Guest guest Posted June 16, 2005 Report Share Posted June 16, 2005 Baba was fond of illuminating the local temples and the mosque with oil-lamps at night. He used to beg oil from the grocers everyday and after sunset, he used to light the earthen lamps and keep them burning throughout the night. At one stage, the grocers felt that they were wasting what little oil they were giving him. So one day all of them agreed among themselves and said ‘No’ to him and they curiously watched what he would do next. Baba calmly returned to the mosque, drew water from the well, rinsed the oil-can well with a little of it, and gulped it down at one drought. Again he filled the can with the water and, returning to the mosque, poured it in the lamps and lighted them. To the utter amazement of the prying scoffers, the lamps went on burning through out the night. The grocers begged his pardon. Baba exhorted them never to utter lies but to be truthful and to have faith in god. The darkness of their ignorance was, as it were, driven out by the lamps of faith that he lit in their hearts, pouring the water of his grace into them, and the external act was a living symbol of what he was subtly doing with their spirits. News of this miracle flashed across the village and the neighborhood like a lightning and his fame thundered, as it were, heralding a downpour of his grace on devotees. It was the herald of a new chapter in the annals of the village and also in the lives of the countless devotees that were to bask in his grace and protection. The streets of Shirdi were to overflow with streams of devotees from all parts of the country. (To be contd....) Source http://www.saibharadwaja.org) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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