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Saturday, June 11, 2011

Granny's Return From Heaven as an Incredible Car

The book was under publication  and has finally come out in
 print in mid June 2011. Please consider buying for your 
children and also for that child in you :)



“Granny’s return from heaven as an incredible car” is a lovely tale, exquisitely Indian. Children of all countries and all ages can find information and answers to many disparate questions inside this book: from plants, to stars, etc., friendship and good behavior also thanks to the many proverbs that young grandma provides them with. “Learning with fun” is indeed the motto of this story, which blends together feelings, miracles, teachings and a touch of mystery…
            Book review by Matteo Micci, an Italian author and poet of children’s books
The book is available at the following webstores :-






Friday, May 20, 2011

Meaning of Happiness?

 


Happiness means different things to different people. 

1.For a new born baby, happiness may be a warm hug from his mother.

2.For an employee, a few words of appreciation from the boss. 

3.A wonderful performance makes a sportsman happy. 4.

4.For an expatriate, it’s the voice of the loved ones from his native 

land. 

5.For true lovers meeting each other after a long time. 


6.A smile from a passerby could also make us happy. 

7.For a student 

History Teacher : From where to where did the mughals rule ? 

Student : sir, I am not sure but think from page 15 to 26 sir.... 

8.For the parents to educate their children and settle them well. 

9.They are later on cared for as they have cared for their children. 

10.For the elderly to be able to do all their chores without assistance 

and to walk without support. 

11.The supreme happiness of life, no matter what the age, is the 

conviction that we are loved...


renukakkar 21.5.2011





















A Layman's Commandments







Someone has written these beautiful words. Must read and try to understand the deep meaning of it. 
They are like the ten commandments to follow in life all the time. 


1] Prayer is not a "spare wheel" that you pull out when in trouble, but it is a "steering wheel" that directs the right path throughout. 


2] So a Car's WINDSHIELD is so large & the Rear view Mirror is so small? Because our PAST is not as important as our FUTURE. So, Look Ahead and Move on. 


3] Friendship is like a BOOK. It takes few seconds to burn, but it takes years to write. 


4] All things in life are temporary. If going well, enjoy it, they will not last forever. If going wrong, don't worry, they can't last long either. 


5] Old Friends are Gold! New Friends are Diamond! If you get a Diamond, don't forget the Gold! Because to hold a Diamond, you always need a Base of Gold! 


6] Often when we lose hope and think this is the end, GOD smiles from above and says, "Relax"
 it's just a bend, not the end! 

7] When GOD solves your problems, you have faith in HIS abilities; when GOD doesn't solve your problems HE has faith in your abilities. 
  

8] When you pray for others, God listens to you and blesses them, and sometimes, when you are safe and happy, remember that someone has prayed for you.


9] WORRYING does not take away tomorrow's TROUBLES, it takes away today's PEACE. 



10]  Smiling is infectious. please pass it to others. It may brighten someone's day.


renukakkar 20.5.2011




Friday, April 29, 2011

One Line Humor




[1] Regular naps prevent old age, especially if you take them while driving. 

[2] Having one child makes you a parent; having two you are a referee. 

[3] Marriage is a relationship in which one person is always right and the other is the husband! 

[4] I believe we should all pay our tax with a smile. I tried - but they wanted cash. 

[5] A child's greatest period of growth is the month after you've purchased new school uniforms. 

[6] Don't feel bad. A lot of people have no talent. 

[7] Don't marry the person you want to live with, marry the one you cannot live without, but whatever you do, you'll regret it later. 

[8] You can't buy love, but you pay heavily for it. 

[9] Bad officials are elected by good citizens who do not vote. 

[10] Laziness is nothing more than the habit of resting before you get tired. 

[11] Marriage is give and take. You'd better give it to her or she'll take it anyway. 

[12] My wife and I always compromise. I admit I'm wrong and she agrees with me. 

[13] Those who can't laugh at themselves leave the job to others. 

