Letter to Lord Nityananda

Written in Africa

My Lord Nityananda Ram,

I came to seek Your association in a distressful condition. To have You dispel my fears and pick me up with Your compassionate loving energies. I needed an injection of Your srtength to combat the battles of the future. I needed comfirmation that i was truly in harmony with Your desire. But on contacting You, how can i ever return? You must teach me the mystic art of living in both places simultaneously. Please let me stay at Your feet. You have bound me with Your ropes, so I am powerless to move anywhere. You know everything of my insides and outsides. I am simply praying that my insides and outsides become so non-different than You that everyone that comes close to me will get You and the divine energies that You are made of. I cannot keep this wealth to myself when all around me people are suffering, searching for it. My Lord, You have given to me so much. Let me be permitted to share and distribute to all. Some rare souls can see that I have coveted great wealth and they come begging in all sincerity just to keep their lives from starving. How can I feast and not be able to give?

My Lord, I cannot maintain this life if I cannot assist them. I cannot tolerate another's suffering, which is simply a reflection of Your compassionate nature. I do not want praise, or glory, or even gratitude. You can use me as Your invisible agent. Lord, PLEASE, deliver them from their suffering. At any cost I will pay., if You grant this one benediction. Don't let me be any form of shelter if I cannot deliver Your divine shelter. Give them all You've given me, even more. My existence is proof to the world of Your divine compassion. But...how to let it be known? I have tried several ways, some caused havoc and confusion, others great strength and conviction. I pray You never let me stray one fraction from Your divine will and mission. Let all my desires, energies, words, activities and love be merged as a sacrifice to Your loving feet. Let there be no more "I" separated from You. Whenever one sees my existence, let him see, feel and experience You. Let me be Your postman, to bring their love to You and Your love to them. Keep me with You always. Keep me bound: body, mind, words and life, with ropes of love. I am totally unfit to be a recipient of Your mercy, but I know of Your compassion and divine love. Therefore I have taken advantage unjustly. I am a great theif who has plundered the greatest wealth. Therefore I am submitting myself to You for punishment. You have already bound and imprisoned me eternally. How can I serve You now, dear Lord?