Bahai Faith; Kings and rulers; Shoghi, Effendi, 1897-1957 -- Correspondence
The Báb—“the Point,” as affirmed by Bahá’u’lláh, “round Whom the realities
of the Prophets and Messengers revolve”—was the One first swept into the
maelstrom which engulfed His supporters. Sudden arrest and confinement in
the very first year of His short and spectacular career; public affront
deliberately inflicted in the presence of the ecclesiastical dignitaries
of _Sh_íráz; strict and prolonged incarceration in the bleak fastnesses of
the mountains of Á_dh_irbayján; a contemptuous disregard and a cowardly
jealousy evinced respectively by the Chief Magistrate of the realm and the
foremost minister of his government; the carefully staged and farcical
interrogatory sustained in the presence of the heir to the Throne and the
distinguished divines of Tabríz; the shameful infliction of the bastinado
in the prayer house, and at the hands of the _Sh_ay_kh_u’l-Islám of that
city; and finally suspension in the barrack-square of Tabríz and the
discharge of a volley of above seven hundred bullets at His youthful
breast under the eyes of a callous multitude of about ten thousand people,
culminating in the ignominious exposure of His mangled remains on the edge
of the moat without the city gate—these were the progressive stages in the
tumultuous and tragic ministry of One Whose age inaugurated the
consummation of all ages, and Whose Revelation fulfilled the promise of
all Revelations.
“I swear by God!” the Báb Himself in His Tablet to Muḥammad _Sh_áh has
written, “Shouldst thou know the things which in the space of these four
years have befallen Me at the hands of thy people and thine army, thou
wouldst hold thy breath from fear of God.... Alas, alas, for the things
which have touched Me!... I swear by the Most Great Lord! Wert thou to be
told in what place I dwell, the first person to have mercy on Me would be
thyself. In the heart of a mountain is a fortress [Mákú] ... the inmates
of which are confined to two guards and four dogs. Picture, then, My
plight.... In this mountain I have remained alone, and have come to such a
pass that none of those gone before Me have suffered what I have suffered,
nor any transgressor endured what I have endured!”
“How veiled are ye, O My creatures,” He, speaking with the voice of God,
has revealed in the Bayán, “...who, without any right, have consigned Him
unto a mountain [Mákú], not one of whose inhabitants is worthy of
mention.... With Him, which is with Me, there is no one except him who is
one of the Letters of the Living of My Book. In His presence, which is My
Presence, there is not at night even a lighted lamp! And yet, in places
[of worship] which in varying degrees reach out unto Him, unnumbered lamps
are shining! All that is on earth hath been created for Him, and all
partake with delight of His benefits, and yet they are so veiled from Him
as to refuse Him even a lamp!”
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