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Mordecai sent a message to her, telling her to go to Ahasuerus and plead with him for the lives of their people. 

Esther hesitated, saying, ‘The king is in his inner court and only those who are commanded by him to enter are allowed in his presence. Any who are not called but who enter his inner court are swiftly and surely put to death, unless the king holds out his scepter.’

But Esther relented and said, ‘I will go, though it is against the law. And if he is displeased with me, I will certainly die.’

She dressed in her royal robes and went into the inner court where Ahasuerus reigned. Ahasuerus saw her and detected in her features fear and sadness. He pitied her and, because he loved her, he held out his scepter that she might live.

Ahasuerus spoke gently to her, ‘Why have you come to me in my inner court? Why would you come to me here, knowing that I have not called for you?’

Esther trembled in the presence of her husband, and said to him, ‘I have not come on my own account, but to ask something of you.’

Ahasuerus held out his hand and took Esther’s arm, drawing her nearer. He said, ‘Ask me whatever you will and I will grant it.’

But Esther said, ‘If it pleases you, I have prepared a dinner for you. Bring Haman with you and then I will make my request.’

Ahasuerus agreed to this and invited Haman to eat with him at his wife’s table. While the king reclined and drank the wine Esther had poured him, he said, ‘Tell me your request. I will grant you anything you ask, even to the half of my kingdom.’

But Esther said, ‘If it pleases you, come tomorrow with Haman and dine with me again, and then I will make my request.’

Ahasuerus relented, and said, ‘As you wish.’

On  the second day, again as Ahasuerus drank  his wine, he asked, ‘What would you ask of me, knowing that whatever you ask I will fulfill it for you?’

‘If it pleases you, annul your decree against the Jews, for I am Jewish. If you condemn them, then I must also die.’

When Haman heard these words he was astounded, and feared for his life. The king said, ‘I will revoke the decree that I sealed with my ring, but you must tell me who desired the death of the Jews.’

Esther pointed  to  Haman,  saying, ‘He is to  blame for this decree. He deceived you.’

Ahasuerus became angry and, to regain his composure, left the queen’s table and stepped out into the garden.

Haman pleaded with Esther that her intervention might spare his life. Pitifully he clutched at her robes and cried out,  ‘God forbid! I did bring the decree to the king for his judgment, but it was the king who permitted it. No power do I have whatsoever except at the pleasure of the king!’

Ahasuerus returned.  He saw Haman  clinging to Esther and said, ‘Would you even assault my wife in my own house? Hang him on his gallows!’ And when the king said this, his guards dragged Haman away.

Esther said, ‘Will you rescind the decree with which Haman tricked you?’

The king answered, ‘I will issue a second decree annulling the first. But do not say that Haman tricked me, for I am beyond any man’s power to deceive. It was I who deceived Haman by turning away his bribe with which he has built the gallows on which he hangs, and by sealing the decree against the Jews, through which Haman revealed himself to be the enemy of my beloved wife, and therefore my enemy.

Think awhile on Ahmad’s words: Did those in whose heart is sickness  think that God would not bring to light their rancor? At no point  was I misled, for I heard Mordecai’s lamentations at my gate and understood the reason for your fear in my inner court.’

Esther did not understand, and said, ‘If you knew these things, then why did you permit the first decree against my people?’

To answer this, Ahasuerus told Esther a story: ‘A company of jackals came upon a lion who had killed a gazelle and who sat serenely before his victim. Because these jackals knew they were no match for a lion, they kept a respectful distance.

They waited and watched, expecting the lion to sate his appetite on the flesh of the gazelle and to leave the carcass behind. But the lion did not devour his kill, but sat unmoving before it like a golden sentinel.

The  jackals complained  to  him,  “If you  will not  eat, then leave!”

The lion did not respond, but looked unblinkingly at them. Again the  jackals cried  out,  “Why do  you  loiter  over that carcass? Move aside that we may have our share!”

The lion said, “How can you claim any part of what is mine? Had you expended every effort to take possession of it, you would have never acquired it. When it lived, you knew such a thing was unattainable  to you. Now you gaze at its corpse and  lust after its cold blood and consider yourselves part- owners of my dominion.”

One jackal decided to test the lion. He snatched a piece of the gazelle’s flesh, swallowing it whole and returning unharmed to his comrades. The lion did not move and did not say a word

The jackal declared to his comrades, “He is no lion! He is a statue! Like stone he sits and stares and does not move. See how I stole from him?”

