Month: January 2016

PREVENT PRIDE – ERASE EGOISM

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PREVENT PRIDE – ERASE EGOISM

 

Pride or egoism won’t help you.” – Sri Sai Satcharitra, Ch. II.

 

A woman traveled from Philadelphia to New York by train every day.

One day, she was a little late arriving at the station, and managed to board the train just in time.

She found herself in a compartment that seemed virtually empty. Seated in front of her was a heavy-set gentleman – there were just two of them in the compartment.

The man lit a cigar and began to puff.

The woman was annoyed. She hated tobacco smoke; it made her cough. Wishing to show her displeasure, she began to clear her throat and groan loudly. She thought this might make the man put away his cigar. The man continued to puff away at his cigar, lighting a fresh one when the first one was over.

The woman was incensed. She marched up to the face of the stranger and said to him, “Probably you are not aware of it, but there is a smoking car up ahead. Why don’t you go in there if you wish to smoke? You cannot smoke in any compartment you occupy: it’s an inconvenience to other passenger!”

The man cast a questioning glance at her. Then wordlessly, he stubbed his cigar out, and started to read. A little while later, a conductor entered the compartment. He was startled to see the woman.

“You are not supposed to be seated here, madam,” he whispered to her. “This is General Grant’s private carriage.”

With great respect, he pointed to the heavy-set man who sat in front of her. The lady got up and made a hasty exit. The General did not even glance at her as she left, for he did not wish to embarrass her.

 

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Meher Baba on Saibaba

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Meher Baba on Saibaba

 

Shirdi was not a big or famous town then. The entire village turned out to welcome the visitors, little knowing what a distinguished guest they had among them. As the wedding procession passed by the Khandoba Temple, a Hindu priest named Bhagat Malsapati caught sight of the young fakir and called out for the first time the words, “Hah Sai, hah!” – “Welcome, Lord, welcome!” From that day on, the young fakir of only sixteen whose name no one really knows, came to be known as Sai.

The young fakir did not remain in Shirdi long, however, and began his wandering from place to place in Maharashtra, begging along the way. Finally, he wandered among the hills surrounding the ancient Ellora caves at Aurangabad, where he entered a small cave atop a hill in Khuldabad.

At the bottom of this hill is the tomb of the Sufi Qutub Zarzari Bakhsh. This Qutub’s tomb has been a favorite spot of Mohammedan pilgrims in the area for over seven hundred years. Zarzari Bakhsh was the Master of Sai in a previous lifetime as a Sufi. Sai, inwardly drawn to be near his former Master, entered a cave overlooking the tomb. Sai became God-Realized during this period and stayed in this cave for several years in the state of majzoobiyat, never leaving the cave for food or water.

During these years the strong healthy physique of the young fakir turned into a living skeleton. The skeleton, however, had infinite light – as if Sai’s flesh and bones had been transformed into light! But this emaciated fakir had lost his gross consciousness. He now had the body of a mature man, but he was a man who had no bodily consciousness! He had become a God – Realized majzoob. Sai was fully conscious of himself as God – “Anal Haq” – but for over four years was completely oblivious of his own human body and the world around him. Yes it was necessary for Sai to leave that cave; he needed to regain his gross awareness to be able to fulfill his destiny – to wipe away the tear of our Age – to bring the Ancient One into form.

When Sai finally left the cave, he was emaciated – a living skeleton. Inwardly drawn by the power of another Perfect Master, he wandered east to meet the Swami of Akalkot, and by this Hindu Sadguru’s grace Sai regained normal human consciousness. In this village of Akalkot, in the mountainous range of Ajanta, the fakir had now become Sai – a Lord of the universe – a living Perfect Master – and his divine work on earth began. He was twenty years old.

Sai wandered back to Shirdi in 1858 and there he stayed, making this humble village his permanent headquarters. At first, it seemed as if a new fakir had made his residence in Shirdi; he kept aloof from the villagers, spending his nights under a neem tree in all seasons. His bodily needs were minimal; whatever food or tobacco he wanted he begged for. The fakir preferred to be alone and he made this known to anyone who invaded his solitude. It appeared he disliked the villagers.

