Someone came to inform a novice at the temple
That his mother was dying and wanted to meet him
The novice hurried away immediately
As he walked through the scorching fields
He saw that the water was drying up
And the ground was cracked
He saw that there was a small puddle of water
Where there were some fish in it
The novice felt pity for the fishes
But the boat that he was to take back home
Was about to leave on schedule
But the novice kept thinking about the fish in the puddle
He had nothing to catch the fish with
So he unfolded his robe and used it to scoop up the fish
One fish by one fish
And put them into the water
But by the time he finished
The boat had already left
So he thought he might as well wait for the next boat
He washed the soiled robe and sat waiting for it
Meanwhile he thought of his mom and adithaned
“The merit that your child has made,
I would like to dedicate it to my mom”
By the time the next boat around and he got home
He saw his mom lying there as though she wasn’t breathing
The samanen just stood there quietly
Calming his mind and dedicating merit to his mom
When he heard his mom stir awake
His mom said, “Sadhu with the boon guson of nen
That helped Yohm Mae recover
And Mae will continue to make merit continually”
Phra Suthipong Apipunyo
Wat Pa Si Mongkhon
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