Nabil in the Garden - a Skit

Baha’i: Hey Nabil, what are you doing?

Nabil: (Sitting with book on lap and writing) I’m writing... recording these historical events so the future generations will never forget what happened here.

Baha’i: I can’t believe we are witnessing this incredible day! The day Baha’u’llah announced to those closest to Him that He is the Promised One sent by God to fulfill all prophesy.

Nabil: You want to hear a little of what I wrote? (Baha'i nods “Yes” Nabil starts reading from his book) “Last night, I happened to be one of those who watched beside Baha’u’llah’s blessed tent. As the hour of midnight approached, I saw Him issue from His tent, pass by the places where some of His companions were sleeping, and He began to pace up and down the moonlit, flower-bordered avenues of the garden. So loud was the singing of the nightingales on every side that only those who were near Him could hear distinctly His voice. He continued to walk until, pausing in the midst of one of these avenues, He observed: ‘Consider these nightingales. So great is their love for these roses, that sleepless from dusk till dawn, they warble their melodies and commune with burning passion with the object of their adoration. How then can those who claim to be afire with the rose-like beauty of the Beloved choose to sleep?'

I wanted to jump out and throw myself at Baha’u’llah’s feet and say, “I am awake, I am here”, but the glow of light and power emanating from His countenance prevented any mortal man from doing so. So, I just listened and I wrote it all down so I won’t forget. So future generations won’t forget.

(Baha’i or Nabil could say this even though historically Nabil wrote it.) “These are historical days we are blessed to live in. For the past few nights, I’ve been watching and circling round His blessed tent. Every time I passed by the couch whereon Baha’u’llah lay, I found Him wakeful.” And yet He has the strength to see the hundreds of visitors day after day, who come to see Him from morn till eventide. He ceaselessly engages in conversing with this stream of visitors who flow in from Baghdad! Isn’t it a marvelous sight? I feel like we’re basking in the Light of God...

Song: Siyahamba (We Are Marching) YouTube link: https://youtu.be/o8ELDtk7G20