A few days ago in Connecticut a boy was running, when someone came up to him and smashed his head with a hammer and stole his wristwatch. The boy was admitted to the hospital in a coma. The doctors gave up hope even before the operation.
But after a day or two he came out of his coma, and the first thing he did was to write down “Sri Chinmoy” and then “Love and Serve.”
His mother went to Love and Serve restaurant today and told the disciples how grateful she is to me. She felt that I had done something for her son inwardly. Her son had been to Love and Serve a few times, but he had never seen me.
RB 888. 27 June 1985↩