[14] Ladies first. Pretty ladies sooner. 

[15] A successful marriage requires falling in love many times, always with the same person. 

[16] You're getting old when you enjoy remembering things more than doing them. 

[17] It doesn't matter how often a married man changes his job, he still ends up with the same boss. 

[18] Real friends are the ones who survive transitions between address books. 

[19] Saving is the best thing. Especially when your parents have done it for you. 

[20] Wise men talk because they have something to say; fools talk because they have to say something 

[21] They call our language the mother tongue because the father seldom gets to speak! 

[22] Man: Is there any way for long life? 
Dr: Get married. 
Man: Will it help? 
Dr: No, but then the thought of long life will never come. 

[23]Why do couples hold hands during their wedding? It's a formality just like two boxers shaking hands before the fight begins! 

[24]Wife: Darling today is our anniversary, what should we do? 
Husband: Let us stand in silence for 2 minutes. 

[25]It's funny when people discuss Love Marriage vs. Arranged. It's like asking someone, if suicide is better or being murdered. 

[26]There is only one perfect child in the world and every mother has it. 

[27]There is only one perfect wife in the world and every neighbor has it!

Thursday, April 28, 2011

Who is a Dost( Friend)?????




Who is a Dost ???

I will tell you.......

DOST WO JO BIN BULAYE AAYE,

BEVAJA SAR KHAYE,

AAP EK BOLO WO CHAAR SUNAYE,

KABHI SATAYE,

KABHI RULAYE,

MAGAR HAMESHA SAATH NIBHAYE.

Translation


A FRIEND IS ONE WHO COMES WITHOUT INVITATION, 


HE GIVES YOU A HEADACHE WITHOUT ANY RHYME OR REASON , 


YOU SAY ONE THING HE WILL TELL YOU A DOZEN,


TROUBLES YOU SOMETIMES, 


WITH HOME TRUTHS MAKES YOU CRY SOMETIMES,
 

BUT HE IS ALWAYS THERE WHEN YOU NEED HIM AT ALL TIMES
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    A basket of Burdens




  • Some years ago, a group of conventioneers gathered at a ski resort to conduct their annual meeting. Hundreds of conventioneers came from every part of the country - young and old, rich and poor, and in all shapes and sizes. They shared common interests, though their backgrounds and careers were quite varied.

    Twenty of the conventioneers were put up at a large Bed and Breakfast near the outskirts of town. After a few days, the guests became better acquainted, friendships developed, and a camaraderie was felt within the group. But one night, the stories around the fireplace took a different twist. The conversation turned serious when Mike, a young man in his 20's, confessed that he had just been diagnosed with cancer. While it was treatable and he stood an excellent chance of being cured, he was nonetheless distraught.

    A middle aged couple, Tom and Cheryl, offered their support and understanding. They had just been informed that their child needed a kidney transplant. The news had been emotionally devastating to the family. A woman tearfully explained how she had recently lost her husband to a car accident. Another person told he had just lost his job and was at his wit's end. The evening turned gut-wrenching as others began to describe horrible aspects of their "normal" lives, or lives of their loved ones. From depression and drug addiction, to eating disorders and relationship problems — no one seemed immune from some sort of hardship.

    Finally, an elderly gentleman — a man who was at the convention by himself, and only known to the group as Mr. Hayes, interjected himself into the conversation. Mr. Hayes had a distinguished look about him, and while no one knew exactly where he came from, he spoke with a gentle voice that engendered confidence and assuredness. During the past days, he had smiled and laughed, evidently enjoying the company, but he had not said much. People just looked at him and thought he was a "nice old man."

    After listening to everyone's concerns and problems, Mr. Hayes looked over at the hostess and asked her if she could get a paper and pen for everyone in the room. She returned in a minute, complying with the unusual request. "Do me a favor," Mr. Hayes asked. "We're going to try something and I need your cooperation. On the small piece of paper please write down the 3 biggest problems or burdens you are facing in your personal life right now. Don't sign your name. We'll keep it confidential."

