“O Befriended Stranger! The candle of thine heart is lighted by the hand of My power, quench it not with the contrary winds of self and passion. The healer of all thine ills is remembrance of Me, forget it not. Make My love thy treasure and cherish it even as thy very sight and life.”
amy: we have made arrangements for our Pilgrimage, we are going in june. this evening, i read some passages about some of the early Bahá’ís from north america and europe that traveled to Israel for Pilgrimage, in the early nineteen hundreds. I was so moved to hear about their experiences there, and i felt so blessed to be able to partake in this experience myself. so soon.
leila: this morning it rained a little. when it cleared up, i took a long walk. as usual, i am Planning, Wondering, Hoping on these perambulations around this neighbourhood. i plan for the future, wonder what the future will be like, and hope that the future carries with it some of the fragrant spirit of these spiritual days of fasting.