Praise be to God, you are confirmed and flourishing in the Faith, and
partaking of your portion from that heavenly table, and are receiving your
benefits in both worlds.
35: The passing of ‘Abdu’l-Bahá, may our lives ...
(157) The passing of ‘Abdu’l-Bahá, may our lives be a sacrifice for His
meekness, was the ultimate calamity, the most great disaster. The light
has fled our hearts, and our souls are wedded to sorrow, and no power in
all the world can furnish any consolation, save only the power that comes
from the steadfastness of the believers and their deep-rooted faith, and
their unity, and their love for one another.
Only these can lessen the pain and quiet the anguish.
Although to outward seeming the Sun of the Covenant has hidden Himself
behind the clouds, and the Orb of the Testament is concealed, and on the
holy horizon of glory, He has now set, and is lost to view—still His rays
are shining from out His hidden place, and forever will His light shed
down its splendours.
For ever and ever will He, with all that invisible grace, and those
bestowals of the spirit, lead the seeker onward, and guide the yearning,
and ravish the hearts of the lovers.
The Will and Testament of ‘Abdu’l-Bahá is His decisive decree; it gathers
the believers together; it preserves their unity; it ensures the
protection of the Faith of God. It designates a specific Centre,
irrefutably and in writing establishing Shoghi Effendi as Guardian of the
Faith and Chosen Branch, so that his name is recorded in the Preserved
Tablet, by the fingers of grace and bounty. How grateful should we be that
such a bounty was bestowed, and such a favour granted.
Now is the time to arise to serve the Faith with all our might, that our
loyalty may be clearly proven, and that we may perfectly, to the fullest
extent and in minutest detail, carry out the requirements of
self-sacrifice. It is my hope that one and all, we shall succeed in this.
36: The ascension of Him Who was the Temple ...
(158) The ascension of Him Who was the Temple of the Covenant, the setting
of Him Who was the Orb of harmony, ‘Abdu’l-Bahá, may our lives be
sacrificed for the wrongs He suffered, was the most dire calamity, and the
most dread of ordeals. It dissolved our very hearts, it laid low the very
pillars of our being. It made our eyes to shed tears of blood, and our
sighs and the sound of our weeping reached upward to the Concourse on
High. Then did a sea of anguish roll up great waves of grief, and a
whirlwind of sorrow swept over the peoples of the earth.
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