    When everyone was done writing down their problems, Mr. Hayes asked everyone to fold their paper and place it in a small basket that was placed in front of the fireplace. There were curious looks throughout the room, but again, everyone cooperated, wondering what would happen next. Mr. Hayes shook the basket and held it above everyone's head as he walked around the room and asked each person to pick a paper from the basket.

    After he was done, he sat back down and looked around the room. "Friends, open the paper and just read to yourself the problems that you chose," Mr. Hayes explained. "And please, be as honest as you can." Then, Mr. Hayes glanced at the woman sitting on his left and asked, "Lisa, would you like to trade your burdens that you wrote down with those that you chose from the basket?" Lisa quickly replied, "No!"

    Next, Mr. Hayes asked the man sitting next to Lisa the same question. "Would you like to trade the problems you wrote down for those that you chose from the basket?" Again the reply was "No." Mr. Hayes went around the entire room. Everyone had a chance to respond. Remarkably, the answers were all the same — no, no, no, no, no... Comments ranged from "I can deal with my own problems, but I can't deal with what I chose out of the basket," to "Wow — these make my problems look like nothing. Forget this."

    Mr. Hayes settled back in his cushioned rocking chair and asked, "Do your problems seem so difficult now when you see what others must endure? Most of you wish you were in someone else's shoes, and yet, when you get a chance to trade your problems for theirs, none of you are willing. Don't you see?

    "Tonight you've learned, by your own admissions, that despite the hardships you face, and despite the worries that grind away at you and cause you to lose sleep at night — despite all that — you've come to appreciate and understand the simple fact that the problems you face are nothing compared to what others must deal with.

    "In light of everyone else's problems, your own problems seem manageable. If nothing else, that's something to be grateful for. Sure, we like to complain. It's our nature and it's also therapeutic to express ourselves and get our frustrations off our chests. There is nothing wrong with that, and in fact, it can be a healthy thing to do. It helps us sort things out. And heaven knows, we can always find something to complain about."

    The group found themselves mesmerized with Mr. Hayes' comments, with several people shaking their heads in agreement, as if something amazing had just dawned on them. "But friends," he said, "the burdens that have been placed upon us are there for a reason. Because without our problems, we would not search for answers. And if we led our lives without searching for answers, we would never become better, or stronger, or more understanding.

    "Sometimes it takes a serious problem to wake us up to what's really important in life. As an example, you'll find that many of the answers you're looking for can be found by helping others facing similar problems, and that act of service is what's really important. You see, the key to your enrichment, to your happiness and peace, is to take the problems you have and look at them as a chance to find an answer.

    "Learn your lessons well, and then to take those lessons and answers, and use them to become a better person — for yourself and for others. I'm not saying you have to like the challenges you face. No one does. But you can look at those challenges as an opportunity to do some good.

    "Now with that in mind, remember this... Some people let the world and the problems they face dictate what they think and how they live their lives. And yes, some people just love to wallow in misery. But if the truth be known, it should and can be the opposite. You have the power within you to change your world and put your problems behind you as you move forward. Ironically, the power to do comes from the very things you see as problems and setbacks.

    "That's what most people don't understand. For every setback you experience, there is an equal or greater blessing that accompanies it. You may not realize this, but your struggles are allowing you to become a better person each and every day. You just have to open your eyes and see it. The blessings that come from your struggles are sometimes hidden, and many times you have to look long and hard. But by finding them in due course, and by counting those blessings, you will discover a secret of the ages, an undeniable truth, which seems to have escaped most of humanity. That secret is very simple: The more you count your blessings, the more blessings are bestowed upon you. If you don't believe me, just try it and see what happens."

    The group was spellbound, just staring at Mr. Hayes, reflecting upon his words, his sincerity and conviction. His comforting knowledge seemed to vanquish the stresses and worries which had infected the earlier conversation.

