysa ho ki hum apne tinkaaon ko zyaada daansheelta aur anant pyaar se baante. Yeh hai mera prarthna aur ashirvaad is Bada Din ke taaim pe aur hamesha, Ishu Masih ke naam se, amen.