In this last visit to Haifa I came to understand as never
before something of the agony our Guardian has endured. He spoke of it very
simply one night and his uplifted gaze, the white purity and beauty of his face
are forever graven on my heart. Nothing is too great to suffer for him, no
daily discipline, effort or sacrifice, no surrender of all that is upon this
earth can even touch the hem of his sacred suffering, the depths of the cup
from which he has drunk. With all my heart and soul I thank the Beloved that He
gave us such a daughter for him, who is, in the words of the Master, "The
apple of His eye and the jewel of His heart."
- May Maxwell (From a letter to
Katherine Baldwin, Honolulu. February 1939)