    Mr. Hayes took his last sip of hot chocolate and excused himself to retire to his room. Those present continued to discuss what they had learned, and by the end of the evening, all had concurred Mr. Hayes had hit on something. Each person was able to discuss a problem they had which could be turned into a blessing.

    The young man who was diagnosed with cancer was determined to use his experience to educate others on the importance of early detection. The couple with a son who needed a kidney transplant dedicated themselves to join the campaign to encourage others to sign donor cards.

    The woman who had lost her husband decided to carry on his memory by volunteering to pick up where her husband had left off in his community work. The man who had lost his job, told himself that he would use this opportunity to do what he had always wanted to do — write a book that he had been thinking about for years.

    Rather than dwelling on their problems, everyone had learned to use their problems as a stepping stone towards bettering themselves and helping others. Rather than getting wrapped up in self-pity, the experience of confronting their problems and seeking answers proved to be a valuable lesson indeed. Someone commented, "Now I finally realize what looking at the glass as ‘half-full’ means."

    The next morning at breakfast, the hostess reported to the group that Mr. Hayes' room was empty and that he must have left very early. During subsequent conventions though, the friends often reminisced about their gathering at the secluded mountain resort and of their fond memories of the fireplace conversations and the time their problems ended up in a basket.

    You may have immense knowledge, wealth and valour, but you are bound to suffer if you become a slave to anger, desire and greed. Do not take pride in your wealth, physical strength and education. Develop the strength of love. Love can transform even a foe to a friend. Only through love can your life be redeemed
    ~~Heart2Heart Team~~

  • Things to be learned from disasters


    stone flowers(rare flowers)

    Even in the times of such natural disaster that has stuck Japan there are
    still things to be learned.

    1. THE CALM

    Not a single visual of chest-beating or wild grief. Sorrow itself has been
    elevated.

    2. THE DIGNITY

    Disciplined queues for water and groceries. Not a rough word or a crude
    gesture.

    3. THE ABILITY

    The incredible architects, for instance. Buildings swayed but didn’t fall.

    4. THE GRACE

    People bought only what they needed for the present, so everybody could get
    something.

    5. THE ORDER

    No looting in shops. No honking and no overtaking on the roads. Just
    understanding.

    6. THE SACRIFICE

    Fifty workers stayed back to pump sea water in the N-reactors. How will
    they ever be repaid?

    7. THE TENDERNESS

    Restaurants cut prices. An unguarded ATM is left alone. The strong cared
    for the weak.

    8. THE TRAINING

    The old and the children, everyone knew exactly what to do. And they did
    just that.

    9. THE MEDIA

    They showed magnificent restraint in the bulletins. No silly reporters.
    Only calm reportage.

    10. THE CONSCIENCE

    When the power went off in a store, people put things back on the shelves
    and left quietly

    Some famous proverbs from Africa



    1.The haughty blind person picks a fight with his guide.

    2.One does not love if one does not accept from others.

    3.A society grows great when old men plant trees whose shade they know they shall never sit in.

    4.Even a friend can not rescue one from old age.

    5.He who asks a question is a fool for a minute; he who does not, remains a fool forever.

    6. It takes a wise man to learn from his mistakes, but an even wiser man to learn from others.

    7.Rising early makes the road short.

    8.Do not vacillate or you will be left in between doing something, having something and being nothing.

    9.Water can not be forced uphill.

    10.A rumor goes in one ear and out many mouths

    11.A broken hand works, but not a broken heart.

    12.The best of mankind is a farmer; the best food is fruit.
    renukakkar 28.4.2011

    Tuesday, March 22, 2011

    The rule of love

     
    A mighty king was marching home after a triumphant victory in a gruesome battle. He had slain the ruler of the neighbouring kingdom and had captured their crown prince too.

    The army, on its way back, passed through a dense jungle. As it was eventide, the army decided to halt for the day, and began to set up camp. 

