Helper, Utah
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Life is indeed
tough. Some bitter news came to me in
the latter part of the day—the loss of life of one of our young members from
our Montreal community. He was 33. Basab Chaudury was a bright star and a very
special and mild but committed devotee.
He died suddenly from a condition of brain infection. Please pray.
His dad Samir, and devotional family will miss him dearly.
Yes, prayerful
chanting occupied my second segment of today’s walk. I’m back at it again. The other three companions turned out redder
than I from sun exposure.
I had picked up
from where I left off a month ago. I
find myself on a busy Highway #6, westbound toward Spanish Fork. I called my dear friend, Charu. He said, “You’re in the most intriguing part
of Utah with its mountain formations.”
One, the “balance rock,” is this huge natural-cut rock that is suspended
by a feeble foundation. How it’s held
up, only God knows. It’s awe-inspiring!
Many motorists
stopped to wonder about our little walking brigade as I had my guys with
me. Ride offers came along with their
curiosity. We had it good on this first
day back on track.
Some, on other
sets of legs and hooves, didn’t move so well.
It was a mama deer with her two calves that were bouncing along very
near to us. Unfortunately, mama leaped a
fence that her young ones couldn’t scale so it left her bewildered when she
carried on and then looked back to find them not there. I believe instinct will bring them together or
as we believe actually, paramatma
(God in the heart) will lead them to reunion.
May the Source
be with you!
21 miles
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