In the headlines a little girl was shot accidentally by a classmate. It's the horror no mother wants to even think about, but it happens. So where was God? Why does God allow such things to happen?
Of course, it would not be wise to say, "It's their karma" to someone who is grieving, and when we see a cute little child or anyone for that matter, in a state of suffering, it is difficult to believe they could have deserved it. But from a distance or when such suffering is not actually going on, we may be able to reflect that perhaps it is possible that they did do something. It's only the material nature's strong power of identifying with the here and now, these present bodies as the all in all, that makes us think otherwise.
I read a story in the Srimad Bhagavatam about a King who had no son to take his throne although he had many wives. Disheartened he revealed his mind to the sage Angira. Angira gave the King's favorite wife a special preparation to eat to conceive a son, and soon afterward a son was born.
Unfortunately, the woman's co-wives became extremely jealous because the king thereafter made the mistake of doting on the boy and his mother alone. Feeling neglected, his other wives did the unthinkable- they murdered the little boy by feeding him poison.
Inconsolably heartbroken, the king and queen's piteous cries reached heaven. Angira returned alongside his famous friend Narada Muni, who then proceeded to raise the dead boy back to life. What followed was a transcendental discourse from the mouth of the child that pacified his previous life's parents, and led to the understanding that "Citraketu's son could have been his enemy in a past life and had now appeared as his son just to give him severe pain. Indeed, the untimely death of the son caused immense lamentation for the father."
Next, let's consider the science fiction movie "Men In Black". In the shooting range scene, set up to test whom to choose for an alien fighting team, character James Edwards, confronted with numerous menacing-looking alien targets (that presumably can take any shape or form at will), James Edwards finally shoots a cardboard little girl because he perceived she was not as innocent as she appeared. Here's his explanation:
Zed: May I ask why you felt little Tiffany deserved to die?
James Edwards: Well, she was the only one that actually seemed dangerous at the time, sir.
Zed: How'd you come to that conclusion?
James Edwards: Well, first I was gonna pop this guy hanging from the street light, and I realized, y'know, he's just working out. I mean, how would I feel if somebody come runnin' in the gym and bust me...while I'm on the treadmill? Then I saw this snarling beast guy, and I noticed he had a tissue in his hand, and I'm realizing, y'know, he's not snarling, he's sneezing. Y'know, ain't no real threat there. Then I saw little Tiffany. I'm thinking, y'know, eight-year-old white girl, middle of the ghetto, bunch of monsters, this time of night with quantum physics books? She about to start some..., Zed. She's about eight years old, those books are WAY too advanced for her. If you ask me, I'd say she's up to something. And to be honest, I'd appreciate it if you eased up off my back about it.
He passed the test.
In the movie Frailty, a widower suddenly announces to his two sons that he is deputed by God to deliver justice. Although we discover over time that he truly had the mystic power to see a person's previous crimes, his eldest son naturally thinks Dad has gone crazy because the person externally appeared to be innocent or upright. And it turns out the eldest son is actually a demon.
Please excuse the mundane examples, but they got me thinking how appearances aren't always the way they seem.
During the past several months I had wondered how I came to be apart from my oldest children even though I had previously planned to be located near them always (like a good Indian mom). It dawned on me that I really don't know my children or my own past. Who are we really? Who were we in previous lifetimes, and what sort of karma do they have and that I have which now separates us and for how long?
In Krsna book chapter 5, Vasudeva said to Nanda Maharaja, "My dear friend, it is very difficult for us to live together. Although we have our family and relatives, sons and daughters, by nature’s way we are generally separated from one another. The reason for this is that every living entity appears on this earth under different pressures of fruitive activities; although they assemble together, there is no certainty of their remaining together for a long time. According to one’s fruitive activities, one has to act differently and thereby be separated. For example, many plants and creepers are floating on the waves of the ocean. Sometimes they come together, and sometimes they separate forever: one plant goes one way, and another plant goes another. Similarly, our family assembly may be very nice while we are living together, but after some time, in the course of the waves of time, we are separated."
It's when we get the bigger picture, via Krsna consciousness, the separation is bearable when we know we all have a chance, as individuals, to go back to our actual positions in the spiritual world to live eternally. Supersoul is always just a prayer away.