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The Thirst for Publicity

Many years ago there lived a man who was able to love and forgive everyone he met. Because of this, one day God sent an angel to talk to him.

“God asked me to talk to tell you that He wants to reward you for your goodness,” said the angel. “Any favour that you desire will be granted. Would you like to have the gift of healing.”

“By no means,” answered the man, “I prefer that God himself choose those to be cured.”

“What about bringing sinners to the path of righteousness?”

“That is the task of angels like you. I don’t want to be venerated by anyone, and serve as an example all my life.”

“I can’t go back to heaven without granting you a favour. If you don’t pick one, I will be obliged to impose one. Those are my orders. You will be obliged to accept one.”

The man reflected for a while before opening his mouth. “If that be the case,” said he, “then I want good to be done through me, but without anyone, not even myself, noticing it, so that I don’t commit the sin of vanity.”

“If that is the way you want it, so be it,” said the angel. And the angel attached the power of miracles to the shadow of the man, whenever it was behind him. In that way wherever he went, the sick were cured, the earth became fertile, and the unhappy regained joy, whenever his shadow fell on them.

The man lived for many years spreading healing and blessings everywhere, without ever realizing it.

Comment: “Let not your left hand know what your right hand is doing,” said Christ. In contrast, the subtle and not so subtle ways we seek publicity for our good works, sometimes give the impression that except for that we would not be doing them at all. We always have the excuse, “so that more become possible.”

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By Admin on 20-07-2017

Forgive the Aggressor

One afternoon the, usually peaceful, monastery of Sceta found one monk offending another. Abbot Sisois advised the offended monk to forgive the aggressor.

“No way,” insisted the monk. “He did it on purpose, and he has to pay.”

At once Abbot Sisois raised up his hands and began to pray aloud, “My Jesus, we no longer need you. Now we are capable of making our aggressors pay for their offences. Now we can take vengeance in to our hands and look after good and evil. So you can leave us.”

Ashamed of his own behaviour, the monk pardoned his offending brother.

 

It is very noble to forgive those who offend us. To go a step further and to love them is sublime. The hard part is that it requires a noble soul. Of all the people, I should know how hard it is to have one.

 

By Admin on 18-07-2017

The Funeral Driver

A passenger in a taxi leaned over to ask the driver a question. He gently tapped him on the shoulder to get his attention. The driver screamed, lost control of the cab, nearly slipped off the road and stopped just inches from falling into a pit aside. For a few moments everything was silent in the cab.

Then, the still shaking driver said, “Are you OK?  I’m so sorry, but you scared the daylights out of me.”
The badly shaken passenger apologized to the driver and said he didn’t realize that a mere tap on the shoulder would startle the driver so badly.

The driver replied,

“No, no, I’m the one who is sorry; it’s entirely my fault. Today is my very first day driving a cab.

I’ve been driving a hearse (vehicles used for carrying the dead bodies for funeral) for the past 25 years.”

Only very few moments in our life is spent in the experience of the present. Not only our thinking but also our doing are conditioned – fully conditioned.

By Admin on 24-06-2017

The Frogs

A farmer came into town and asked the owner of a restaurant if he could use a million frog legs. The restaurant owner was shocked and asked the man where he
could get so many frog legs! The farmer replied, ‘There is a pond near my house that is full of frogs – millions of them. They all croak all night long and they are about to make me crazy!’ So the restaurant owner and the farmer made an agreement that the farmer would deliver frogs to the restaurant, five hundred at a time for the next several weeks.

The first week, the farmer returned to the restaurant looking rather sheepish, with
two scrawny little frogs. The restaurant owner said, ‘Well…. where are all
the frogs?’ The farmer said, ‘I was mistaken. There were only these two frogs
in the pond. But they sure were making a lot of noise!’Next time you hear somebody criticizing or making
fun of you, remember, it’s probably just a couple of noisy frogs. Also remember
that problems always seem bigger in the dark which seem almost overwhelming
like a million frogs croaking?

By Admin on 13-06-2017

Where are all the sermons gone?

A Church goer once wrote a letter to the editor of a newspaper and complained that it made no sense to go to church every Sunday. “I've gone for 30 years now,” he wrote, “and in that time I have heard something like 3,000 sermons. But for the life of me, I can't remember a single one of them. So, I think I'm wasting my time and the pastors are wasting theirs by giving sermons at all.”This started a real controversy in the “Letters to the Editor” column, much to the delight of the editor. It went on for weeks until someone wrote this clincher:”I've been married for 30 years now. In that time my wife has cooked some 32,000 meals. But, for the life of me, I cannot recall the entire menu for a single one of those meals. But I do know this. They all nourished me and gave me the strength I needed to do my work. If my wife had not given me these meals, I would be physically dead today. Likewise, if I had not gone to church for nourishment, I would be spiritually dead today!” It is true that we can not remember all what we have heard, all the lessons we have learned, all the experiences – sweet as well as bitter – that we have had, but they all have had their share in the making of what we are today.

