Anedotes of the great
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Once, at the first home Mother Teresa established for incurables in Calcutta, a man half-consumed by cancer was brought in. The stench was so offensive that the male attendant on duty walked away retching. Mother Teresa herself offered to help the patient. The suffering man, who could not care less about living or dying, and unaccustomed to such tender loving treatment, cursed loudly. He wanted to be left alone to die. Turning to this strange woman who was attending to him he demanded, “How can you stand the smell?”
“It’s nothing compared to the pain you must be feeling,” replied Mother Teresa gently.
“It’s nothing compared to the pain you must be feeling,” replied Mother Teresa gently.
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It is said that Mahatma Gandhi, while he was in Pretoria, was once passing by the house of some good Christian friends, and he thought of dropping in for a visit. It was late in the evening, and when he opened the door, he found that the family was at night prayers, which they said in common. When the family saw him, they welcomed him, of course, and began to put aside their prayers. But Gandhi bade them to go on. “Continue with your prayers,” he said “He to whom you are speaking is greater than I”.
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