There once lived a monk in a monastery in the Alps with only a St. Bernard as his companion. The dog also did the job of rescuing the travellers stranded in snow storm or buried in snow. The monk called him “GOD”. When GOD would rush to the monk and bark aloud raising an alarm to rescue a poor soul fallen prey to the treacherous Alpine weather, the monk would quickly follow him and get the victim to the cosy confines of the monastery.
One cold, dark morning, when snow blizzard was raging outside the monastery, GOD rushed to the monk and tugged at his habit. The monk, who was praying at the alter immediately got up and rushed to follow GOD, who led him to the spot where a weary traveller lay unconscious, buried under a thick pile of snow. GOD immediately began digging up the snow in a frantic gesture to help the monk. To revive the man, the monk poured a few drops of brandy in the traveller’s mouth, wrapped him in a thick blanket and brought him to the monastery where he nursed him back to health.
While the traveller was recuperating in the monastery from his rough encounter with the fury of the Alps, he often found the monk ask GOD to go to the "top of the house" and have his “Hundred”. Curious to know what it meant, the traveller asked the monk, “Father, you often ask the dog to go to "the top of the house" to have his ‘Hundred’, what does it mean?”
The monk smiled at the traveller and said, “Son, the creature you call dog is a God Send for weary travellers like you who fall prey to the nature's fury, that is why I call him GOD. I ask him to go to "the top of the house" to have his "Hundred" is to go out of the monastery to see if anyone needs our help.
(Foot note: The Numbers or creatures don’t always mean their face value, they also mean the purpose they serve in the grand design called the world at large we live in.)
One cold, dark morning, when snow blizzard was raging outside the monastery, GOD rushed to the monk and tugged at his habit. The monk, who was praying at the alter immediately got up and rushed to follow GOD, who led him to the spot where a weary traveller lay unconscious, buried under a thick pile of snow. GOD immediately began digging up the snow in a frantic gesture to help the monk. To revive the man, the monk poured a few drops of brandy in the traveller’s mouth, wrapped him in a thick blanket and brought him to the monastery where he nursed him back to health.
While the traveller was recuperating in the monastery from his rough encounter with the fury of the Alps, he often found the monk ask GOD to go to the "top of the house" and have his “Hundred”. Curious to know what it meant, the traveller asked the monk, “Father, you often ask the dog to go to "the top of the house" to have his ‘Hundred’, what does it mean?”
The monk smiled at the traveller and said, “Son, the creature you call dog is a God Send for weary travellers like you who fall prey to the nature's fury, that is why I call him GOD. I ask him to go to "the top of the house" to have his "Hundred" is to go out of the monastery to see if anyone needs our help.
(Foot note: The Numbers or creatures don’t always mean their face value, they also mean the purpose they serve in the grand design called the world at large we live in.)
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