After living for some months under the neem tree, Sai moved into a small tin shed which served as the local mosque in this poor village. Sai renamed the mosque “Dwarakamai Masjid” – the mosque of the Mother of Mercy. Here two men began – once in a glorious state he declared his divine state:

 

“I am the Attributeless One – the Absolute!

The universe is my abode.

Brahma is my father

and Maya is my mother.

By their interlocking, I got this body.

Those who think I reside at Shirdi

Do not know the real Sai,

For I am formless and everywhere!”

 

At another time, Saibaba declared his divinity;

“I am God. I am Mahalaxmi,

I am Vithoba…

Ganesha …

Dattatrey …

I am Narayan

Why do you go to the Ganges River in Benares?

Hold your palm at my feet –

Here flows the Ganges!”

 

http://www.lordmeher.org/index.jsp?pageBase=page.jsp@nextPage=75

 

Why do you have to lie for such an insignificant thing?

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Why do you have to lie for such an insignificant thing?

 

Shirdi was a humble, poverty stricken village. There were very few shops in the village. Those few were mostly the grocers. Sai Baba would daily beg oil from the shopkeepers to light the lamps at the Masjid. In the same manner he would light lamps in the temples too. He used to conduct the festivals of lighting lamps at these places of worship. The shopkeepers were irritable at his begging for oil every day from them.

One day they all got together and discussed the matter. “From where can we give this man free oil every day?” They decided not to give him any more oil. When Baba went to beg for oil, he got the same answer everywhere. “There is no stock, we are out of oil” Baba was surprised, “Why do you have to lie for such an insignificant thing?” said he and went back to his Masjid. It is because of deceit and untruthfulness that people are submerging in the ocean of sorrows and becoming estranged from God. They are being entangled in karma of their own creation and are falling from the right path. The foremost sin is untruthfulness. God’s grace is never upon those who tell lies. He is the slave of those who are ever truthful and honest. The sadhanas of japa or penance are nothing when compared to the sadhana of being honest and truthful. Truth is the basis and foundation of all dharma. Truth is the easy way for moksha. Truth is eternal bliss. Never forget truth and ever abide by it.

Sri Sainatha had thus returned to the Masjid without speaking harshly to the merchants who he knew were telling lies. He then did a wonderful thing. He placed the earthen lamps all around the Masjid and placed wicks in them. The whole village had come to know by now and had gathered at the Masjid to watch the fun. They talked amongst themselves. “How can lamps be lit without oil? This Sai seems to be very insane. Does the lifeless seed ever sprout? Does the barren woman ever give birth to a child and fill the household with joy?

Do the wise ever believe these to be possible? This mad man is trying to light lamps without oil. He is indeed without doubt the king amongst mad men and emperor of the insane” The villagers started to heckle Baba thus. Baba took the tin, which had a little oil remaining at its bottom, and went back in to the Masjid. Nanasahab Dengale saw the people making fun of Baba and insulting him. He said, “You people are blind. Do not heckle him and make fun of him in your ignorance. Only the God knows the extent of his power. Do we mistakenly discard in haste the jewel, which has fallen down amongst the rocks? Do not judge him in a hurry. Let us wait a while and see what this fakir will do. Why should we be in such a haste to condemn him?”

All were seated silently in the Masjid. Baba had sufficient oil to light only one lamp in his tin. Baba poured a little water, approximately half the volume of oil, into the tin of oil and closed his eyes in meditation. He took a little of the mixture of oil and water into his mouth and spat it back into the tin after gargling. He poured the mixture in to all the lamps. Incredibly there was sufficient oil for all the lamps now. He lit the lamps and they burned brightly throughout the night. Dengale was wonderstruck at this example of Baba’s divine power. He reverently saluted his feet. The people were all stunned by this wonderful miracle of Baba. They exclaimed, “How wonderful is this Baba’s leela? Baba is none but God.” They all knelt in front of Baba. “Baba, we have committed a great sin by making fun of you. We are all your children. You are our real mother. Please do not be angry with us. Sai Maharaj, Oh! Mountain of compassion, please excuse our mistakes. You are verily the ocean of mercy; you are the effulgent sun shining in the sky of right knowledge. You are the vast sea containing all the good qualities. You are verily the mountain of peace.”

