In His Name, be He glorified!
My Dear, Loyal Brothers and Friends in this Hostel of the World!
I thought tonight of our being led handcuffed together to the court by soldiers with bayonets fixed. The Old Said’s proud vein of temperament made me feel exceedingly angry. But it was suddenly imparted to me that we should respond to this situation not with anger, but with pride, thanks, and joy,
for in the eyes of the intelligent, and of incalculable numbers of angels and spirit beings and the people of reality and those among men with consciences and certain, realized belief, we appear as a caravan of heroes on the way of truth, reality, the Qur’an, and belief, challenging this century. In the face of their elevated regard, applause, and appreciation, which is indicative of dominical acceptance and divine mercy, the insulting looks of a limited number of dissolute layabouts can be of no importance.
One day, even, when I went by car because of illness, I felt a constrictedness, but then when I went together with you with my hands bound, I felt an expansiveness and joy of the spirit. That is to say, my state of mind arose from this meaning.
I have said it many times and I shall repeat it: there is no one in history who has performed as a great service on the way of truth as the Risale‑i Nur students and have earned so much reward while suffering so little difficulty. However much hardship we suffer, it is still not costly.