Devotee Stories Archive

In the following article, a long-time devotee of Bhagavan Baba, M.V.N. Murthy, draws a parallel between the present avatar and Sri Krishna. Both avatars did not need to work, but they carried on righteous work to

“The birthday of Christ is when He is born in each person’s heart. It is only on that day that a person is entitled to celebrate Christmas,” says Sathya Sai Baba. Centuries ago, the

This is the true story of how we discovered Bhagavan Sri Sathya Sai Baba. My wife, 11 children and myself are Roman Catholics by faith. We are God-fearing people and do not relish denouncing

Dr. R. S. Padmanabhan is regarded by some as Swami’s most sincere living devotee today. On his 80th birthday, Bhagavan called him and a few relatives for an interview. Swami hugged him and told

When it rains, it pours—Sai’s love that is. The Lord is showering His blessings and giving of Himself in an unprecedented manner.  Indeed, if ever there was a pertinent time to be in His

Sonya Burke went from Arkansas in the U.S. to spend six months at the Lotus Feet of Bhagavan Baba. Here she shares some of her experiences, including watching a play with Baba. I had the

The glory of Baba was for years a fairy tale for me. My wife was an ardent devotee and believed in His Divinity with her entire heart. But she was not free to worship

To the vast majority of people, especially westerners, the idea of kneeling down and touching, with hands, forehead or lips, the feet of another human being is somewhat alien. Even my husband, Ron, before

As Baba devotees, we are all aware of the forceful influence of the Baba smile. It is the most charming aspect of His multifaceted personality. It is also His most effective instrument for teaching,

Sri Gangeya, an engineer by profession, was born and raised in Sri Lanka. He later migrated to the U.S. and is currently the devotion coordinator at the Flushing Sai Center, New York. He has

It was the hour when man, bird, and beast were still wrapped in sleep. Everything had melted in the thick darkness. The train was speeding along like a spangled snake, along the sub-Himalayan jungle

Four years ago, my only son (now 10 years of age) had a severe scald, when he slipped into boiling sugar cane juice, his right forearm being badly affected. He could not bear the