They all prayed to Baba not to be angry with them and to protect them. Baba spoke thus, “Hear and heed my words, Oh people. Behave always in the manner pleasing to the almighty. Never tell lies. If you stick to the truth, God will be pleased and stick with you. Do not cause any hardship to anyone. Give to the poor in charity as much as you can. You will gain merit by such charity and good will happen to you. By such conduct God will be pleased with you and give you his Divine vision at the end. This is the truth. Embed these words of mine in your hearts and follow them always.” The people of Shirdi listened very happily to the teaching of Sri Sai Baba and went back to their homes contentedly.

 

(SRI SAI GURUCHARITRA – by devotee Ganpatrao Dattatreya Sahasra-buddhe better known as Das Ganu Maharaj)

 

WEIGHT OF PRAYER

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WEIGHT OF PRAYER

 

He alone knows the knack of getting things done, as He likes.” _ Sri Sai Satcharitra, Ch. III.

 

Louise Redden, a poorly dressed lady with a look of defeat on her face, walked into a grocery store. She approached the owner of the store in a most humble manner and asked if he would let her charge a few groceries. She softly explained that her husband was very ill and unable to work, they had seven children and they needed food.

John Longhouse, the grocer, scoffed at her a requested that she leave his store.

Visualizing the family needs, she said: “Please, sir! I will bring you the money just as soon as I can.”

John told her he could not give her credit, as she did not have a charge account at his store.

Standing beside the counter was a customer who overheard the conversation between the two. The customer walked forward and told the grocer-man that he would stand good for whatever she needed for her family.

The grocer-man said in a very reluctant voice, “Do you have a grocery list?”

Louise replied, “Yes sir!”

“O.K.” he said, “Put your grocery list on the scales and whatever your grocery list weighs, I will give you that amount in groceries.”

Louise, hesitated a moment with a bowed head, then she reached into her purse and took out a piece of paper and scribbled something on it. She then laid the piece of paper on the scale carefully with her head still bowed.

The eyes of the grocer-man and the customer showed amazement when the scales went down and stayed down. The grocer-man, staring at the scales, turned slowly to the customer and said begrudgingly, “I can’t believe it.”

The customer smiled and the grocer-man started putting the groceries on the other side of the scales. The scale did not balance so he continued to put more and more groceries on them until the scales would hold no more. The grocer-man stood there in utter disgust.

Finally, he grabbed the piece of paper from the scales and looked at it with greater amazement. It was not a grocery list, it was a prayer, which said: “Dear Lord, you know my needs and I am leaving this in your hands.” The grocer-man gave her the groceries that he had gathered and placed on the scales and stood in stunned silence. Louise thanked him and left the store.

The customer handed a fifty-dollar bill to John as he said, “It was worth every penny of it.”

It was sometime later that John Longhouse discovered the scales were broken, therefore only God knows how much a prayer weighs.

 

Let the exam dates pass away, you don’t worry, you stay in Shirdi calmly

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Let the exam dates pass away, you don’t worry, you stay in Shirdi calmly

 

In an earlier post it was narrated that Kakasaheb lived in Shirdi leaving behind his family and children in Vile Parle in Mumbai. Kakasaheb was engrossed in Baba’s company the whole day.

The only aim of Kakasaheb’s life was to serve Baba whole heartedly and thus proceed to the path of Sadgati.

Kakasaheb’s son Ramkrishna was not well in Mumbai. A letter informing this was sent to Kakasaheb in Shirdi. Kakasaheb wished to go to Mumbai, but Baba said, “What’s the use of going to Mumbai? Instead call your son to Shirdi.”

Kakasaheb sent a letter to Mumbai to bring his son to Shirdi as per Baba’s orders. Kakasaheb’s brother Rajaram Dixit was present in Mumbai after hearing about his nephew’s illness. He opposed saying, “Why should this poor boy be taken to Shirdi?” But Kakasaheb’s wife had strong faith in Baba’s words and she was determined to go to Shirdi with her son.

