I was at the street corner of Ave & Dav (Avenue Road and Davenport) with Harakumara, our treasurer, when an elderly gentleman hurriedly ran up to us and in a childlike excitement said, “I’m the one who rings the bell at the Church of the Redeemer. Do you ring the bell at your temple?”
Both Harakumara and I didn’t expect that remark. He was enthusiastic. We didn’t have the time to explain that we don’t have a bell to ring in our belltower. He continued, “A friend of mine also rings the bell at the Church of the Redeemer.” Frankly, we were pleased to make a friend and to hear about his service to the Lord. The streetlight turned green. We were on our way. Thank you, Lord, for sending us a man with such zealousness.
Two hours later, I made my way to Ramsden Park across from our temple to prepare for giving a Gita Zoom class at a picnic table. I walked near two men who were doing repairs on the fence for the demarcated dog running space.
“Nice job, guys!” I remarked.
One of the fellows asked, “Are you from the temple?”
“Yes, I am!”
“You folks have the best food.”
“Thanks! Our Govinda’s Restaurant is always there.”
They were grateful.
I completed my Gita discussion with South African listeners and left for Queen’s Park to meet up with a person who had a birthday. Midway through, I met my cousin, Corien. It’s been some time.
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