Stop Searching start Finding!

Dear brethren

We all have problems in life of different measures, some are like the mountains and some are like the ant hills but for every individual the problem we go through seems to be the mountain. I think it will not be conflicting if i say that we all have mountain like problems.
In search of the solution and relief we search many things, some travel to Temples, Mosque, Gurudwara (Sikh) Today's Baba (Priests) but we return home bare handed and with an unanswered prayer.

Today i would like to tell you to ponder for a while why so many people have unanswered prayers with them. Let me tell you a story narration which I encountered in the street of my hometown. As I was walking down the street all of a sudden I saw a boy who was wearing a T-Shirt in which it was written, Stop Searching, Start Finding! I pondered for a while I was like AWK what does this mean? But slowly and gradually I started finding myself  in the depth of this message!

THE REASON THAT WE DON'T FIND IS BECAUSE WE SEARCH IN SPITE OF SEARCHING IF WE HAD DONE FINDING THEN WE WOULD HAVE FOUND.

Finding involves verification, authenticity, research and moreover self determination. If we start finding we will find our mountains wiped off!
For all Nepali Viewers here is a Sermon that was recorded in the Church and we have supplemented it with some of the Relief work photos we had done in the present Earthquake in Nepal. Please take time to watch this and be blessed!

  

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