"Blessed are those who have not seen and yet have believed", so
said Jesus to His apostles. Today, after the advent of so many world teachers
and Avatars we find people, who have seen but refuse to believe. Caught in the
maze of their own doubt and delusion, these people with rational temperament
demand proof of everything, even God's existence. Unless endorsed by tangible
evidence, they won't accept anything as real and true. It must have been easier
for the previous Avatars of the Lord to convince people of their Divinity,
because the hearts of men were pure then, and faith in the glory of God could
easily grow there. Today, the seeds of devotion and faith often get withered
away because they are not fed with the waters of simple and innocent Love for
the Lord.
Even those who come to Bhagawan usually cherish secret desires to
see Him perform some miracles before them. A ring, a watch, an amulet or
rosary, these are the gifts that He materialises by a wave of His hand, and for
many, it is these that prove that He is Divine. People crave more for His
creations than the Creator Himself. The Lord, in all His compassion, performs
miracles galore so as to instill faith in the hearts of His children. The
greatest of seers, the holiest of Rishis all fail to describe His leela and
Mahima for it is like a boundless ocean. Although we see Him every day at
Prasanthi Nilayam, giving darshan and granting interviews, He is seen, felt and
experienced by His devotees thousands of miles away in the distant Himalayan
regions, in the arid deserts, in every nook and corner of the world. Here comes
a sample narrative from His endless Mahima Sagara.
The train screeched and sped towards its destination, Madras, from
where we would have to travel roughly another fourteen hours to reach
Puttaparthi. I sat more close to the narrator, a simple looking man from
Bamesbeg Tea Estate in Darjeeling and almost envied the look of contentment and
faith that exuded from him. His second son suffered from dehydration and
swollen eyes only nine months after his birth in 1968. Though his right eye
could be cured through medical care, the left eye became worse after a course
of treatment by a village doctor. His eye remained afflicted and protruded from
its sockets till his fourteenth year. One night, he wept bitterly and as he
slept, he dreamt that he was driving a yellow car. On the way, he caught a
black rabbit with a halo around it who spoke to him 'SAI BABA'. The same night,
he dreamt again that he was visiting a hospital where a doctor in a black
attire received him. He woke up to find that it was 5 A.M. and to his
amazement, he discovered that the pain with which he had lived for the past
years had completely vanished. The swelling too had subsided. Two weeks
following that, he dreamt again that he was kneeling before 'the' doctor, who
pierced his temples with sharp rods. Needless to say that the doctor had cured
his disease which had nagged him for fourteen years.
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