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		<title>By: Alexander M Zoltai</title>
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		<dc:creator>Alexander M Zoltai</dc:creator>
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		<description>Your comment, &quot;I ask God, “Why can’t I feel your love?” I guess I need to let go of the surrogate love first.&quot;, reminded me of this:

&quot;Therefore must no stranger find his way into the city of the heart, so that the Incomparable Friend may come unto His own place - that is, the effulgence of His Names and Attributes, not His Essence (exalted is He), for that Peerless King hath been and will be holy for everlasting above ascent or descent. Therefore today &#039;victory&#039; neither hath been nor will be opposition to anyone, nor strife with any person; but rather what is well-pleasing is that the cities of [men&#039;s] hearts, which are under the dominion of the hosts of selfishness and lust, should be subdued by the sword of the Word, of Wisdom, and of Exhortation. Everyone, then, who desireth &#039;victory&#039; must first subdue the city of his own heart with the sword of spiritual truth and of the Word, and must protect it from remembering aught beside God: afterwards let him turn his regards towards the cities of [others&#039;] hearts.&quot;

&#039;Abdu&#039;l-Bahá, A Traveller&#039;s Narrative, p. 63</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Your comment, &#8220;I ask God, “Why can’t I feel your love?” I guess I need to let go of the surrogate love first.&#8221;, reminded me of this:</p>
<p>&#8220;Therefore must no stranger find his way into the city of the heart, so that the Incomparable Friend may come unto His own place &#8211; that is, the effulgence of His Names and Attributes, not His Essence (exalted is He), for that Peerless King hath been and will be holy for everlasting above ascent or descent. Therefore today &#8216;victory&#8217; neither hath been nor will be opposition to anyone, nor strife with any person; but rather what is well-pleasing is that the cities of [men's] hearts, which are under the dominion of the hosts of selfishness and lust, should be subdued by the sword of the Word, of Wisdom, and of Exhortation. Everyone, then, who desireth &#8216;victory&#8217; must first subdue the city of his own heart with the sword of spiritual truth and of the Word, and must protect it from remembering aught beside God: afterwards let him turn his regards towards the cities of [others'] hearts.&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8216;Abdu&#8217;l-Bahá, A Traveller&#8217;s Narrative, p. 63</p>
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