A Child's View of Srila Gurudeva and the Deities

There are times when I feel I cannot preach to someone, especially if they are little children of a totally different ethnic background. Well, it is hard enough to preach to adults, what more to children.

I’ve known Rachel for over a year now. She’s only 11 years old. Rachel is always curious why I am a vegetarian. So one day she needed help with her school work and the computer was needed at that time. Being her private tutor, I helped her get the information she wanted. Then she asked whether I have a blog.

That’s when I started to introduce to her my Srila Gurudeva. She was fascinated.

She said, "O your Guru is sooo cute!"

Then she looked at the pictures of Sri RadhaKrsna and found them adorable. Finally she looked at the pictures of Giriraja.

She acclaimed, “O so sweeet!”

Then when she saw a picture of Srila Gurudeva surrounded by many devotees with upraised arms, she asked, “What are they doing?”

I said, “Haribol! Haribol!”

Immediately Rachel raised her arms and started to chant ‘Haribol! Haribol!’

Tears welled up in my eyes. Just by seeing pictures of my spiritual master, the deities and devotees, this little girl chanted. I was made an instrument.

Little does Rachel realise the spiritual piety she has accumulated.

Before I left, she said she was going to read the Chinese purebhakti.com website.

I couldn’t ask for more. Krsna has a way to make you preach in many mysterious ways.

Comments

Anonymous said…

Hare Krishna,

You're in KL? I'm a devotee in KL too. Which center do you go to?

January 6, 2010 at 9:25 PM

Anonymous said…

vaikunta: Haribol! Thanks for dropping by.

Please tell me a little bit more of yourself first. (If you don't mind).

Hare Krishna!

January 7, 2010 at 5:49 PM

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