They hired a tonga from Kopergaon. As soon as the tonga reached near Nanduram’s shop, the boy jumped from the tonga with fullest energy. The fever had vanished and he was hale and hearty as before. What is the power of Shirdi’s soil!! He had grown much weaker due to his illness, but he regained energy as soon as he breathed in Shirdi and his feet touched the soil of Shirdi. All sorts of medicines (allopathy and homeopathy) were given to the boy, but he was cured by a special type of medicine ‘Namopathy’. As per Kakasaheb Dixit, ‘Namopathy’ was the best medicine to cure any disease. Namopathy means remembering Baba’s name with complete faith. Such was Kakasaheb’s devotion and faith towards Baba.

Ramakrishna and his mother passed twenty days in Shirdi serving Baba in their own way. Meanwhile a letter addressed to Kakasaheb was received from Mumbai. It was advised to Ramakrishna to immediately return to Mumbai as his exams were starting from November 3, 1913.

Kakasaheb went to Baba with the letter. Baba said, “There is no need to go to Mumbai”. Kakasaheb was a very learned and intelligent person, still he never argued in front of Baba. Kakasaheb followed the practice of following the words of Baba, considering it as ‘Brahma Vakya’ meaning words of Lord Brahma.

But it was the question of his son’s future. Once exam dates are announced there was no possibility of its changing. Thus Kakasaheb’s devotion also started doubting at such words of Baba. At last, Kakasaheb came to the decision to behold Baba’s words with complete faith and left the responsibility of his son’s future on Baba’s shoulders.

The date of examination i.e. November 3 passed away. Again a letter from Mumbai was directed to Shirdi. The exam was postponed as plague epidemic had spread and so exams were starting from November 6. Hence it was advised to Ramakrishna to reach Mumbai before exam date.

Now only one day was remaining for the exam, so Kakasaheb went to Baba to take permission to leave. Baba answered, “Let the exam date pass away. You don’t worry, you stay in Shirdi calmly. Allah is Malik, He will take care”.

Baba was fully aware of the happenings in Mumbai. To save Ramakrishna and his mother from the epidemic, He did not allow them to leave Shirdi. Again a letter from Mumbai was sent to Kakasaheb informing the final dates of exam i.e. November 13. This time Baba allowed them to go to Mumbai. Due to illness and stay in Shirdi, Ramakrishna was not well prepared for exams, but he passed with outstanding marks by Baba’s grace.

 

Baba cured the diseases through Shri Purushottam Biharilal Vyas

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Baba cured the diseases through Shri Purushottam Biharilal Vyas, Kandwa NP.

 

When Shri Seetharam (Kakaeaheb) Dixit came to Kandwa, he met Purushottam Biharilal Vyas. He worked in all the Sansthans. He heard through him about Baba. But he was not able to go to Shirdi. When he was in Bhuj, he came to Kandwa to see his bedridden son. At that time, in his dream he got a vision that a man was on a horse and the man told him “that a Government order had come to you to go to Shirdi” during Guru Poornima and enjoy the festival. After Guru Poornima he retured to his house during night. Baba in the dream of his daughter ordered her to open the gate as her father was coming.

When he was in Bhuj a brahmin child in the neighbour’s house was very danger and his mother was weeping for him. Baba ordered him to tie a talisman and he gone to his neighbour’s house and with their consent tied a talisman on the neck of the child. After this incident the child completely cured in 3 days. Like this he tied talisman in Baba’s name for several cases. Baba cured all the cases. Apart from this, his brother-in-law’s calves used to die after delivery and that the cow gave no milk. He tied a talisman to the cow and the cow yielded a calf and began to give plenty of milk and the calf also survived. When he was in Kandwa, he used to worship Baba’s photo in the upper floor of his house. Madhava Rao (Shama) came to his place at that time. He slept in the ground central hall in day time. In his dream, Baba was going upstairs. Shama asked Baba, “Deva, where are you going ?” Baba replied “Don’t you know ? I am here in the upstair” Then Shama understood that Baba’s photo was in the upstairs.

 

Surrender Shri Sat Completely I Stupendous Delectation and Deliverance be there II

 

(Ambrosia in Shirdi – Stories after Baba’s Mahasamadhi on 15-10-1918 – Written by Ramalinga Swamy, Ambrosia-28)

 

Why did Baba demand dakshina?

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Why did Baba demand dakshina?

