The Death Of My Father
A son's eulogy transforms a funeral service into an unforgettable interreligious experience.
by Brahma-muhurta Dasa
from Back To Godhead magazine, Vol. 19 #9
Some time back, my father's mother and sister and my mother's brother all passed away within the space of a year. One day my father called me to his studio and asked me, "Why am I going through this tragedy?"
"Krishna," I replied, "is trying to warn you that the material world is just temporary and that you can leave your body at any time. So you should take advantage of your human birth and practice spiritual discipline while, you've still got the chance. And the best way to accomplish this is to chant Hare Krishna."
He agreed to try, and from then on he chanted on his beads every day. Again and again he would tell me how grateful he was that I had introduced him to Krishna consciousness—how it had deeply affected his life and the lives of many of his friends.
A few months later, my father was driving my family to Vermont to see his dying brother, when my father blacked out and swerved off the road. At the hospital the doctors discovered he had cancer—a malignant brain tumor. My sister called and told me, "Dad has cancer, and the doctors say he has, at most, six months to live." I was shocked. It was totally unexpected, as he was only sixty and quite fit for his age.
(the photo shows Brahma-muhurta Dasa with his father, Peter Garland, in 1982)
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