    Close by in the forest was a hermitage, the abode of a famed sage and his disciples. Deciding to pay his respects to the sage, the king sent his minister and soldiers to the hermitage, directing them to seek an audience with the holy man. 

    "Maharaj wants to meet the sage," they told the disciples there. The disciples, however, requested them to come the next day saying, "Guruji has retired for the day. Please come tomorrow." 

    The next morning, the King went to the hermitage attired in his regal paraphernalia, and accompanied by his retinue of ministers and attendants. The sage was sitting under a tree, scattering millet seeds. All around him were hundreds of birds of different kinds, pecking at the seeds and filling the air with the music of their twittering. 

    The King walked up to the sage whose attention remained on his birds. 

    "Pranam (salutations), Guruji!" the King said. There was no answer. 

    The King raised his voice, "Pranam, Guruji!" Still, no answer. 

    "Guruji, I said Pranam!" the King said in an angry voice. The sage looked up and said, "Stop shouting, you are frightening the birds away." 

    That made the king even more furious. "Do you know who I am?" he yelled. The sage said calmly, "Yes, I do. You are the one who kills for the love of power. You are the one who knows not that this power is temporary. One day, another king shall kill you in the same way. Your love of power shall bring about your downfall." 

    The king was beside himself with rage. He said, "Your impertinence is intolerable. I shall kill you right now!" He drew out his sword and raised it to strike the sage. In an instant, hundreds of birds flew from all sides and attacked the king. 

    They flapped their wings vigorously and fearlessly on his face, jabbed at his arms, and pecked at his legs and body. The desperate king flailed his arms up and around to ward off the fowls, which had suddenly become ferocious and dauntless. But the birds wouldn't leave him. 

    Finally, the sage called out, "Leave him! Leave him! Come to me, my dears!" All at once, the birds quietened down and sat meekly at the feet of the sage. 

    The sage then said in a grave voice, a voice which commanded authority and spoke of his great wisdom, "All I ever gave these birds is love. Oh King! Realize the power of that love. Conversely, the love of power has blinded you, and brought you to the level of a killer. 

    "These birds would have killed you – a reflection of your own misdeeds – had it not been that they love me. I rule over them like a king too, but the only power I exercise over them is the power of Love and that is the greatest power on this Earth.” 

    This story’s potent affirmation has been reiterated innumerable times by Swami ji who constantly exhorts us to foster love. In His divine discourse in November 23, 1996, Baba said, “Transform your entire life into a saga of Love. You will then lack nothing to make you happy. All wealth and position will be added unto you, for Love conquers all!” 

    But what exactly is this love that Baba refers to? He has Himself explained, “Pure, unselfish Love towards all living beings, considered as embodiments of the Divine, with no expectation of reward, is true Love… Happiness will come in the same measure as your love for God.” 

    ~~Heart2HeartTeam~~

    Finding abiding abundance

     

    After years of searching, the seeker was told to go to a cave, where he would find a well. “Ask the well, ‘What is truth?' And the well will reveal it to you,” Thus was he advised by a wizened old lady who, he surmised, was a seer. Struck by this tantalizing remark and full of curiosity, he looked for the cave and found it amidst a dark forested valley hidden by creepers. Water dripped from its walls and ran down to a hole which formed the well. Gathering up courage, though feeling a little silly at the same time, he asked the well the fundamental question. 

    Instantly came the answer from the depths, “Go to the village crossroads: there you shall find what you are seeking.” The seeker was astonished at the stentorian reply and questioned the voice’s origin. “Who are you?” he called out. But no reply came and none, even after several minutes elapsed. Realizing that the taciturn oracle did not waste words, the seeker proceeded to his next destination. 

    Full of hope and anticipation, he ran to the nearby crossroads only to find three rather uninteresting shops. One shop was selling pieces of metal, another sold wood, and thin wires were for sale in the third shop. Nothing and no one there seemed to have anything to do with the revelation of truth. He even spoke to the shopkeepers in a vain attempt to glean some clue to the oracle’s meaning. But illumination lay beyond his reach. Stroking his chin in perplexity, he wondered – was he missing the point or had the oracle taken him for a ride? 