 

The most significant meaning for dakshina was to rid the devotee of ego, and instill non-attachment to the transient things. Baba had a unique method of tak­ing dakshina. Usually, He asked only for that amount that the devotee had wished to offer. At other times, He would keep on asking the devotee till his pockets were empty. There was a lesson behind this. He then asked the devotee to borrow it (instilling humility). Sometimes it was to instill faith, for another devotee would give that same amount unknowingly. Time and again the devotee left Shirdi penniless and Baba ap­peared on the way in some disguise and took care of everything.

The most striking feature was the significance of the number.

1) Re. I/-. The number one stood for jeeva or even Brahma.

2) Rs.2/- for nishta, faith and saburi (Sathe and Radhabai Deshmukh. Sai Satcharitra Ch.18 & 19)

3) Rs.4/- often indicated the ego complex, i.e., Manas, Buddhi, Chitta and Ahankar and the need to surrender it at the feet of the Guru.

4) Rs.5/- symbolized the senses, i.e. the Indriyas (The Marwari and quick Brahma Cyan. Sai Satcharitra 16 & 17).

5) Rs.6/- refers to the six internal enemies (Mrs. Tarkhad. Ref: Devotees’ experience)

6) Rs.9/- refers to Nav Vidya Bhakti of the Bhakti Marga (Laxmibai and Anantrao Pathankar and the parable of the mare, Sai Satcharitra Ch. 42 and 21 respectively.)

7) Rs.15/-. Giving Dakshina here means deriving les­sons from the scriptures and lodging them in the heart where Baba resides. (Prof. Narke. Ref: Devo­tees’ experience)

8) Rs.16.50/-. Sharanagati (total and complete surren­der to Baba).

Some times the amount was large; implying a pay raise or bonus and the exact amount was demanded by Baba.

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Leela- 30 in Ambrosia in Shirdi – Part-I

(Baba’s Leelas before 1918)

 

Prior Warning of Passing Away

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Prior Warning of Passing Away

 

 

Baba’s warning to G P Bendre who was to lose his eldest son suddenly in four days.

Baba: Go and ask Buty for Rs. 10 Dakshina.

Bendre goes to Buty and sees that Buty is calmly proceeding to bury his clerk just dead.

Baba to G P Bendre: A very grievous thing has happened. Be not afraid. Be courageous. Do not throw up your limbs.

(Thus prepared, Bendre did not feel the shock so much at the loss of his son two days later).

 

 

Source: Baba’s Charters and Sayings, # 320

 

GURUVAAR PRARTHNA

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Guruvaar Prarthna

 

Our Beloved Sadguru Sainath, please accept our humble prayers on this Holy Day of Guruvaar. Baba, we are very fortunate by calling ourselves as Sai children as all children are unique with mind purity, unconditional love, no diversion of mind and simply following parents, no enmity, no worries for future, making selfless friendship, flawless radiance on face, smile with magnetic love attracting near and dear , in short, the lovely little ones total dependence on parents eliminates all their worries and confirm safe shelter. Being Your children, please bless all qualities of a child as we totally depending on You, always looking for You for our nourishment and growth and we wish to be Your children for now and always. On this holy day we start our prayers by reading your divine guidance in Shri Sai Samartha Satcharitra.

On one occasion Tatyasaheb Noolkar’s friend, by the name of Dr. Pandit came to Shirdi only once to take Sai Baba’s darshan.

No sooner than he arrived at Shirdi, he went first to the Masjid and after doing obeisance to Baba, sat quietly for a moment.

Baba then said to him: “Go to Dada Bhat’s. Go, go this way ”, showing the way with the fingers of his hand.

Pandit went to Dada’s. Dada gave him a suitable welcome. Then when Dada set out for Baba’s worship, he asked him if he would come along.

Pandit accompanied Dada. Dada worshipped Baba. Till then no one had dared apply fragrant paste (gandh) “ tilak” (circular, auspicious mark on the forehead) to Baba.

Whosoever may be the devotee, he would not allow him to apply the fragrant paste to his forehead. Only Mhalsapati smeared it on his throat; others applied it to his feet.

But this Pandit was simple and full of devotion. He took away Dada’s “puja thali”, and holding Sree Sai’s head, he annointed him with the three fingered parallel lines; (tripundra).

Seeing his daring, Dada’s heart began to beat hard. He thought that Baba would be enraged. What a rash act this was!

