Passage 5

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God alone is the refuge of those who have no refuge. God Himself will protect us. So you keep thinking of God,’ she told him, and went from house to house, begged alms and brought back rice. Every day bringing rice and giving it to the boy, eating if any was left over, and going hungry if not… When this had gone on for some time she grew very thin. One day the son, seeing his mother's poor health: ‘Mother! Today I will go to beg. You take rest,’ he said. From that day the boy went from house to house, begged alms and fed his mother first. If any was left over he ate it; if not, he went hungry. If his mother asked, he would lie that he had already eaten. Little by little his health too declined. He no longer had even the strength to walk. One day he stood before a house and said, ‘Lady, give alms.’ From weakness the words would not come out of his mouth properly. The master of that house was sitting on an ‘easy chair’ on the veranda reading the paper. He looked at the boy, felt pity, went inside and brought a little rice on a leaf: “My son! Who knows how many days it has been since you ate! You are very weak. So sit right here and eat,” he told him. ‘No, I will take it home,’ said the boy. The man grew angry. ‘If you are really hungry, you could eat it here, couldn't you!’ he said. ‘Sir! This is not for me. My mother is very weak. I must feed my mother first of all,’ he said. From weakness his head seemed to spin. “Mother first… Mother first,” he said, and fell down and breathed his last. Hearing the news of her son's death, the mother: ‘My son! Good sons like you, who give up their lives for their mother, are very rare in this world. You are a yogī. May you attain a good end!’ she said, and she too breathed her last. The son for his mother, the mother for her son: both gave up their lives. It is only because of such sacred beings that the world has been able to stand firm for so long. ‘If there were no virtuous men in the world, how would the worlds shine as by day?’ Easwaramma too, the mother of this body, had to face many hardships on Swami's account.