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Diary of a Traveling Preacher

 

Volume 5, Chapter 26

 

September 11, 2004

 

 

Vyasa Puja Offering 2004

 

 

Dear Srila Prabhupada,

 

Please accept my most humble obeisances in the dust of your lotus feet. All

glories to Your Divine Grace.

 

I have traveled a great distance to be with your devotees here at New Vraja

Dhama in Hungary for this wonderful event. By the Lord's grace alone I have

come just in time to relish the last moments of this day. Because this

community is so much like the eternal abode of Goloka, both in form and in

mood, I feel as if I've come back to the spiritual world, to your eternal

home at the lotus feet of your beloved Radhe-Syama.

 

I have few, if any, qualifications to be here among the great souls who

manifested this divine abode from the parched earth of this once-barren

land. Even the newest recruits seem to be of a special caliber I have not

seen in my travels to other lands. What special grace have you bestowed upon

these devotees for their surrendered service, which seems to have induced

the heavens to descend upon earth?

 

It is my good fortune to bathe in their auspicious company for some days,

refreshing and invigorating myself for the challenges that are yet to come.

You once said that a preacher's life is not an easy one. I take this to mean

that we cannot rest until all your work is done.

 

This work of saving the fallen souls defies the laws of nature, which

condemn unfortunate men addicted to sinful ways and keep them in repeated

birth and death for countless lives to come.

 

What wonderful deeds you performed, my glorious master, in delivering them

in numbers never before seen in the history of the human race! We, your

followers, have only succeeded in imitating your efforts, and with far less

success than you. But it is our ardent desire that by our combined efforts

and cooperation, solidified by our love and devotion for you, we may match

your efforts and cause the whole world to offer you the praise you alone

deserve.

 

It is not impossible. In fact, it is more than probable, for you yourself

said, "One day this Krsna consciousness movement will save the world in its

darkest hour."

 

Srila Prabhupada, I don't believe that the darkest hour lurks ominously

ahead somewhere in the distant future. I see it right at hand, present

before us at this moment. I have even seen this, for a preacher's duty is to

go out among the masses, where he sees the sorrows and woes of unfortunate

mankind.

 

I am thankful, Srila Prabhupada, that even in my old age, when it is hard to

travel and preach, I am allowed to see daily the suffering in this cruel age

of Kali. It brings me back to the reality of material life and to the urgent

need to give people the positive alternative of Krsna consciousness. What's

more, it gives me faith and lets me see with my own eyes how your mercy

comes in the form of your books, the holy names, the festivals, and the

prasad and miraculously transforms people's lives. Please bless me with such

divine visions and wonders until the day I die.

 

Today my thoughts are immersed in you, my Divine Master, as never before. I

meditate on your form, your pastimes, your desires, your example, your

mercy, and your teachings.

 

I also meditate intensely on meeting you again, my dream from the very

moment you left us. That moment seemed the hardest in my life. Little did I

know that because of transcendental affection, aroused by service to your

lotus feet, I would miss you more and more as each day passed.

 

Nevertheless, Srila Prabhupada, I am sure that by fulfilling your desire to

save the conditioned souls, I will become qualified to serve your desires in

the spiritual world, where you live forever with your beloved Lord. I hanker

for that precious gift, and thus my solemn vow on this auspicious day is

that I will continue giving your mercy to the fallen souls of this age,

birth after birth, until that time when you call me home to be with you

again.

 

I miss you and love you. Please shower your mercy on me, and on every soul

who has forgotten the lotus feet of the Lord.

 

Your servant,

Indradyumna Swami

 

indradyumna.swami (AT) pamho (DOT) net

 

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