Thus the impossible had happened! Baba did not utter a word. On the contrary he seemed quite pleased and did not get angry with him at all.

So be it. He let that moment pass. But Dada felt a disquietude. Then, that same day’s end he asked Baba about it.

“ When we try to apply a small tilak of paste to your forehead, you do not allow us to touch your forehead – but what happened this morning?

You dislike our tilak. Yet Pandit’stripundara was found favourable! Why this unusual behaviour? There seems to be some inconsistency” .

Then very lovingly Sai smiled and spoke to Dada. Listen to that sweet remark with devotion, all of you.

“ Dada, his Guru is a Brahmin. I am by caste a Mussalman. But believing me to be his Guru, he did Guru puja.

I am a great, pious Brahmin. He is an unholy Yavan (Muslim). How should he be worshipped? He had no such doubts.

This is how he ensnared me. There I had no alternative. There was no room to raise any objection. He overwhelmed me”.

Though such a reply was heard, Dada took it lightly. But the essence was realised when Dada returned (home).

This inconsistency of Baba greatly hurt Dada. But, while talking to Pandit, his doubts were immediately clarified.

Pandit was enjoined to the feet of Raghunath, a sage from Dhopeshwar, well known as ‘Kaka Puranik’. The deep relationship was that of a disciple.

He invoked Kaka. He experienced such a feeling (that Baba was one with Kaka). As per one’s faith, devotion is rewarded.

So be it. He would get all the rituals done if only he so desired. Otherwise he would throw away the ‘puja thalis’ and he would become ‘Narasimhan’ incarnate (display wrath).

When he displayed this nature, who would be so courageous as to withstand it? Everyone would run for their lives when he was furious.

Suddenly, at times, he is furious and full of fire and brimstone, with his devotees; sometimes, he is softer than wax – the image of peace and forgiveness.

At times, he resembles an erupted volcano (fire at the time of destruction), and would keep the devotees at the razor’s edge (hold them in mortal fear); at times he is softer than butter, and shines with bliss.

Even if he trembles with rage and rolls his eyes, round and round, but within his heart there is a spring of kindness like a mother’s towards her child.

Within a moment when he resumes his normal behaviour (after his anger subsides) he would call his devotees by name and say: “When I get angry with anyone, I am not aware of it.

If a mother kicks her child, or the ocean rolls back the water of the rivers, then only would I scornfully neglect you and would harm you.

I am under my devotees’ obligations. I am always beside them (standing close). I am always hungry for love. I am at their beck and call ”.

 

I bow down to Sree Ganesh

I bow down to Sree Saraswati

I bow down to the Guru

I bow down to the Family Deity

I bow down to Sree Sita-Ramachandra

I bow down to Sree Sadguru Sainath.

Sarveshaam Svaastir Bhavatu

Sarveshaam Shaantir Bhavatu

Sarveshaam Poornam Bhavatu

Sarveshaam Mangalam Bhavatu

Om Shanti, Shanti, Shanteeh

 

 

-(from Shri Sai Samartha Satchrita, Chapter 11, Ovi 49 – 76)

 

LET’S LUBRICATE OUR RELATIONSHIPS

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LET’S LUBRICATE OUR RELATIONSHIPS

Baba said, “People meet as destiny decides. We come together because of good fortune. We should, therefore nurture affection for each other and enjoy happiness and serenity” in Shri Sai Samarth Satcharitra, Ch. 19, Verse 150.

There was an old man who could not do any productive work, but who carried a little can of oil with him, wherever he went. If he passed by a gate or a door which squeaked, he poured a little oil on the hinge. He moved on, from place to place, lubricating all the hard joints and making it easier for those who came after him.

People called him cranky, but he was not perturbed. He went on filling his oil can as soon as it was empty. He kept on lubricating the hinges that squeaked.

He has left a lesson for us. There are a number of lives that squeak and creak, for they have not known the love of God. Let us lubricate them with the oil of love and peace and joy. Let us soften them with the grease of gladness and gentleness and helpfulness.

As you begin the day, look out for someone who needs a touch of gentleness, a word of cheer, a message of courage. Lubricate the lives of those around you with the oil of loving kindness. Flash a sunny smile to a dejected soul; it may make all the difference to him.