    Disappointed, the seeker returned to the well to demand an explanation. 'You will understand in the future,' came the terse reply. When the man protested against this clearly unhelpful response, all he obtained in return were the echoes of his own plaintive questions. 

    Indignant at having been made a fool of, the seeker left the cave in a huff, and continued his wanderings in search of truth. As years went by, the memory of his baffling experience at the well gradually faded away… 

    …Until one night. A luscious moonlit night, when a gentle breeze wafted the soothing sounds of a sitar in the dark and brought the footsteps of the wayfarer to a halt. Somebody was playing a soulful composition with brilliance and inspiration. 

    Profoundly moved, the seeker felt drawn towards the sitar player. He beheld the fingers dancing nimbly over the strings. He then became aware of the sitar itself. And then, suddenly, he exploded in a cry of joyous recognition: the sitar was made of wires and pieces of metal and wood just like those he had once seen in the three shops years ago, thinking them to be of no significance. 

    At last, the message of the well dawned unto him, loud and clear: 

    God has already provided us with everything we need. But we ignorantly perceive lack and disunity when God has created abundance and unity. In fact, His creation is Divine, Perfect and Blissful. If only we had the eyes to see it, and perceive it in the right manner. Bhagavan Baba always says that most often the mistake lies with our drusthi (vision) and not srushti (creation). Creation is a sublime symphony of unity, purity and divinity, and when we have the right vision we can live in a state of perennial serenity and peace. 

    Nothing is meaningful so long as we perceive only separate fragments. But as soon as the fragments come together into a synthesis, a new entity emerges, whose nature we could not have foreseen by considering the fragments alone. We have already been given everything we need. Our task is to assemble and use it in the appropriate way…. 

    ~~Heart2Heart Team~~

    Packed Blessings


    A young man was getting ready to graduate college. For many months he had admired a beautiful sports car in a dealer's showroom, and knowing his father could well afford it, he told him that was all he wanted. 

    As Graduation Day approached, the young man awaited signs that his father had purchased the car. Finally, on the morning of his graduation his father called him into his private study. His father told him how proud he was to have such a fine son, and told him how much he loved him. He handed his son a beautiful wrapped gift box. 

    Curious, but somewhat disappointed the young man opened the box and found a lovely, leather-bound Bible. Angrily, he raised his voice at his father and said, "With all your money you give me a Bible?" and stormed out of the house, leaving the holy book - and leaving home. 

    Many years passed and the young man was very successful in business. He had a beautiful home and wonderful family, but realized his father was very old, and thought perhaps he should go to him. He had not seen him since that graduation day. Before he could make arrangements, he received a telegram telling him his father had passed away, and willed all of his possessions to his son. He needed to come home immediately and take care of things. When he arrived at his father's house, sudden sadness and regret filled his heart. 

    He began to search his father's important papers and saw the still new Bible, just as he had left it years ago. With tears, he opened the Bible and began to turn the pages. As he read those words, a car key dropped from an envelope taped behind the Bible. 

    It had a tag with the dealer's name, the same dealer who had the sports car he had desired. On the tag was the date of his graduation, and the words...'paid in full.' 

    How many times do we miss God's blessings because they are not packaged as we expected? 

    Let us not forget that whether we realize it or not, know it or not, feel it or not, God is there for us at every moment, doing all that is necessary for growth and well being. Let us be open to Him. Let us be in tune with Him and live in the conscious feeling that ‘He is there for us doing all that is good for us at every moment’. 

    ~~Heart2Heart Team~~

    Before they call I will answer



     

    This story was written by a doctor who worked in South Africa: 


    One night I had worked hard to help a mother in the labor ward; but in spite of all we could do, she died leaving us with a tiny premature baby and a crying two- year-old daughter. We would have difficulty keeping the baby alive, as we had no incubator (we had no electricity to run an incubator). We also had no special feeding facilities. Although we lived on the equator, nights were often chilly with treacherous drafts. 

