It is a joke of Husrev.
Dear, esteemed Master, my precious Master; the joy I felt upon receiving the letter you sent with Bekir Ağa cannot be described by a poor student like me, neither by my language nor by my pen. I was weeping from the joy of reading your letter, while my soul was with you, yet my body was far away. Sometimes, I can calm the tears streaming from my eyes by writing or reading essays. Sometimes, my heart keeps weeping endlessly, oh beloved Master. My great plea to you is to forgive me. I have been distressed for a long time now, because although I have stopped loving the world for two or three years, I have not yet managed to escape it. Desolate deserts and waterless wastelands have become homes for my soul. I wander there in my imagination, as if searching for something.
Yes, I am searching for something. Alas, what I seek seems both very close and very far away. I don't know how much longer I will struggle in this state. Yes, I am very grateful. How could my gratitude have limits? It has not yet been a year; on two consecutive nights I had two vivid dreams. In the first, I was appointed as the clerk of a large rose oil factory whose foundation was being laid, and I had already started working there. Two months after the date of that dream, I began writing the essays. And especially in the seventh and eighth issues of the Twenty-Eighth Letter, the fact that our service is accepted and within the pleasure of God was written in very clear language, which made the poor student delighted. Beloved Master, may God be forever pleased with you.
Husrev
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Barla Lâhikası
·Mektup 80
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Sabri's joke.
O the Honored Master; This time, I am presenting with due reverence the Second Zeyl of the Twenty-Third Letter, and the Fifth and Sixth Issues of the Twenty-Eighth Letter in their original form. I feel a significant accuracy in the composition, arrangement, and structure of the Twenty-Third Letter, for the aim in composing this letter is certainly not to publicly announce or display the authors of the letters, but rather each of the diverse thinkers and minds of different levels, by seeing only a small portion of the Lights and their benefits, may try to imitate the calls of the peddler of the Qur'an to some extent, and thus experience a certain pleasure and delight.
Some people who have not seen the ocean of Light are eagerly asking: What kind of treatments and main subjects are there in the pharmacy of Nur to which you belong? Previously, in response to this question, I was compelled to try to explain the Risale-i Nur one by one if possible, or at least as much as my understanding allowed. Now, however, I am ready to express about ten percent of the subjects of Risale-i Nur to the best of my ability. And I am giving and informing you of the Twenty-Third Letter, which somewhat resembles an index. I can convey my partial and complete purpose. After most of the Lights have been realized, the Twenty-Third Letter was pointed out like a signal gun. And it also served as a kind of competition among the soldiers of the ocean of Nur. Each applicant poured out their skills to the Nur arena to some extent.
Sabri
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Barla Lâhikası
·Mektup 86
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The reason is that the Risale-i Nur has resolved nearly a hundred religious mysteries and the enigmas of the Qur'anic truths, such that the ignorance of each of these mysteries led many people to doubt and suspicion, and they could not free themselves from hesitation, and sometimes even lost their faith. Now, even if all the non-believers were to gather, they could not overcome these mysteries after their discovery. A part of this is indicated in the Inâyet-i Seb'a of the Twenty-Eighth Letter. God willing, these mysteries will be compiled in a separate treatise at some time.
Kastamonu Lâhikası
·Mektup 129
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