The One Consolation of This Servant
Shoghi Effendi, Bahíyyih Khánum: The Greatest Holy Leaf, (1982), Bahá'í World Centre · Read original
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O well-loved friend, The emotions that have possessed my grieving heart are such that they cannot be put into words, and tongue and pen are helpless to describe them. The one consolation of this servant is the steadfastness and the redoubled services of those dearly-loved ones in Iran, and the good news of energetic efforts being exerted by the friends in that land. This is what dissipates the clouds of my grieving, and dispels the darkness of my anguish, and quiets the flames that consume my very being, and casts a ray of joy across the darkened sky of my agonized and stricken heart.
From a letter of Shoghi Effendi dated 5 September 1932 (translated from the Persian).
Source: Bahíyyih Khánum: The Greatest Holy Leaf, compiled by the Bahá’í World Centre (1982), Part III, “From the Writings of Shoghi Effendi,” no. 18. Text as reproduced in Project Gutenberg eBook #19242 (used under the Bahá’í terms of use; not public domain).
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Effendi, S.. (1982). *Bahíyyih Khánum: The Greatest Holy Leaf*. Bahá'í World Centre. https://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/19242/pg19242-images.html
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