    One student midwife went for the box we had for such babies and the cotton wool that the baby could be wrapped in. Another went to stoke up the fire and fill a hot water bottle. She came back shortly in distress to tell me that in filling the bottle, it had burst (rubber perishes easily in tropical climates). "And it is our last hot water bottle!" she exclaimed. As in the West, it was no good crying over spilt milk, in Central Africa, you can say, it was no good crying over burst water bottles. They do not grow on trees, and there are no drugstores down forest pathways. 

    "All right," I said, "put the baby as near the fire as you safely can, and sleep between the baby and the door to keep it free from drafts. Your job is to keep the baby warm." The following noon, as I did most days, I went for prayers with the orphanage children who used to gather with me. 

    I gave the youngsters various suggestions on things to pray for and told them about the tiny baby. I explained our problem about keeping the baby warm enough, mentioning the hot water bottle, and that the baby could so easily die if it got chills. I also told them to look after the baby’s two-year-old sister, who was crying because she no more had her mother. 

    During prayer, one ten-year old girl, Ruth, prayed with the usual blunt conciseness of our African children. "Please, God," she prayed, "Send us a water bottle. It'll be no good tomorrow, God, as the baby will be dead, so please send it this afternoon." While I gasped inwardly at the audacity of the prayer, she added, "And while You are about it, would You please send a dolly for the little girl so she'll know You really love her?" 

    As often with children's prayers, I was put on the spot. Could I honestly say, "Amen"? I just did not believe that God could do this. Oh, yes, I know that He can do everything, the Bible says so. But there are limits, aren't there? 

    The only way God could answer this particular prayer would be by sending me a parcel from homeland. I had been in Africa for almost four years at that time, and I had never, ever received a parcel from home. Anyway, if anyone did send me a parcel, who would put in a hot water bottle? I lived on the equator! 

    Halfway through the afternoon, while I was teaching in the nurses' training school, a message was sent that there was a car at my front door. By the time I reached home, the car had gone, but there, on the veranda, was a large twenty-two pound parcel. I felt tears covering my eyes. I could not open the parcel alone, so I sent for the orphanage children. Together we pulled off the string, carefully undoing each knot. We folded the paper, taking care not to tear it unduly. Excitement was mounting. At least thirty or forty eyes were focused on the large cardboard box. From the top, I lifted out brightly colored, knitted jerseys. Eyes sparkled. 

    As I gave them out then there were the knitted bandages for the leprosy patients, and the children looked a little bored. Then, came a box of mixed raisins and sultanas - that would make a batch of buns for the weekend. Then, as I put my hand in again, I felt the... Could it really be? I grasped it and pulled it out - yes, a brand-new, rubber hot water bottle! I cried. I had not asked God to send it; I had not truly believed that He could. Ruth was in the front row of the children. She rushed forward, crying out, "If God has sent the bottle, He must have sent the dolly too!" Rummaging down to the bottom of the box, she pulled out the small, beautifully dressed dolly. Her eyes shone! She had never doubted! 

    Looking up at me, she asked: "Can I go over with you and give this dolly to that little girl, so she will know that Jesus really loves her?" That parcel had been on the way for five whole months. Packed up by my former Sunday school class, whose leader had heard and obeyed God's prompting to send a hot water bottle, even to the equator. And one of the girls had put in a dolly for an African child, five months before in answer to the believing prayer of a ten-year-old to bring it "that afternoon"! 

