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During
the four-day retreat in Washington, D.C., my heart ached when I saw how
exhausted Master was, yet I was driven by my selfishness. Like a pampered
and undiscip. lined child, I craved for Master Mother's blessing and an
agonizing struggle ensued in my heart. Our great Master and Mom, with
Her infinite love, shoulders much karma of sentient beings. How could
I be so cruel as to add to Her burden? I was painfully torn between shame
and yearning.
The compassionate Master
read my thoughts. She understood the longing for motherly love of a lonely
child traveling alone between the opposite shores of the ocean. Disregarding
my childish and selfish intent, She slowly walked past me and blessed
me on the head with Her tender yet powerful, holy hand. No longer could
I withhold my emotions and deep feelings of gratitude. Tears rolled down
my cheeks. I was speechless. No words could ever describe this divine
love of God.
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