Our Daily Bread: The Glory of Martyrs

On this inauspicious date, we’ll endure two bloodstained slices in honor of the victims of the Twin Towers, from the Arabic Hidden Words of Bahá’u’lláh:

O SON OF MAN! Ponder and reflect. Is it thy wish to die upon thy bed, or to shed thy life-blood on the dust, a martyr in My path, and so become the manifestation of My command and the revealer of My light in the highest paradise? Judge thou aright, O servant!

O SON OF MAN! By My beauty! To tinge thy hair with thy blood is greater in My sight than the creation of the universe and the light of both worlds. Strive then to attain this, O servant!