In a very personal way, the Avatar descends to awaken love in human hearts by loving human beings. Love is the universal language, and this fact is most beautifully symbolized by Baba, who maintains silence. But few are those who meet Him who do not leave Him feeling that He has communicated something extraordinarily wonderful to their hearts. Love is the universal language not just in the sense of overcoming the barrier between languages, but it is definitely the only source of unity between different castes, different creeds, and different colors. And only a master lover could bring together American and Indian, washerman and business executive, housewife and scholar and have them, for those precious moments of His presence, responding with the same joy, the same delight, the same happiness, as if they were identical twins. Love, like God, is beyond the mind and we need only look at a picture of Baba with a radiantly smiling child on His lap to realize that we have no words for that feeling of joy.

The coming of the Avatar is literally divine intervention. This descent symbolizes a truth which the Lord wishes to impress upon us: the only real hope for brotherhood must be inspired by God. Man in his infinitely finite deviousness, having been seduced time and again by Maya, has devised ingenious methods to destroy himself and the whole planet. That man can destroy himself is certain. But it is not certain that man can, by his own efforts, preserve himself. His petty schemes have all failed: political plans, economic schemes, blueprints for the revolution have all left us in more despair and frustration than when we began. In our darkest hour, when we stand poised with our daggers (ICBM's) at each others' throats, having tried and failed at our own little schemes for building the age of brotherhood, our only hope is God. And God does not fail us.

The Avatar comes to show the unity in religions, where men had created discord. There are always, in the ages between the advent of the Avatar, disputes about whether this or that path is the true path. Each likes to lay claim to being the sole possessor of the truth. In reality, these possessors of the truth are like the blind men and the elephant. Each one feels one separate part of the elephant. Then each endeavors to explain to his friends what an elephant is. Of course, to one it is like a tree-trunk. (He had the leg.) To another it is like a rope. (He was feeling the tail.) To another it was like a hose. (He was feeling the trunk.) And so on.