Bhagavad Gita 11.33
tasmāt tvam uttiṣṭha yaśo labhasva
jitvā śatrūn bhuṅkṣva rājyaṁ samṛddham
mayaivaite nihatāḥ pūrvam eva
nimitta-mātraṁ bhava savya-sācin
Therefore arise; gain glory and victory.
Conquer foes; enjoy royal prosperity.
By me they are already slain; this war, already won,
Just be my instrument, o mighty-armed one.
My dear Lord, it is my conditioned tendency to look at everything in self-centered terms, with my driving question being, “What is in it for me?” This mindset infects even my relationship with you; I keep dwelling on what you are doing for me.
O infallible Lord, this expectation-centered mindset becomes infected to an epidemic magnitude whenever I come across any promise of yours. I start agonizing over the question of why this promise has not been fulfilled, when it will be fulfilled—if at all—and whether it is even true. I end up paralyzing myself with doubt or even poisoning my devotion with cynicism.
Help me, O supremely loving and lovable Lord, to see your promise as a proclamation of your love and as an invitation for me to reciprocate by expressing my love. Let me express my love for you by dwelling on your purpose for me and by deepening my determination to stick to that purpose through all of life’s inevitable dualities.
O supreme friend, just as Arjuna fought the war diligently without worrying when your divine arrangement to destroy his enemies would manifest, empower me to follow in his footsteps. Let me work on doing my part, not worry about when you will do your part.
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11.33 Therefore get up. Prepare to fight and win glory. Conquer your enemies and enjoy a flourishing kingdom. They are already put to death by My arrangement, and you, O Savyasācī, can be but an instrument in the fight.
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