Praying (and doing nothing else)

May 20, 2016

I grew up in a religious family.
Thankfully, with a mother who was open-minded, not too orthodox, and highly educated.

One thing I never understood is why people who pray a lot, and strictly adhere to religious ideology seem to get nowhere.

I have aunts and uncles in India who don’t eat meat, don’t touch butter, go to temple every week, light candles every night, and pray nonstop. Yet, they have poor health, poor income, poor education, poor everything.

In my time in India, I was around many hindus, christians, and muslims. Neighbors, friends, classmates. Our state was a cultural melting pot.

The same pattern emerged here in the States. The more orthodox, the less health and happiness.

Why?

I was skimming Ask Your Guides by Sonia Choquette.
A book about following your intuition and getting support from the nonphysical realm. Think angels, guides, helpers, higher self, divinity, etc.

There’s a story in there that explains this phenomenon.

A very religious man was once caught in rising floodwaters. He climbed onto the roof of his house and trusted God to rescue him. A neighbour came by in a canoe and said, “The waters will soon be above your house. Hop in and we’ll paddle to safety.”

“No thanks” replied the religious man. “I’ve prayed to God and I’m sure he will save me.”

A short time later the police came by in a boat. “The waters will soon be above your house. Hop in and we’ll take you to safety.”

“No thanks” replied the religious man. “I’ve prayed to God and I’m sure he will save me.”

A little time later a rescue services helicopter hovered overhead, let down a rope ladder and said. “The waters will soon be above your house. Climb the ladder and we’ll fly you to safety.”

“No thanks” replied the religious man. “I’ve prayed to God and I’m sure he will save me.”

All this time the floodwaters continued to rise, until soon they reached above the roof and the religious man drowned. When he arrived at heaven he demanded an audience with God. Ushered into God’s throne room he said, “Lord, why am I here in heaven? I prayed for you to save me, I trusted you to save me from that flood.”

“Yes you did my child” replied the Lord. “And I sent you a canoe, a boat and a helicopter. But you never got in.”

Resources:
I Sent You a Rowboat
Ask Your Guides – Sonia Choquette