Post by Scottish Lassie on May 16, 2017 6:35:23 GMT -5
Lenny regained consciousness. Later Lenny's Doctor would confide to him what a miracle his recovery had been. Such things did not happen; it was simply unheard of. The Doctor, badly shaken by Lenny's amazing recovery, could not understand how he ever survived. It defied all reason.
For the next twenty years Lenny tried to blot his near-death experience from memory. He desperately wanted to get on with living, yet the exquisite splendor of that Divine love Congonued to haunt him, so Lenny felt like a misfit in society.
Ten years after leaving the hospital, tragedy struck again. Lenny's best friend suffered a massive heart attack and died in his arms. The shock of it brought to mind memories of his own near-death experience. No question about it, his friend was rejoicing in the very love and peace that Lenny had once enjoyed too. Every waking hour since his best friend's death, Lenny tried to recapture that elusive feeling of total love and acceptance.
A few years ago Lenny's own life began to unravel. For one thing, his marriage crumbled. Then his career went up in smoke. He'd lost everything worth living for, everything was gone. Yet even during this storm of pain and turmoil, Lenny could feel a guiding hand directing his affairs. Who or what was this silent presence?
One day, seized by despair while out driving, Lenny cried, " What's going on? help me! I give up! do with me what you will, I need help!!! " At that very moment a white car swerved in front of him. Its bumper sticker read: ECKANKAR 1-800- LOVE GOD, curious, he thought. Soon he began to notice those bumper stickers everywhere.
For the next twenty years Lenny tried to blot his near-death experience from memory. He desperately wanted to get on with living, yet the exquisite splendor of that Divine love Congonued to haunt him, so Lenny felt like a misfit in society.
Ten years after leaving the hospital, tragedy struck again. Lenny's best friend suffered a massive heart attack and died in his arms. The shock of it brought to mind memories of his own near-death experience. No question about it, his friend was rejoicing in the very love and peace that Lenny had once enjoyed too. Every waking hour since his best friend's death, Lenny tried to recapture that elusive feeling of total love and acceptance.
A few years ago Lenny's own life began to unravel. For one thing, his marriage crumbled. Then his career went up in smoke. He'd lost everything worth living for, everything was gone. Yet even during this storm of pain and turmoil, Lenny could feel a guiding hand directing his affairs. Who or what was this silent presence?
One day, seized by despair while out driving, Lenny cried, " What's going on? help me! I give up! do with me what you will, I need help!!! " At that very moment a white car swerved in front of him. Its bumper sticker read: ECKANKAR 1-800- LOVE GOD, curious, he thought. Soon he began to notice those bumper stickers everywhere.