January 31

I praised God.

God blessed me.

I praised myself.

God blessed me.

When I praised God, I felt that I must do nothing but that.

When I praised myself, I realised that I can do nothing but that.

Alas! Lo, my ever-compassionate God blesses me both in my wisdom and my ignorance.

From:Sri Chinmoy,Meditations: food for the soul, Aum Centre, New York, 1970
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