He preferred His juice lukewarm;
a glass of water, even an occasional
soda pop – room temperature.
And windows tightly shut
in the most sweltering weather. O lovers!
This should make us weep hot tears -
these small preferences,
for the delicately broken
human being who held them
and Who in the large,
went about the business of service,
sacrifice and surrender, without a thought
to self or pleasure, comfort or ease,
placing Himself under His own weighty thumb,
meeting His own austere requirements –
the Epitome of servitude and mastery.
One with karma, without waver,
equivocation, preference or doubt.
O child of God, true humility is found
in the impartiality of the great Godman.