God appears where there is complete faith. 

There lived a poor woman on the outskirts of a village with her young son.
She made barely enough money for the meager livelihood for herself and her
young son. She was devoted to Gopal and always confided everything to Gopal.
She knew that Gopal is looking after her.

The little boy was sent to school. The boy was scared to go to school,
because he had to go through a dense forest inhabited by wild animals to
reach the school. When he told his fears to his mother, she told him
tenderly to call for Gopal, his cowherd older brother, in the forest. The
little boy was surprised to hear that he had an older brother. But now that
his mother told him about Gopal dada (older brother) all his fear went away.
The next morning when he was all- alone in the scary forest he called for
Gopal dada at the top of his voice. After a few calls, sure enough, a
smiling young man with peacock feather stuck on his hair appeared through
the bushes. The boy was exceedingly happy to meet Gopal. They played for a
while. Then the young man led him to the edge of the forest and disappeared.
When the boy returned home he told his mother his happy experience in the
forest. The mother accepted the good news graciously. In her faith she knew
that Gopal would protect her offspring when she gave Gopal the full
responsibility.

From now going to school was a pleasant event for the boy. Every morning
while going to school he would call for Gopal dada in the forest and the
older brother would appear, play with him and give him company to the edge
of the forest. One day the school had a feast when the students were to
bring special food as gift. When the boy brought the news home the mother
said that she could not scrounge any extra money for the special food, but
the boy could ask for something special from his Gopal dada. The boy readily
agreed and on the special day he told Gopal dada about the situation in the
school. Gopal did not have anything spectacular, but he gave a little pot
filled with Khir (sweetened heavy cream) to the boy and asked him to give it
to the teacher. The gift was so small that hardly anyone noticed it. When
the festivities were almost over the teacher asked him for his gift. The boy
meekly brought the barely noticeable gift. The teacher poured the contents
of the small pot on his plate. And behold, the pot was filled again. No
matter how many times the pot was emptied the pot was filled again. Now the
boy was joyous, because he knew that his Gopal dada gave him a truly
remarkable gift. The teacher and the students were astounded. The teacher
asked the boy where he got the pot. The boy narrated the truth. Not
satisfied the teacher dragged the boy to the forest where the boy called for
Gopal dada to appear and prove to the teacher that he indeed gave him the
pot. But no one appeared. The desperate boy called again and again for Gopal
dada to appear, and tearfully pleaded that the teacher would not believe him
otherwise. Then they heard a voice from a distance. It said, “Blessed you
are, blessed is your mother. Your mother trusted ME with all her heart, and
you trusted your mother; so, I appeared. Your teacher will have to wait”.