    God’s ways are mysterious but more importantly, what prayer can do is unimaginable. Therefore, it is said, “More things are wrought by prayer than this world dreams of." Let us pray as if everything depended on God, but work as if everything depended on us. For, with prayer in our hearts, we are the richest and most blessed. 
    ~~Heart2Heart~~


     Team

    Jenny's necklace

     

    Jenny was a bright-eyed, pretty five-year-old girl. One day when she and her mother were checking out at the grocery store, Jenny saw a plastic pearl necklace priced at $2.50. How she wanted that necklace, and when she asked her mother if she would buy it for her, her mother said, "Well, it is a pretty necklace, but it costs an awful lot of money. I'll tell you what. I'll buy you the necklace, and when we get home we can make up a list of chores that you can do to pay for the necklace. And don't forget that for your birthday Grandma might just give you a whole dollar bill too. Okay?" 

    Jenny agreed and her mother bought the pearl necklace for her. Jenny worked on her chores very hard every day, and sure enough, her Grandma gave her a brand new dollar bill for her birthday. Soon Jenny had paid off the necklace. 

    How Jenny loved those pearls! She wore them everywhere - to kindergarten, bed, and even when she went out with her mother to run errands. The only time she didn't wear them was in the shower - her mother had told her that they would turn her neck green. 

    Now Jenny had a very loving daddy. When Jenny went to bed, he would get up from his favorite chair every night and read Jenny her favorite story. One night when he finished the story, he said, "Jenny, do you love me?" 

    "Oh yes daddy! You know I love you," the little girl said. 

    "Well, then, give me your pearls." 

    "Oh, daddy! Please, not my pearls!" Jenny said. "But you can have Rosie, my favorite doll. Remember her? You gave her to me last year for my birthday. And you can have her tea party outfit, too. Okay?" 

    "Oh no, darling, that's okay." Her father brushed her cheek with a kiss. "Good night, little one." 

    A week later, her father once again asked Jenny after her story, "Do you love me?" 

    "Oh yes, daddy! You know I love you." 

    "Well, then give me your pearls." 

    "Oh, daddy, not my pearls! But you can have Ribbons, my toy horse. Do you remember her? She's my favorite. Her hair is so soft, and you can play with it and braid it and everything. You can have Ribbons if you want her, daddy." 

    "No, that's okay," her father said and brushed her cheek again with a kiss. "God bless you, little one. Sweet dreams." 

    Several days later, when Jenny's father came in to read her a story, Jenny was sitting on her bed and her lips were trembling. "Here, daddy," she said, and held out her hand. She opened it and her beloved pearl necklace was inside. She let it slip into her father's hand. With one hand her father held the plastic pearls and with the other he pulled out of his pocket a blue velvet box. 

    Inside the box were real, genuine, beautiful pearls. 

    He had them all along. He was waiting for Jenny to give up the cheap stuff so he could give her the real thing. 

    So it is with our Heavenly Father. He is waiting for us to give up the cheap things in our lives so that he can give us His beautiful treasure. 

    We may ask ourselves, are we holding onto things which God wants us to let go of? Are we holding onto harmful or unnecessary relationships, habits and activities which we have become so attached to that it seems impossible to let go? 

    Sometimes it is so hard to see what is in the other hand, but we must believe that God will never take away anything without giving us in return something precious in its place. For God, our Heavenly Father, truly loves each and every one of us! 

    Let us give up more so that He can fill us with things that are truly priceless.. 

    ~~Heart2Heart Team~
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    Outlook of a spiritual person on various religious practices

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    One who has visualized the Atma principle that animates all can 


    never condemn the religion of anyone. Such a person will never 

    enter into any religious squabble or conflict, or talk in a light or 

    demeaning manner about another’s faith, or disturb or despise the

     faith held by someone else. Only the ignorant with no spiritual 

    experience, only those who do not know the depths of Truth, will 

    embark upon the condemnation of the faith of others. It is very 

    unbecoming of man to indulge in or encourage religious conflicts, 

    to ridicule the rites and ceremonies through which others adore

     God, and to label the religious practices of other people as 

    ‘superstitions’. For, each one has accepted the practice and holds on

     to it, since it confers ananda (joy) to them!


    - Sathya Sai Vahini, Chap 7, "Be Yourself". 



    ~~Heart2Heart Team~~