There’s a story about a saint who lived in his own anand, he cared about everyone and everyone loved him. Another blessed man also lived in the same town. One day a childless woman went to see the blessed man, she said , ‘Ask your God to grant me a son’. The Blessed man went to the top of the mountain and spoke to God of the poor woman’s request. He came back and told the lady, ‘God said that there are no children in your destiny’.
A few days later, the woman came back full of joy and happiness, she was giving sweets to one and all, the blessed man asked what she was celebrating. She replied, ‘The Saint has said I will be blessed with a beautiful baby boy, my dreams have come true!’.
The blessed man couldn’t understand it, he climbed the mountain and asked God ‘O Lord You said the lady had no children in her destiny, yet the saint has granted her a son. How can he overrule your decision?’ God replied, ‘O Blessed Man, before I answer that, go to the town and tell my children’s (villagers) that God wants a pound of their flesh.’
The Blessed Man spent the next few days telling everyone, they looked at him and ran away, no-one was prepared to give a pound of flesh. Then the Saint met him and he told him of the strange request to which the saint replied, ‘O Blessed Man, go back to God and ask him from which part of my body he wants it from.’
On top of the mountain the blessed man said to God, ‘Only the saint was prepared to obey your command, Lord. Even I was scared to obey it.’ God then answered him, ‘My Saint is prepared to die for me, I am bound by what he says. My saint can overturn destiny, everything belongs to the saint.’