The One-dollar
Offering
There
was a very stingy person who never practiced spiritually. Since he also
never gave charity, he was very much afraid of monks coming to beg for
alms. His wife had strong faith in Buddha, however, and liked chanting
the Buddha’s name and practicing spiritually, which the man abhorred.
One day the man’s mother passed away and his wife suggested, “Let’s
make a pilgrimage to the Ganges, where we can perform a ritual to ask
for the Buddha’s blessing so that our mother will be elevated.”
The man replied, “OK! But let’s not take such a long trip
for it will be very expensive! We can go somewhere nearby.”
Halfway on their
pilgrimage, they decided to visit a certain temple. However, they were
worried that there might be some monks around when they arrived and
they would have to make the customary offering to the monks. So, they
went there when all the monks were asleep. Indeed, when they entered
the temple, there was no one in sight, only a few statues of the Buddha
and the Quan Yin Bodhisattva.
Detecting the man’s
stinginess, the Quan Yin Bodhisattva manifested as a monk and sat there.
After paying respects to the Buddha statues, the man was astounded to
see a monk! The monk, who was the manifestation of the Quan Yin Bodhisattva,
said to him, “You’ve earned infinite merit by paying respect
to the Buddha and offering incense. Would you like me to perform a ritual
of elevation for you?” The man replied, “No! It’s not
necessary! I can do it myself.” But the monk insisted, “It’s
all right. I can do it for you. You don’t have to make an offering
to me now; you can pay later. Just let me know how much of an offering
you want to make.” It’s a common practice for worshippers
to make offerings at temples.
Then the man thought,
“It’s all right for me to promise him now. Later, I’ll
just leave, and he won’t be able to find me.” So, the man
said, “OK! I’ll make an offering of one dollar.” And
the monk said, “Fine! One dollar is enough, as long as you’re
sincere.” Then the monk went on to chant many scriptures for him.
After the ritual of elevation was over, the man told his wife, “Now
that the ritual has been done, we’ve made the pilgrimage and paid
respect to the Buddha, and a monk has chanted the scriptures for us,
we can go home tomorrow.”
A few days after
they got home, the monk suddenly appeared at their house. The wife went
inside and told her husband, “The monk from the temple is waiting
outside. You promised to offer him one dollar. Now he’s come to
collect it.” The man was terrified and said, “Good grief!
I don’t want to give him a dollar. Go and tell him that I’m
seriously ill, and can’t entertain any guests now. Ask him to leave.”
Of course, the wife knew very well how stingy her husband was. She could
only go out and tell the monk, “I’m very sorry, but my husband
is very ill and can’t entertain you. Will you please return to
your temple?”
The monk said, “So
he’s sick! Then it’s even more proper that I should fulfill
my obligation. (Laughter) I’ll chant the Buddha’s name for
him, hoping he’ll recover soon.” The wife went inside again
to report to her husband and the man said, “No! No! Tell him that
I’m dead (laughter) and ask him to leave.” The wife had no
other alternative but to go out and tell the monk, “I’m sorry.
My husband has just passed away. I think you had better leave.”
But the monk was eager to offer his services. Not only did he refuse
to leave, but he also insisted, “If this is true, then I definitely
must go in to chant the scriptures for his elevation.”
Now that the man
was “dead” he couldn’t object any more (laughter) and
his wife couldn’t stop the monk from entering the house to chant
the scriptures, recite the Buddha’s name, and perform a lot of
rituals. Finally, the man was placed in a coffin and sent to a crematory.
But just as he was about to be cremated, he jumped out of the coffin,
shouting, “Hey! Don’t burn me! I’m still alive.”
At that time, the
monk resumed his original form of the Quan Yin Bodhisattva and said
to the man, “I’m delighted to see you make so much effort
and express so much sincerity in making the pilgrimage. Now I’ll
grant you a wish, which I’ll realize for you.” Then the man
knelt down and cried, and do you know what his wish was? He said, “Please
forgive me, Quan Yin Bodhisattva, and please waive the one dollar that
I promised to offer!” (Laughter) Hearing his words, the Quan Yin
Bodhisattva shook Her head and left. This is how sentient beings behave.
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