It is beautiful to see the Master with the little children
and observe his consideration for their childish troubles. One morning his tiny
grand-daughter, about two years old, was talking to the Master in the most
serious way, telling him with expressive gesticulations her difficulty.
Something had gone crosswise with her. The Master without a smile listened most
attentively. This was a great lesson. When we consider what the Master has to
bear — a man of ordinary strength could not endure it one hour — yet when a
little child comes and confides in him her trouble, how tender, how loving he
is! How forgetful of self!
Shall I ever forget the heavenly smile and love expressed in
that beautiful face when this tiny maiden was chanting for him a Tablet! Every
now and then she would forget a word, and he would gently chant it for her,
while he drank his tea, seated in the corner of the divan. How the little
children love him!
- Mary L. Lucas (‘A Brief Account of My Visit to Acca’,
published by Chicago Baha'i Publishing Society in 1905)
