A Farewell in Minneapolis
Mírzá Maḥmúd-i-Zarqání, Mahmúd's Diary, (1998), George Ronald · Read original
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A retelling based on Mahmúd's Diary by Mírzá Maḥmúd-i-Zarqání (George Ronald), from the entry for 20 September 1912. The narrative is retold in our own words; the short line in quotation marks is verbatim from the diary. Read the full text for the original entry.
It was the morning of the 20th of September, 1912, in Minneapolis, and the friends had come to say goodbye. 'Abdu'l-Bahá was leaving the city, and they gathered around Him in the hotel, sorrowful, reluctant to let Him go.
He comforted them as He always did — speaking of remembrance, assuring them that distance could not break the bond between hearts, that He would not forget them. But when He gave them their parting counsel, He did not ask them to remember Him. He turned their attention, instead, outward — toward the people who would need them once He was gone.
You must show kindness to the orphans, give food to the hungry, clothe the naked and offer help to the poor.
This, He told them, was how they were to keep faith with Him: not through sentiment, but through service to those in need. And He added a gentle, penetrating reason for why the poor in particular deserved their care. When you help the poor, He explained, you meet with genuine gratitude — for they truly feel the kindness done to them. The rich, by contrast, may take a kindness as something owed, and feel no thankfulness at all. To serve the poor, then, is to serve where the heart is open and the gift is truly received.
Then the train pulled away, and He was gone west, and the friends were left on the platform with His words. He had given them, in place of His presence, a commission — to become, in their own city, the very thing they would now miss in Him: a source of kindness to the orphan, bread to the hungry, warmth to the cold, and help to the poor.
It is the gentlest possible way to be remembered — to ask, as a farewell gift, only that those who love you go and love others. And it is perhaps the truest measure of His teaching: that nearness to Him was never meant to end in feeling, but to flower, always, into deeds of care for the least among us.
This account is retold for the Bahai Story Library; it is a paraphrase, not the original text. The quoted line is verbatim from Mahmúd's Diary (Mírzá Maḥmúd-i-Zarqání, George Ronald). See the source for the original entry.
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Maḥmúd-i-Zarqání, M.. (1998). *Mahmúd's Diary*. George Ronald. https://bahai-library.com/zarqani_mahmuds_diary
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