One memorable quotation swam around what had become the swamp of my mind back in September 2005, following the unthinkable murder of a close friend (doesn’t this only happen in the movies?). Cut down by the fire and vengeance of a sadly embittered ex-husband, my friend Ethel wasn’t coming back. The effort of trying to apply this hard lesson in the real world helped me deal with and accept the reality of the situation: I was not going to wake up from this bad dream.

The quotation comes from one of my favorite Baha’i books, The Hidden Words, in which Baha’u’llah so poetically created such pearls of wisdom that I keep it close at all times, turning to it for guidance in times of need or confusion. The passage reads:

My calamity is My providence, outwardly it is fire and vengeance, but inwardly it is light and mercy. Hasten thereunto that thou mayest become an eternal light and an immortal spirit. – The Hidden Words, p. 15.

In the past it often took me a while, sometimes a very long while, before I saw the wisdom in what I had first thought unfair or unjust.

Later I’d realize the calamity had indeed been providence, like the time I quit a job I loved, and my husband, Don, retired from his, in order to move to the East Coast where I was to become Program Director at a school and he would serve as a full-time volunteer in charge of maintenance. The job fell through at the eleventh hour. Stunned and shaken, we wondered, Why? Several months later, Don’s mother became terminally ill and was petrified of going into a nursing facility. With both of us unencumbered by duty to a job, we were free to go to Ohio and be her caregivers, allowing her to remain in her own home for the last three months of her life. After she died, I understood the calamity of the job loss had, in fact, been a providential gift to all three of us.

But murder? Of a close friend? That went beyond anything I ever expected to experience on a personal level. I knew I should be patient and wait until my Aha! moment came, suddenly and on its own, but it was just too horrific to put out of my mind. My brain seemed to need to make some sense of this, so I sought answers.

I telephoned my friend, Molly King, to tell her about the tragedy. Molly and her husband were both enduring physical challenges, and I hated to burden her, but knew she’d want to know. Molly overcame her shock quickly, and with a steely resolve evident in her voice, declared, “Something positive will come of this.” As she said it, I suddenly realized that in just the few hours since Ethel had so cruelly and pitilessly been wrenched from us, things had already occurred that would have brought joy to her heart—that in fact did bring joy to her heart.

Ethel had longed to share her Faith with her co-workers, but though Baha’is are encouraged to teach and spread the healing message of this unifying religion, we are also exhorted to speak only to a willing and interested ear; proselytizing is forbidden. So Ethel spent her years in the Oxnard (California) School District being quite circumspect in telling others verbally what she believed; instead, as was mentioned by a fellow teacher at her funeral, she became a living example of the Baha’i teachings.

Shortly after hearing the news, people at the school from which Ethel had just retired called the local Baha’i community for information about Ethel’s faith. They planned to schedule their own memorial service for her. In death, Ethel reached more people than she ever did while she walked this mortal plane.

Marrying this philosophical observation to Baha’u’llah’s spiritual Hidden Word, I figured that the more painful the situation, the more beauty can come from it. Ethel planted within her students seeds of self-esteem and belief in themselves. Several of them spoke of their love and appreciation at her service. The seeds of the power of fairness and living an ethical life joined with a giving nature that embraces all with a natural enthusiasm and appreciation. Those seeds, watered and nourished by the blood she shed, will continue to grow and create a bountiful harvest.

Ethel’s legacy will, I’m convinced, be the providence derived from the calamity, the light and mercy that will descend on those she left behind.

The opinions and views expressed in this article are those of the author only and do not necessarily reflect the opinion of BahaiTeachings.org or any institution of the Baha’i Faith.

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  • Aug 04, 2015
    Hi Jaine, Thank you for writing such an inspiring and heart-felt article about your personal life experience. I am a freelance journalist, a Baha'i, living in Canada. I'd be interested in speaking a litlte more with you when you might have some time. Please email me at rperry1863@gmail.com when it is a good time for you.
    Thank you.
  • Jul 21, 2015
    These personal anecdotes from the lives of Chris and David and Jane et alii give a lovely, moving and personal flavor to deep topics which lead interestingly into other issues of equal or greater gravity resonating with the here and now in guidance from Haifa. The verbs 'Convert' and 'Proselytize' are and aren't bad words for Baha'is; it's all in the interpreting. I think it's been said so often that Baha'is may not proselytize (as in Jaine's 8th paragraph above) that a series of BT articles penned by a learned body of Baha'is would be helpful. Perhaps an exposition explaining ...the nuances of teaching the Faith or converting vis-a-vis the oneness of religion along with community building and inviting the public, with or without an invitation, to participate in the 4 core activities, might expand as follows:
    Baha'is don't aggressively or assertively proselytize.
    A really popular and entrenched saying throughout the Baha'i world is in need of even more clarification for it seems to mean only one thing to many of the friends and that is that money is supreme as far as teaching is concerned: 'Money is the Lifeblood of the Cause'. For example, how can money, the very meanest of God's gifts, be the lifeblood of the Cause? These are hardly peripheral issues that I've raised. Baha'i love. Paul
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