By Admin on 09-06-2017

To Calm a Disturbed Mind

Once Buddha was walking from one town to another town with a few of his followers. This was in the initial days. While they were traveling, they happened to pass a lake. They stopped there and Buddha told one of his disciples, “I am thirsty. Please get me some water from that lake there.”The disciple walked up to the lake. When he reached it, he noticed that right at that moment, a bullock cart started crossing through the lake. As a result, the water became very muddy, very turbid. The disciple thought, “How can I give this muddy water to Buddha to drink!”So he came back and told Buddha, “The water in there is very muddy. I don't think it is fit to drink.” After about half an hour, again Buddha asked the same disciple to go back to the lake and get him some water to drink. The disciple obediently went back to the lake. This time too he found that the lake was muddy. He returned and informed Buddha about the same. After sometime, again Buddha asked the same disciple to go back. The disciple reached the lake to find the lake absolutely clean and clear with pure water in it. The mud had settled down and the water above it looked fit to be had. So he collected some water in a pot and brought it to Buddha.Buddha looked at the water, and then he looked up at the disciple and said, “See what you did to make the water clean. You let it be…. and the mud settled down on its own – and you got clear water. Your mind is also like that! When it is disturbed, just let it be. Give it a little time. It will settle down on its own. You don't have to put in any effort to calm it down. It will happen. It is effortless.
Don’t act or react when your mind is agitated. Give it some time to settle down before you do anything about the matter; and you will have no regrets later.

By Admin on 01-06-2017

Indispensable

A disciple very much wanted to renounce the world but he claimed that his family loved him too much to let him go. “Love?” said his guru. “That isn’t love at all. Listen…” And he revealed a yogic secret to the disciple whereby he could simulate the state of death. The next day the man was dead to all outward appearances and the house rang with the cries and wailing of his family.  The guru then showed up and told the weeping family that he had the power to bring the man back to life if someone could be found to die in his place. Any volunteers?  To the “corpse’s” astonishment every member of the family began to bring forth reasons why it was necessary to keep their own lives. His wife summed up the sentiments of all with the words, “There’s really no need for anyone to take his place. We can manage without him.”  No one is indispensable.

By Admin on 23-05-2017

Fair is fair

This story is told about Kruger, the great South African statesman, who lived at the beginning of this century. He was called upon to settle a dispute between two brothers. The dispute involved the equal division of land between the two. The land contained mines, lakes, rivers and beautiful scenery, and Kruger knew that no matter how he divided it, he is bound to run afoul of at least one of the brothers.
He pondered the problem at great length, and then he came up with the solution. He called the two brothers together and he gave one of them the task of dividing the land in two. When he had finished, Kruger gave the other brother his choice as to which half he wanted.
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By Admin on 20-05-2017

The Sign of Love

A man owned a wonderful magic opal ring. The person wearing it became so good that the person was loved and respected by everyone. The man had three sons. Before he died he gave each of the sons an opal ring. After the old man died, the three sons began to quarrel and argue among themselves about which of them had the magic ring. They went to a wise old man to settle the dispute, “My sons,” he said, “only time will show that. Your lives, how you live your lives, will show which of you has the magic ring.

By Admin on 17-05-2017

The Janitor

Bill Holbrook, the janitor at the wealthiest church in town, ordered some cleaning supplies from the hardware store. When they arrived, the driver asked Bill to sign for them.  Bill went into the pastor's office and asked the pastor to sign for them. Puzzled, the pastor told Bill to sign for them. “I can't,” said Bill.  “I can't read or write.””Well,” replied the pastor, “I'm going to have to let you go, Bill. I'm sorry but we can't have a janitor that can't read or write.”Bill started walking home, wondering how he was going to tell his wife the bad news, when he reached for his pipe and found he had run out of tobacco.  He searched the neighbourhood looking for a tobacco shop but could find none. And then he got an idea.  When he got home, he told his wife he was going to open a tobacco shop.The venture was so successful that Bill soon opened another, and then another until in ten years he was opening his one hundredth tobacco shop.  A feature writer from USA Today came to interview Bill on this great occasion.  When she had finished the interview she asked Bill if he'd like to read over her notes. “Yes, I would like to”, said Bill “but I can't read or write.” “My Gosh”, said the young lady.  “You've accomplished so much.  Just imagine what you'd be if you could read and write!” “Yes,” smiled Bill.  “I'd be the janitor in a church.” When a person is determined and enterprising, nothing can block him, not even the apparent drawbacks.

By Admin on 03-05-2017