The Impersonal Life

by Joseph Sieber Benner

User Tools

Site Tools


guardian_angels_5

The Inner Life

THE HERALD OF THE NEW AGE | FEBRUARY 1934

there wasn’t any way. The neighbors were all asleep, and I doubted if any of them could help anyhow.

So I saw nothing for it except to go to my brother’s home and see if he had a bunch of keys one of which might open the door. I had to go down a long hill to get to the front gate and then up a hill on the other side of the fence to get to the house. I was pretty cold and wet when I got there and called to my brother, who was just going to put out the lights. He howled with glee when he heard my tale of woe and came along with the keys. When we were half way across, he said,

“Look! We’ll have to run for it!” And to my amazement I saw the steam pouring out of the top of my house, so that we could hardly see the house. We broke a window and ran to the furnace, and he recognized at once what was the matter; I never would have known alone, as I had been in the house only a few days—I hadn’t let the water into a part of my heating system, which should have been let in every few days, and all that the plumber left in had evaporated. If I hadn’t gotten locked out of my house I would have gone peacefully to bed and inside of a few minutes my heating plant would have been cracked and ruined and have cost me a lot to repair.

I have had lots of experiences about money coming in from unexpected sources when I had not ten cents left. Sometimes it would be only a dollar or so, but it always seems to come in sufficient amount to hold over until some of my salary is due—and I’ve come to depend on it. My family think I depend on it entirely too much, and that I should stop leading a hand to mouth existence and should try to save something. But every time in the past that I have tried to save a little money, some urgent call has come along that swept it away; so the only saving I am attempting now is the monthly payment on my cottage.

I don’t know whether I ought to try to save or not. If I give somebody an apple, the Overpowers always seem to hand me two peaches or pears—speaking metaphorically. Maybe that is the way I am intended to live. Of course there doesn’t seem to be much merit in giving, when one has such a strong belief as that. But I can’t help it, I seem to know I will be taken care of. I would dislike to be dependent on anyone when I


previous page | next page

guardian_angels_5.txt · Last modified: by iam

Except where otherwise noted, content on this wiki is licensed under the following license: Public Domain