Healthy,
well-formed, rosy-cheeked, and cheerful, this is the saint that
does not eat!
Therese greeted me with a very gentle handshaking. We both beamed
in silent communion, each knowing the other to be a lover of God.
Dr. Wurz kindly offered to serve as interpreter. As we seated
ourselves, I noticed that Therese was glancing at me with naive
curiosity; evidently Hindus had been rare in Bavaria.
"Don't you eat anything?" I wanted to hear the answer from her own
lips.
"No, except a consecrated rice-flour wafer, once every morning at
six o'clock."
"How large is the wafer?"
"It is paper-thin, the size of a small coin." She added, "I take
it for sacramental reasons; if it is unconsecrated, I am unable to
swallow it."
"Certainly you could not have lived on that, for twelve whole
years?"
"I live by God's light." How simple her reply, how Einsteinian!
"I see you realize that energy flows to your body from the ether,
sun, and air."
A swift smile broke over her face. "I am so happy to know you
understand how I live."
"Your sacred life is a daily demonstration of the truth uttered by
Christ: 'Man shall not live by bread alone, but by every word that
proceedeth out of the mouth of God.'" {FN39-3}
Again she showed joy at my explanation. "It is indeed so. One of
the reasons I am here on earth today is to prove that man can live
by God's invisible light, and not by food only."
"Can you teach others how to live without food?"
She appeared a trifle shocked.
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