As a book distributor surrenders, Krishna may reciprocate accordingly
Every Sunday, we do harinama at the same market place in Minsk, Belarus, for two hours. Usually, I distribute books while it's going on. Recently, when the harinama was already approaching the end, in my bag were left six books: three big and three small, all with the same title. I started intensely praying to distribute all the books, but I was so unsuccessful that couldn't distribute even one. Finally, the whole harinama...
Provided with some ideas by Krsna
During our August sankirtan festival in Durban, I was as sick as a dog, but still wanted to take part. I organized my team, and they went were on their way. Unfortunately I couldn't join them. That week, I was admitted to a hospital for bronchial pneumonia and other complications while contemplating how to distribute books in that unfortunate condition, I was provided with some ideas by Krsna. I went on my phone and asked a few...
You just carry the books!
I approached my temple authority, saying, "Aditya Rupaka Prabhu, can I do another service today? I think that today isn't really my day for sankirtan." He didn't accept my argument, and he responded, "You just carry the books." "But Aditya Rupaka, I have no inspiration to talk to people." "Don't talk, just carry the books. Say to yourself, 'OK. Today I am just a carrier.'" As...
“Do I keep it? Do I put it back?”
During our Monthly Sankirtan Festival in Wellington, a boy was walking in our direction, so we asked him, “Are you a thoughtful person?” He responded, “Yes, I am. And right now I’m in a predicament. Maybe you guys can help me.” He was looking a little distressed so my husband, Bal Gopal, patted his shoulder and said, “Sure, man, what’s going on?” He said, “I just went to the cash...
A regular customer appeared out of nowhere
I was distributing in Bethlehem, Tauranga, Bay of Plenty, New Zealand. In the Countdown Supermarket parking lot I saw a young delivery guy heading toward his van. I approached him and put a Hiding in Unnatural Happiness in his hand. Eru is a nineteen-year-old New Zealander half Maori native. Enthused about the book and our exchange, he wanted to donate but had no cash, so I pulled out the mobile eftpos PayClip machine. Eru trusted me...