God's Manifestations Regarded As One Soul

Buildings on The Arc on Mount Carmel in Haifa, Israel.

by Glenn Franco Simmons

Rather than the major world’s religions being separate, what if they were a part of a single, progressively revealed religion, akin to chapters in a book?

“The Bearers of the Trust of God are made manifest unto the peoples of the earth as the Exponents of a new Cause and the Revealers of a new Message. Inasmuch as these Birds of the celestial Throne are all sent down from the heaven of the Will of God, and as they all arise to proclaim His irresistible Faith, they, therefore, are regarded as one soul and the same person. For they all drink from the one Cup of the love of God, and all partake of the fruit of the same Tree of Oneness,” wrote Bahá’u’lláh  in “Gleanings from the Writings of Bahá’u’lláh.”

“These Manifestations of God have each a twofold station,” He explained. “One is the station of pure abstraction and essential unity. In this respect, if thou callest them all by one name, and dost ascribe to them the same attributes, thou hast not erred from the truth. Even as He hath revealed: ‘No distinction do We make between any of His Messengers.’ For they, one and all, summon the people of the earth to acknowledge the unity of God, and herald unto them the Kawthar of an infinite grace and bounty. They are all invested with the robe of prophethood, and are honored with the mantle of glory. 

“The other station is the station of distinction, and pertaineth to the world of creation, and to the limitations thereof,” Bahá’u’lláh continued. “In this respect, each Manifestation of God hath a distinct individuality, a definitely prescribed mission, a predestined revelation, and specially designated limitations. Each one of them is known by a different name, is characterized by a special attribute, fulfills a definite mission, and is entrusted with a particular Revelation. …”

In “Epistle to the Son of the Wolf,” Bahá’u’lláh further elaborated on the Messengers’ unity.

“That the divers communions of the earth, and the manifold systems of religious belief, should never be allowed to foster the feelings of animosity among men, is, in this Day, of the essence of the Faith of God and His Religion,” He wrote. “These principles and laws, these firmly established and mighty systems, have proceeded from one Source, and are rays of one Light. That they differ one from another is to be attributed to the varying requirements of the ages in which they were promulgated.”

He also had a message specifically for Bahá’ís.

“Gird up the loins of your endeavor, O people of Bahá, that haply the tumult of religious dissension and strife that agitateth the peoples of the earth may be stilled, that every trace of it may be completely obliterated. For the love of God, and them that serve Him, arise to aid this sublime and momentous Revelation. Religious fanaticism and hatred are a world-devouring fire, whose violence none can quench. The Hand of Divine power can, alone, deliver mankind from this desolating affliction. …”

(Editor’s note: This essay is not an official Bahá’í publication. Please visit the Bahá’í International Community’s main website or more information about the Bahá’í  Faith and its authoritative online library. This article was assisted by Grok, xAI's AI model. Such use does not imply Grok, xAI’s or AI’s endorsement of such use.)

Biking To Church & Seeking Faith

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by Glenn Franco Simmons

Bahá’ís believe in Progressive Revelation, which is an unfolding of God's Word through Divine Messengers sent at key intervals in human history to renew and advance religious truth on earth. The concept is akin to a physician prescribing medicine tailored to a patient’s changing condition, Grok noted.

Progressive Revelation is one of the key concepts that attracted me to this wonderful Faith, at the age of 17, and it was an answer to my youthful, prayerful questioning of God about why there were so many religions.

Those questions started before the age of 6 or 7, when I started bicycling to church alone. I had friends who were Jewish, Christian and Buddhist and two were from other nations! We were like brothers, yet we all worshipped differently. Even at such a young age, I was intrigued.

Why?

However, thanks to Grandma Hill being a Baptist, my focus was on finding out more about God and His Holiness Jesus Christ.

My “why” questions kept bubbling to the surface to the more-than-obvious irritation of my otherwise nice Sunday School teacher. Finally, she burst the bubbles and asked my parents to take me out of summer school because I asked too many questions.

They did.

From The KJV.

My late brother Mario (Martin Franco III) started calling me “Why,” because I then started asking my parents, Lee and Helen Simmons, so many questions, especially on long drives in a beat-up, barely running station wagon to Thousand Oaks, Los Angeles, Anaheim, San Diego and other places in search for a new job for Dad. Grandma Helen Mae Hill and my newborn baby sister Nancy Caroline Simmons (Nancy Vizenor) also came along for some of those trips.

