
Merit dies not, all else does
"Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no
more."
~ William Shakespeare, Macbeth
All things die, the dying being different. Death is indifferent to
type, status, grade, eminence, consequence. Whatever it may be, whether
it be an affair, an article, a body, a concept, an entity, a fact, a
matter, an object, a part, a portion, or a substance; extinction
envelops all.
Cessation is certain. Death is the only certainty at birth. Only the
manner, mode, reason, and time, is indefinite, inscrutable. Yet, all
things living, and lifeless; think, behave, and are foolishly considered
by thoughtless man to be, eternal.
Even a mature man, sometimes errs in thinking and behaving as if
life, and all things surrounding life, is perennial.
Timeless
It is true that the cycle of life can be timeless and tiresome if one
fails to harness one's desires; but if one's earnest wish and
inclinations are based on, and built upon, the faith of goodness; then
life at least will not be wearisome. Instead, it can be enlivening,
inspiring, restful, and reviving.
Existence without generosity draws nectar in a sieve. Similarly,
benevolence without an object cannot thrive.
We cannot be meritorious, merely. As an act requires a purpose, so
does an object become requisite for a good deed. Everything passes away
- suffering, pain, blood, hunger, pestilence. The all and mighty will
pass away too, but our merit - the result of a good deed - will remain,
when the shadows of our presence and our deeds have vanished from the
earth. There is no man who does not know that.
Why, then, will we not turn our eyes towards graciousness, kindness,
and mercy? Providence has given human wisdom, the choice between two
fates: good and bad, to be good or to be good for nothing. As the days
of spring, arouse all nature to a green and growing vitality; so does an
act of good.
Triumph
When an act of good enters the soul, it makes all things new. It
insures our progress, which it predicts. Growing up into love, such acts
shed joy and peace over our human life.
A good deed is itself a species of happiness, and perhaps the chief
happiness, which this world affords. Yet, we think nothing of being
selfish. We care chiefly for self or one's own interest or comfort. We
are, all but always influenced by personal motives, to the disregard of
the welfare or wishes of others. Our greed, our acquisitiveness; is
gluttonous and insatiable.
The more one has, the more one craves to have. This is more evident
in those that have, than the have not.
The triumph of want over virtue is complete in the rich and mighty,
and the mightily rich. What a sad state is it to be in want - to crave,
desire, and yearn for more - when all one needs to be happy is to rid
oneself of the accumulations of life, and have more benefaction.
The burden of horde, stockpiled over a lifetime, which the rich
carry, is worse than the anxiety and strain felt by those who have not
sufficiently. To be rich is good, and is the fortune of the meritorious.
It is a blessing, provided we know the meaning, and the reason to have
been so favoured and blessed. If not, it will be akin to pearls cast
unto swine.
We see the rich, and assume that all is well with them. I know of
many such individuals, who cannot get a good night's sleep without the
inducement of external assistance; who cannot eat the choicest foods of
their choice.
How sad it is to have all what one desires; and yet, not have the
balm of sweet sleep, nor eat to the taste of ones tongue's desires.
A wonderful thing happens when you give up on greed, which is that
you realise you never needed it in the first place. You realise that
giving up on greed does not kill you, nor does it make you less
effective.
When you appreciate the degree of agency you actually do have, you no
longer need to be greedy. In fact, giving up on greed, makes you more
effective, because you ceased relying on something that ruins you as a
humane being - you stopped craving and the problems it creates. Charity
is necessary in every condition. You will find, as you look back on your
life, that the moments that stand out are the moments when you have done
things for others.
We need not do great things, but even small things done with much
love would do. The miseries of riches, poverty, sickness, and captivity,
would be insupportable without this comfort afforded by charity.
The purpose of life is not only to be happy, but also to matter; to
be able to make others happy as well; to be productive, to be useful, to
have it make some difference, that you have lived at all. Live simply
that others might simply live. Not everything that is more difficult is
more meritorious.
The term 'merit', in the English language, constitutes a desirable
trait or ability belonging to a person, or sometimes, an object.
However, in Buddhist and Hindu religion, 'Merit' is a concept.
It is that which accumulates, as a result of: good deeds, acts, or
thoughts; and that carries over to later in life or to a person's next
life.
Liberation
Such merit contributes to a person's growth towards liberation.
Giving; a life of virtue and mental calm; a mind of goodwill; are the
three bases of 'merit' identified in the Pali canon.
In Catholic theology, a supernatural merit can only be a salutary act
which God in consequence of his infallible promise may give a reward.
What ever be the religious perception of 'merit', being kind to all
beings is more meritorious than the all and sundry acts of religious
worship, and the giving of charity.
No act of kindness, no matter how small, is every wasted. Life is
short. Therefore, be swift to love and make haste to be kind. Goodness
is the only investment that never fails. Wise men know this truth: 'the
only way to help yourself is to help others'.
Rejoiced
There is an old Indian saying: "When you were born you cried and the
world rejoiced. Live your life in such a manner that when you die, the
world cries and you rejoice."
Let me end with a quote from Ralph Waldo Emerson: "To laugh often and
much, to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of
children, to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the
betrayal of false friends, to appreciate beauty, to find the best in
others, to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a
garden patch, or a redeemed social condition, to know even one life has
breathed easier because you have lived, THIS is to have succeeded."
See you this day next week. Until then, keep thinking; keep laughing.
Life is mostly about these two activities.
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