I will carry with me always the vivid, haunting picture of the little orphan, so malnourished I wondered how she could be alive, gazing up at me with a smile on her lips.

Perhaps, Swami was teaching me that I had to trust in him, just like the baby, who Baba had already provided for. This infant who could not speak, or even hold up her own head, taught me the greatest lesson of all—trust and acceptance. I know there will be other situations in the future where all I can do is smile, encourage, pray, and love, and then leave the rest to God. Sometimes all we can do is cling to our faith and trust in the Lord, because He is the Master Planner.

But now I had to leave this event so full of meaning for me. Reluctantly, I pulled my finger free of the little hand, stroked the tiny cheek, and returned to my duties at the pharmacy.