That is one reason I became a journalist. I enjoy asking questions and learning. My curiosity fueled my journalism career in radio, print and digital. It helps keep me active in retirement.

I soon found a Lutheran Church just down the street on the opposite side. Its Sunday School teachers did not seem bothered by all my questions. I wanted to join it, but I could not because my parents would not become Lutheran, which obviously is understandable because that was not their belief.

Because Dad had earlier lost his personnel job in an aerospace recession, we moved to Freshwater, near Eureka, Calif., in one of the most picturesque parts of this beautiful world, where he eventually became the county’s personnel director and had a scintillating reputation. Nancy, the youngest of his four daughters, has followed in his tradition at Cal-Poly Humboldt in Arcata, Calif., where my father finished his career as personnel director and where Nancy now works as a professor.

Alone most of the time, I roamed countless miles of forests that featured old- and second-growth redwoods in my youth with my Registered Irish Setter, Shannon of The Redwoods.

On many of those occasions, because I was now all alone, I often asked God to reveal Himself because I could no longer bicycle to the closest church, which I estimate was nine miles away. I could have done it physically and I can still feel the excitement of my anticipation of being able to return to church, but the busy two-lane road to get there was extraordinarily dangerous ~ especially with trucks, so my parents kiboshed that idea.

So, the answer to the prayerful questioning came a few years later when Clayton Taylor, a teacher at Eureka Senior High School, taught me about Progressive Revelation.

My heart and soul were stirred. I felt an energy in me I had only experienced once before (explained below). I would call it an exhilaration. There was also a deep desire to learn more about this new religion but also other religions, including Christianity, Islam, and Judaism.

Many more answers followed that were queried at various times of my life: from those Sunday School experiences; grade-school years of roaming the redwoods and asking questions; getting and reading “The Book of Mormon” from my Grandma and Grandpa Simmons and asking them questions via USPS mail; Catholic Christian youth groups that friends wrangled my reluctant parents into bringing me to; my thousands of talks with Grandma Hill who instilled in me my deep, abiding belief in God and Jesus Christ, took me to church, answered my questions, and encouraged my belief, and loved me and nurtured me; my teen years when I would use the shower and as water poured over my head, I would plead with Jesus to baptize me; the utterly thrilling Christian Revival at Eureka Senior High School Auditorium.

From The KJV.

It was at that Revival I felt the love, comfort and healing of Jesus Christ temporarily ease the horrific pain of my early years when my brother and I lost our birth father. 

The Holy Spirit’s power electrified my entire body, turning it into a galaxy of goose bumps that I still get to this day. Was it a peek of what is to come in the next life? Ah, another question.

When I learned of the Faith’s peaceful, unifying vision of the future (which other religions and/or denominations also have; I do not want to discredit them) and other aspects personal to me, I knew in my heart I was going to become a Bahá’í. And I did. I was known as the Baby Bahá’í for a long time, even though at 6’4”, I towered over most of the other Bahá’ís.

From “The Advent of Divine Justice.” (P. 32). Excerpt: © BIC. AI Art by Glenn (CC BY-NC-ND 4.0.)

And I still love Jesus. Becoming a Bahá’í only deepened my love for Him and expanded it to other Manifestations.

When my wife Kathleen had physical difficulty, I found a church for her that I attended with her and loved it. There is another church I have visited in Carson City that is equally loving and welcoming to all who come. The fellowship and unity are certainly to be celebrated.

There will be more. I would like to visit all denominations and pray with them and share in the fellowship of loving God and Jesus. It fills my heart with joy.

We have been to a synagogue and had a wonderful time, thanks to an invitation from a past doctor. We were invited to one of the synagogues in San Francisco but never got to make that trip. 

Walk by a church and listen to whatever type of singing and music they feature, because it is diverse, and you may also be blessed to hear a robust congregation participate. 

If you are fortunate, you may hear absolute joy, as voices in unison reach for the Heavens and celebrate the one God Whom we love.  

Tell me your heart is not moved. Mine is. Every time. 

 Amen.