02.04.2015 Views

Journal of Medicine Vol 2 - Amrita Institute of Medical Sciences and ...

Journal of Medicine Vol 2 - Amrita Institute of Medical Sciences and ...

Journal of Medicine Vol 2 - Amrita Institute of Medical Sciences and ...

SHOW MORE
SHOW LESS

You also want an ePaper? Increase the reach of your titles

YUMPU automatically turns print PDFs into web optimized ePapers that Google loves.

<strong>Amrita</strong> <strong>Journal</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>Medicine</strong><br />

The Fine Print<br />

“where there is a small farm where two women live. In<br />

them you will find two souls like your own.”<br />

When the hermit came to the door <strong>of</strong> the little farm,<br />

the two women who lived there were overjoyed to see<br />

him, for everyone loved <strong>and</strong> honoured the hermit. They<br />

put a chair for him on the porch <strong>and</strong> brought food <strong>and</strong><br />

drink. But the hermit was too eager to wait. He longed<br />

greatly to know what the souls <strong>of</strong> the two women were<br />

like, <strong>and</strong> from their looks he could see only that they<br />

were gentle <strong>and</strong> honest. One was old, <strong>and</strong> the other <strong>of</strong><br />

middle age.<br />

Presently he asked them about their lives. They told<br />

him the little there was to tell. They had worked hard<br />

always, in the fields with their husb<strong>and</strong>s, or in the house;<br />

they had many children; they had seen hard times, sickness<br />

<strong>and</strong> sorrow, but they had never despaired.<br />

“But what <strong>of</strong> your good deeds,’’ the hermit asked,<br />

“what have you done for God?’’<br />

“Very little,’’ they said, sadly, for they were too poor<br />

to give much. To be sure, twice every year, during harvest<br />

time, they gave some rice to their poorer neighbors.<br />

“That is very good,’’ the hermit said. “And is there<br />

any other good deed you have done?’’<br />

“Nothing,” said the older woman, “unless, unless —<br />

it might be called a good deed.” She looked at the younger<br />

woman, who smiled back at her.<br />

“What?’’ said the hermit.<br />

Still the woman hesitated; but at last she said, timidly,<br />

“It is not much to tell, only this, that it is twenty<br />

years since my sister-in-law <strong>and</strong> I came to live together<br />

in this house; we have brought up our families here. And<br />

in all the twenty years there has never been an angry word<br />

between us, or a look that was less than kind.’’<br />

The hermit bent his head before the two women <strong>and</strong><br />

gave thanks in his heart. “If my soul is as these,” he said,<br />

“I am blessed indeed.”<br />

A great light suddenly came into the hermit’s mind,<br />

<strong>and</strong> he saw how many ways there are <strong>of</strong> spiritual practice<br />

<strong>and</strong> serving God. Some go to churches, temples, or<br />

mosques, <strong>and</strong> some live in ashrams or caves, praying <strong>and</strong><br />

meditating. Some poor souls who had been very wicked,<br />

turn from their evilness with great sorrow, <strong>and</strong> serve Him<br />

with remorse. Some live faithfully <strong>and</strong> gently in humble<br />

homes, working, bringing up children, staying kind <strong>and</strong><br />

cheerful. And some bear pain patiently, for His sake.<br />

Endless, endless ways there are that only the Lord sees.<br />

4

Hooray! Your file is uploaded and ready to be published.

Saved successfully!

Ooh no, something went wrong!