fresh, restoring breeze. Be pleasing waters to all those who thirst, a
careful guide to all who have lost their way; be father and mother to the
orphan, be loving sons and daughters to the old, be an abundant treasure
to the poor. Think ye of love and good fellowship as the delights of
heaven, think ye of hostility and hatred as the torments of hell.
Indulge not your bodies with rest, but work with all your souls, and with
all your hearts cry out and beg of God to grant you His succour and grace.
Thus may ye make this world the Abha Paradise, and this globe of earth the
parade ground of the realm on high. If only ye exert the effort, it is
certain that these splendours will shine out, these clouds of mercy will
shed down their rain, these life-giving winds will rise and blow, this
sweet-smelling musk will be scattered far and wide.
O ye lovers of God! Do not dwell on what is coming to pass in this holy
place, and be ye in no wise alarmed. Whatsoever may happen is for the
best, because affliction is but the essence of bounty, and sorrow and toil
are mercy unalloyed, and anguish is peace of mind, and to make a sacrifice
is to receive a gift, and whatsoever may come to pass hath issued from
God's grace.
See ye, therefore, to your own tasks: guide ye the people and educate them
in the ways of 'Abdu'l-Baha. Deliver to mankind this joyous message from
the Abha Realm. Rest not, by day or night; seek ye no moment's peace.
Strive ye with all your might to bring to men's ears these happy tidings.
In your love for God and your attachment to 'Abdu'l-Baha, accept ye every
tribulation, every sorrow. Endure the aggressor's taunts, put up with the
enemy's reproaches. Follow in the footsteps of 'Abdu'l-Baha, and in the
pathway of the Abha Beauty, long at every moment to give up your lives.
Shine out like the day-star, be unresting as the sea; even as the clouds
of heaven, shed ye life upon field and hill, and like unto April winds,
blow freshness through those human trees, and bring them to their
blossoming.
201: O THOU WHO ART CARRIED AWAY BY THE LOVE OF GOD! ...
O thou who art carried away by the love of God! The Sun of Truth hath
risen above the horizon of this world and cast down its beams of guidance.
Eternal grace is never interrupted, and a fruit of that everlasting grace
is universal peace. Rest thou assured that in this era of the spirit, the
Kingdom of Peace will raise up its tabernacle on the summits of th
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