Lord makes us whole
The master once repeated for us a story he’d written in his autobiography about a man who was dying of diabetes.

“The doctors,” he told us, “had given him three months to live. He determined, in the time remaining to him, to find God. He sat in meditation, gradually extending to longer and longer periods he could sit. At first, it was only fifteen minutes at a time, after which he needed to get up and relieve himself. Slowly, however, he sat longer until finally he was meditating several hours at a stretch. Constantly he prayed, ‘Lord, come into my broken temple!’

“The allotted three months passed. Still he lived, and was sitting for steadily longer periods. Three years passed: still he was alive. At last one day God appeared to him. The man, emerging from his ecstasy, discovered that his body was completely healed.

“’Lord,’ he cried, ‘I didn’t ask You to heal me. All I asked was that You come into my broken temple.’ And the Lord answered, ‘Where My light is, there no darkness can come.’ The saint – for he’d become one – then wrote in the sand, ‘And on this day the Lord came into my broken temple, and made it whole!’

“what will power!” the Master cried as he finished this story. “If you tried that hard, how fast you would go! You all have strong will power. I urge you, Use it!” HARE KRISHNA