The other jackals said, “It was luck! How can he be a statue? Do statues speak? It is your good fortune that he did not kill you.”

But the jackal was undaunted and, rushing forward again, stole another morsel from the carcass, and met no opposition from the lion. The lion neither moved nor spoke.

At this sign, the other jackals were persuaded and fell hungrily on the flesh of the gazelle, paying no attention to the lion in their midst. But as they ate their fill, the lion bounded  up and fell upon the jackals before him, slaughtering them all and chastising them, declaring, “It was not luck that permitted you to steal from me. I allowed it to find the thieves among you.”’

When Ahasuerus was done with this story, he said, ‘I need not bring destruction on the people, even on those who do evil in my kingdom, for they readily bring destruction on themselves. This is what Muhammad, peace be upon him, meant when he revealed to the believers:

If God had willed, He would have avenged Himself upon them, but that He may try some of you by means of others. I quicken  men  in  their  paths,  whether  toward  good or  evil. Without  my  intervention  men  would  not  know  their  true selves.’”

When  John  had  finished  speaking, Herod  said  to  him,  “All you have said may be true, but why does it matter to him that I worship him?  You call him  the self-sufficing. How does my worship profit him?

You say he is exalted well above my belief or disbelief. How does my denial harm him? If my disbelief weakens him, he cannot be all-powerful. If it has no effect on him, what purpose do your admonitions  serve? How can it matter to this god of yours whether I take Herodias as my wife? Or whether I put you to death?”

John answered, “He needs nothing from you; there is nothing you presume to possess that He did not grant you and that He cannot take from you. He is the Giver. If He takes, He takes only what was given. Though He is self-sufficing, nothing suffices but Him. And if you set your affection on this world of dust, then you are lost and everything you love will be taken from you.

A certain woman was married to a cruel man who beat her and her children incessantly. His lips shed no word of kindness that wasn’t followed by a hundred  insults. His hand offered no gentle touch  that  wasn’t  preceded by a thousand  blows.

When he died his children rejoiced at their deliverance from his daily abuses and his tyranny, but his wife wept and moaned after him. Her mourning did not end but grew more pathetic each day. She moved out of her house and went to live in the mausoleum in which her dead husband was entombed. By his corpse she lay each night, wrapping his dead arms about her and imagining his putrid stench to be sweet perfume.

Her children believed their mother mad and they summonded a doctor in hope that he might recognize the malady and cure her. When the doctor found her beside her dead husband, wrapped in his rigid embrace, he was sickened and he turned away.

Her  children  asked after  their  mother;  the  doctor  replied,

‘The mausoleum is her fitting home. She is more dead than her husband.’”

John said, “The flame of desire cannot be put out with the oil of indulgence. The fire, a moment quenched, burns hotter for it and demands a greater portion. Do not feed your passions, or they will feed on you.

A fox and  a  jackal were friends  and  hunting  companions. Whatever  they  captured,  whether  by the  jackal’s  strength  or the fox’s wits, the jackal divided. He always divided the greater portion to himself, leaving only a few morsels for the fox.

Over time the jackal grew fat while the fox remained thin. Yet while the jackal’s  appetite never abated, the fox accepted the meager allotment which fell to him, for he considered his contentment the essence of wisdom.

One day, the fox and the jackal came upon a lion who had eyes for their flesh. The fox vanished into the bush. The jackal, however, who had grown fat in his companionship with the fox, fell easy prey to the lion.

Mocking him, the lion said, ‘Look at yourself, fat one. While you denied sustenance to the fox, you blessed him, for I forgive the fleeter footed. And while the fox permitted you to eat his portion with your own, he cursed you, and I will requite your appetite with my own.’

The jackal, as the lion tore the flesh from his bones, lamented, ‘My  own appetite has consumed  me. Hunger  kills even when indulged.’”

Herod said, “To what end will I deny myself the freedom of fulfilling my desires and  seeking my passions? What  value is there in this self-denial? Why not enjoy the brief freedom of self- indulgence? I would rather rule an hour on my throne than toil a lifetime in the service of any other.”

John replied, “There is no freedom; only service. You live and die in utter servitude and the more you chase after your passions, the more your passions rule over you and the more enslaved you become.

The king’s hawk was flying through  the forest and, seeing a raven, recoiled at the vision of his charcoal feathers and midnight eyes.

The raven saw the hawk in the livery of the king and he too recoiled, saying, ‘O wretched hawk, why have you permitted that king to make a prisoner of you? Leave the service of that unworthy one and join me.’

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