May 01, 2015
What I Know
I
could tell you something about some of the few vacations I have had from the
particularized patterns of responsibility that are mine in this divine
arrangement. I have had a few vacations. But it would sound so fantastic to you
and much of it could not possibly be put in words. Now I could, perhaps, make
it entertaining, perhaps a little spectacular, a little sensational, talking to
you about some of the journeys that I have made through the universe itself and
on out into the cosmos. I am not talking about while I was living in this
particular body that you see here. I am talking about something that worked out
in intervals between particularized manifestations in this sphere of things.
And for some it might have some meaning; for others it would not. I am not
particularly interested in talking about it, in any case, right now. I mention
it for one purpose only: to help you to see that there are these different
levels, that there are these aspects of being.
Maturity causes the individual to begin
to stand out as an individual from his fellows. If there is an unwillingness to
allow the divine distinctions to appear in the expression of life, that person
is insisting upon remaining a baby. Why should there be this fear of being
different—because we certainly are, from the divine standpoint, each totally
different from every other. We are individuals, and if we try to conform to
some humanly designed mold we will remain self-centered and we will never
discover who we are.
Perhaps one of the reasons why human
beings are afraid of being different is because of the mass attitude in this
regard which tends to ridicule, to judge, and to condemn. There is a fear of
being hurt, a fear of being condemned, a fear of being ridiculed. If we are
subject to fear we remain self-centered. Fear is one of the spirits of
self-centeredness. The fear of being hurt, insofar as our feelings are
concerned, is one of the controlling elements in relationship to the vast
majority of human beings. And so there is an endeavor to hide in the mass. Human
beings seek to hide themselves behind their fellows, hide themselves from God.
God, properly speaking, must find
expression through human beings to be known. If human beings are hiding
themselves behind their fellows they are hiding themselves from God, because
they are preventing the divine expression from appearing through themselves.
Most people have a peculiar concept of what it would mean to hide from God—but
to hide from God is to refuse to give the expression of the divine nature
manifest form in the living of life. The individual who remains self-centered
is hiding from God, and one of the attitudes of self-centeredness is to seek to
conceal oneself behind others, to remain a part of the crowd, without being too
much different. Just little differences may be all right, and the individual
feels the need of some sort of individuality in that sense, so various patterns
of small differences have been worked out which are acceptable in the overall
state of the human norm; but none of these things are a revelation of
individuality, none of these things are more than a pretense. Human beings
playing children's games, pretending to be something, dressing up for the part,
so to speak, but not actually being anything.
It seems that the most effort human
beings put forward, in the world as it now is, is to endeavor to conform to the
patterns which are established by man, to be acceptable according to that norm,
and it is fatal, literally fatal, as millions and billions of human beings have
discovered sooner or later, but then it does not do them any good. We need to
wake up to the fact while it still may do us some good. Unless we wake up to
the fact while we are still living, the experience of maturity and the
revelation of God's action on earth is impossible. And where God is not allowed
to act there is destructiveness, disintegration, death. We see a world in which
God has not been allowed to act, a world full of self-centered human beings,
full of babies playing with destructive toys, without rhyme or reason or true
purpose.
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