To Mírzá Áqá Ján, “the first to believe” in Him, designated
later as Khádimu’lláh (Servant of God)—a Bábí youth, aflame with devotion, who,
under the influence of a dream he had of the Báb, and as a result of the
perusal of certain writings of Bahá’u’lláh, had precipitately forsaken his home
in Káshán and traveled to ‘Iráq, in the hope of attaining His presence, and who
from then on served Him assiduously for a period of forty years in his triple
function of amanuensis, companion and attendant—to him Bahá’u’lláh, more than
to any one else, was moved to disclose, at this critical juncture, a glimpse of
the as yet unrevealed glory of His station.
This same Mírzá Áqá Ján, recounting to Nabíl his
experiences, on that first and never to be forgotten night spent in Karbilá, in
the presence of his newly-found Beloved, Who was then a guest of Hájí Mírzá
Hasan-i-Hakím-Báshí, had given the following testimony:
“As it was summer-time Bahá’u’lláh was in the habit of
passing His evenings and of sleeping on the roof of the House.… That night,
when He had gone to sleep, I, according to His directions, lay down for a brief
rest, at a distance of a few feet from Him. No sooner had I risen, and …
started to offer my prayers, in a corner of the roof which adjoined a wall,
than I beheld His blessed Person rise and walk towards me. When He reached me
He said: ‘You, too, are awake.’ Whereupon He began to chant and pace back and
forth. How shall I ever describe that voice and the verses it intoned, and His
gait, as He strode before me! Methinks, with every step He took and every word
He uttered thousands of oceans of light surged before my face, and thousands of
worlds of incomparable splendor were unveiled to my eyes, and thousands of suns
blazed their light upon me! In the moonlight that streamed upon Him, He thus
continued to walk and to chant. Every time He approached me He would pause,
and, in a tone so wondrous that no tongue can describe it, would say: ‘Hear Me,
My son. By God, the True One! This Cause will assuredly be made manifest. Heed
thou not the idle talk of the people of the Bayán, who pervert the meaning of
every word.’ In this manner He continued to walk and chant, and to address me
these words until the first streaks of dawn appeared.… Afterwards I removed His
bedding to His room, and, having prepared His tea for Him, was dismissed from
His presence.”
- Shoghi Effendi (‘God Passes By’)