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Saturday, June 23, 2018

PRAYING HANDS


Back in the fifteenth century, in a tiny village near Nuremberg, lived a family with eighteen children. Eighteen! In order merely to keep food on the table for this mob, the father and head of the household, a goldsmith by profession, worked almost eighteen hours a day at his trade and any other paying chore he could find in the neighborhood. Despite their seemingly hopeless condition, two of Albrecht Durer the Elder's children had a dream. They both wanted to pursue their talent for art, but they knew full well that their father would never be financially able to send either of them to Nuremberg to study at the Academy.

After many long discussions at night in their crowded bed, the two boys finally worked out a pact. They would toss a coin. The loser would go down into the nearby mines and, with his earnings, support his brother while he attended the academy. Then, when that brother who won the toss completed his studies, in four years, he would support the other brother at the academy, either with sales of his artwork or, if necessary, also by laboring in the mines.

They tossed a coin on a Sunday morning after church. Albrecht Durer won the toss and went off to Nuremberg. Albert went down into the dangerous mines and, for the next four years, financed his brother, whose work at the academy was almost an immediate sensation. Albrecht's etchings, his woodcuts, and his oils were far better than those of most of his professors, and by the time he graduated, he was beginning to earn considerable fees for his commissioned works.

When the young artist returned to his village, the Durer family held a festive dinner on their lawn to celebrate Albrecht's triumphant homecoming. After a long and memorable meal, punctuated with music and laughter, Albrecht rose from his honored position at the head of the table to drink a toast to his beloved brother for the years of sacrifice that had enabled Albrecht to fulfill his ambition. His closing words were, "And now, Albert, blessed brother of mine, now it is your turn. Now you can go to Nuremberg to pursue your dream, and I will take care of you."

All heads turned in eager expectation to the far end of the table where Albert sat, tears streaming down his pale face, shaking his lowered head from side to side while he sobbed and repeated, over and over, "No ...no ...no ...no."

Finally, Albert rose and wiped the tears from his cheeks. He glanced down the long table at the faces he loved, and then, holding his hands close to his right cheek, he said softly, "No, brother. I cannot go to Nuremberg. It is too late for me. Look ... look what four years in the mines have done to my hands! The bones in every finger have been smashed at least once, and lately I have been suffering from arthritis so badly in my right hand that I cannot even hold a glass to return your toast, much less make delicate lines on parchment or canvas with a pen or a brush. No, brother ... for me it is too late."

More than 450 years have passed. By now, Albrecht Durer's hundreds of masterful portraits, pen and silver-point sketches, watercolors, charcoals, woodcuts, and copper engravings hang in every great museum in the world, but the odds are great that you, like most people, are familiar with only one of Albrecht Durer's works. More than merely being familiar with it, you very well may have a reproduction hanging in your home or office.

One day, to pay homage to Albert for all that he had sacrificed, Albrecht Durer painstakingly drew his brother's abused hands with palms together and thin fingers stretched skyward. He called his powerful drawing simply "Hands," but the entire world almost immediately opened their hearts to his great masterpiece and renamed his tribute of love "The Praying Hands."

The next time you see a copy of that touching creation, take a second look. Let it be your reminder, if you still need one, that no one - no one - - ever makes it alone!


- Author Unknown -

Thursday, June 21, 2018

Always Home


At the great heart of humanity, there is a deep... homesickness that never has been
and never can be satisfied with anything less than a clear, 
vivid consciousness of the indwelling presence of God.
- H Emilie Cady


Whether I am returning home from a business trip or vacation, I feel relief and contentment stir within me when I see the first familiar landmark.  Yet, no matter how far I may travel from my family, friends, or community, I am always at home with God.
The spirit of God is within me wherever I may go.  Knowing this, I experience an inner peace which nourishes my soul.  I have spiritual strength that empowers me to face any situation with calm resolve.

As I bask in the warm glow of God's peace, I hear the gentle whisper of inspiration in my heart: "Rest, for you are safe with Me.  Be at peace, for I am with you."


God assures me that I am not alone.


(From : 'Daily Word' magazine by Silent Unity, a world wide prayer ministry) 

GEM 456



Be the master, but not the slave of your sin.


(From : Garland of 1008 Gems, Bhagawan Shri Sathya Sai Baba's Sayings)

Wednesday, June 20, 2018

Divine Thought - 116


FORCE OF ENERGY

YOU AND THEM

If you are successful,
you will win some false friends and some true enemies.
Succeed anyway.

If you are honest and frank, people may cheat you.
Be honest and frank anyway.


What you spend years building,
someone could destroy overnight.

Build anyway.


If you find serenity and happiness, they may be jealous.

Be happy anyway.


The good you do today, people will often forget tomorrow.
Do good anyway.


Give the world the best you have,
and it may never be enough.

Give the world the best you've got anyway.


You see, in the final analysis, it is between you and God.
It was never between you and them anyway.


(By : Mother Teresa)

Tuesday, June 19, 2018

GEM 455



Be silent yourself; that will induce silence in others.


(From : Garland of 1008 Gems, Bhagawan Shri Sathya Sai Baba's Sayings)

Rest In The Presence


Our objective is to learn how to use the power of thought in such a way
that it will help to make our dreams come true.
- Stella Terrill Mann


When I allow myself to do nothing but rest in the presence of God, I think thoughts that bless me.  I relax and know that giving my time to God is the greatest investment I can make.
When I give my attention to God, I am preparing myself for whatever is ahead.  Whenever change occurs, I understand that it is a turning point which leads me to new opportunities such as moving up or moving on in my career, forming new friendships or renewing ones that are already established.

What is most important for me to remember is that each quiet moment with God is an opportunity for spiritual renewal.


Today is a turning point which leads to new opportunities.


(From : 'Daily Word' magazine by Silent Unity, a world wide prayer ministry) 

O LORD, TAKE MY LOVE

O Lord, take my love, and let it flow in fullness of devotion to Thee;
O Lord, take my hands, and let them work incessantly for Thee;
O Lord, take my soul, and let it be merged in One with Thee;
O Lord, take my mind and thoughts, and let them be in tune with Thee;
O Lord, take my everything, and let me be an instrument to work for Thee.

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