Juliet: April 16 – Visiting ‘Abdu’l-Bahá with May Maxwell and her baby Mary

Later, May Maxwell and I were together in the Master’s room. He was lying back on His pillow, May’s baby crawling over Him, feeding first the baby, then May and me with chocolates. [This baby was Mary Maxwell, later Amatu’l-Bahá Ruhiyyih Khanum] On the pillow beside Him was the victor’s wreath, which He always kept near Him. Suddenly He brought up Percy’s name.

“I love Dr. Grant,” he began. “He has rendered Me a great service. I love him very much, but I want you to be careful.”

“My Lord, I believe my heart is severed,” I said. “I don’t know but I believe so.”

He looked at me with arch incredulity: “No? Really?” He said.

May laughed.

“What do you know about it?” the Master asked.

“May knows everything about it.”

“Well, has she helped you? How far has her help gone? Has it been sufficient for you?”

“She has helped me, but only God is sufficient when love has gone as deep as that.”

“I know. Now, can you transfer this love to God?”

“To God I can. To You.”

“No. To God.”

“Yes … I can … to God.”

“That will be enough! I shall try to make no more marriages,” laughed the Master. “When you have really given up,” He added, “he will come after you.” [1947. This was fulfilled years after, but by that time my heart was severed; and to my everlasting shame, I was cruel to him.—J.T.]

“I love Dr Grant,” He continued, “very, very much, but I want to protect you.”

“May I ask a question?” said May. “If Juliet put the thought of Dr. Grant forever out of her mind, would this be good?”

But the Master answered evasively: “If he would become a believer and marry Juliet it would please Me very much.”

“Don’t we tire You?” I asked a little later. “Oughtn’t we to leave You now?”

“No, stay. You rest Me. You make Me laugh!” He answered.