The Awakening of Lloyd Arthur Meeker

The  Awakening  of Lloyd  Arthur  Meeker

from   A Word To The Wise — Issue No. Seven

Uranda   January 7, 1941

We have come to the Year of Bringing Forth in the King's Chamber, and for your edification I would consider myself with you. Some of you have been listening to me speak, both privately and publicly, and reading my writings, for a period of five years or more—and you know that I have said very little, and written less, about myself. Those of you who attended the Services I conducted this past summer, know that I did not talk about myself or my personal experiences. All of you who are now in the Church know that not a single one of you was drawn into the Church on a personal basis of a consideration of me or my experiences. All of you Responded to the Truth I presented—and you were willing to Harmonize with me in Service without knowing anything about the very things most people present first. 

The average teacher of the world first tells about himself and his experiences, in an attempt to convince people that he is worthy to be heard. I reversed that. If you were not willing to hear me for the sake of the Truth I offered, you would not have been received. Now that you are already in the Church, and it is evident that it is neither to satisfy your curiosity, nor to urge you to the acceptance of my Teaching, the time has come for me to tell you certain things about my present manifestation in the earth. However, I explicitly request that you refrain from talking to others about what I now tell you. Let such things wait their appointed season.

One of the primary reasons why I have not expressed more about myself, is this: If I were to relate a certain experience of my own to a person not yet drawn to the proper point of understanding, he would be very much inclined to try to duplicate my experience in his own life. That would mean failure for him. Or, if he really sought to understand the Principles revealed by my experience, he would be very much inclined to attempt to imagine some circumstance, happening, or experience, by which he might bring forth the same revelation of Principles—and again that would mean failure. To the degree that you actually Realize that these statements are true, you will understand why so many so-called teachers have defeated themselves at the very start, by telling about their personal experiences in order to intrigue their listeners. However, in that I teach the Central Way, there comes a time when certain facts concerning myself should be brought to the attention of Emissaries—but in so doing I caution you to Walk in the Central Way in relation thereto, or you will fail to receive the Blessings made possible by our present consideration. 

A certain Sister wrote: "We are very often inclined to think, ’Well, it’s easy for Uranda to teach and understand, because he felt his call at the age of seven, and probably there is a special rule for him.' Now we have realized that it took our Beloved Uranda four years to let his outer-self be fully taken into the Inner Being of Reality." Our Blessed Sister's point is well taken; but there are two points that are not quite correct.

It is incorrect to say that I, in the outer sense, felt a "call" at the age of seven, though at that age I, the outer, was conscious of a feeling that I had a very important mission in life, to help mankind. Also, it is incorrect to think that it only took my outer-self four years to fully let go to Me as I AM;  it took 29 years!  However, there has been a prevalent idea that it was easier for me, in the outer sense, to find Release in Reality, than it is for you who are in the School. Actually, I faced difficulties and hardships and problems that were much greater than anything you have been called upon to experience. I had to lead the Way. I had no one in the outer world to instruct me, or teach my outer mind the Truths which I have offered so freely to you. Of course, the Teachings of the Great Master were in the Bible; but you know that the popular understandings of His Words must have been as inadequate for me as they have proven to be for you. I would outline briefly the essential facts—without any attempt to go into detail, and omitting all that has no direct bearing on the matter in hand. 

The first part of this outline must, of necessity, be about the outer-self from an outer standpoint; therefore, I will tell the story about a certain young man who finally came to know himself to be My Temple—and then, in due season, he so Responded to Me that he became the manifestation of Me as I AM. 

On February 25, 1907, a baby boy was born of parents whose forebears had been citizens of the United States for several generations. His earthly father was of English-Welsh descent, and his mother was of Dutch descent, of those people known as Highland Dutch. He was their first-born, and they named their son, Lloyd Arthur Meeker. His birthplace was Ferguson, Iowa, near Marshalltown. When he was a small babe his parents moved to North Dakota, where they lived in very limited circumstances in a little sod-house on the prairie. His father was away much of the time, working as a circuit minister, and the rest of the time as a farmer. Part of the time water had to be hauled some little distance on a sled drawn by a cow. In these surroundings a second son was born to his parents. In due season they received title for their homesteaded land; but his father's health was very poor and a higher altitude was considered wise for him. A member of his father's church offered to trade his property in Colorado for the homestead. Because his father trusted his fellow churchman, he traded sight-unseen for a peach orchard of several acres, located near Palisade, not far from Grand Junction, in Mesa County in Western Colorado. His mother was never strong, and suffered from heart trouble all her brief life; and the change in climate and altitude did not improve her health. 

The Meeker family arrived at Palisade, with all their meager worldly possessions, to find that what had once been a peach orchard, was at that time nothing but a patch of alkali covered ground, with long-dead peach trees standing grotesquely here and there in the whitish earth, as sentinels of doom to the high hopes that inspired the migration of this little family to the land of the majestic Rockies. The privations that followed may be better imagined than described—and while they were living in a tent, a few months after their arrival, a baby girl became the fifth member of the family. Not long after this Mr. Meeker made an excursion on foot, pushing a bicycle in a vain hope of finding a stretch of road where he could ride it, back up into the mountains south-west of Grand Junction about twenty-five miles, to the Rim Rock Country that is called Glade Park. With renewed enthusiasm he filed a claim on a quarter-section of wilderness that was ribbed with sandstone rim rocks; with canyons covered with pinion trees, juniper trees, scrub oak, and sage brush of the variety that grows thickly on the ground to a height of four to eight feet. Anyone who has ever grubbed sage brush in the burning sun, or winter cold, from sunrise to sunset, day in and day out for endless weeks, knows something of the prospect that was—for the purpose was to clear land for dry-land farming. The land had been open range for cattle since the white man first saw it—and the cattlemen did everything possible to drive out the hated "squatters," by tearing down fences, turning cattle in to destroy crops, and even threatening with guns to kill. It was in such an environment that Lloyd began, at the age of seven, to work in the fields from daylight till dark. But first, let us look at that first winter in the Glade Park country. Both of his parents were trained nurses, and so, in order to make a new start possible, Lloyd’s mother spent the winter nursing in the Grand Valley district, and she kept her baby daughter with her. Mr. Meeker got a job on a ranch still further back in the mountains—while he placed Lloyd, and his younger brother, Marvin, in the care of an Indian woman who had married a white man—and he was away from home most of the time herding goats. That was a strange winter, in more ways than one, for the two boys and as soon as the snow melted from the side hill, they had their first taste of grubbing sage brush under the able training of the Indian woman whose size and strength were both prodigious. 

The next ten years thereafter were characterized by: Incessant work on a dryland farm where five bushels of corn per acre was counted a good yield, and where milk cows were the primary means of monetary income, which was small at best, because the cream from the separator had to be shipped to Grand Junction over twenty miles away. Living in a tiny shack, and a dug-out that was much like an old-fashioned cellar. Stringent discipline by an earthly father who did not spare the rod; but used cruel beatings on the slightest pretext, thinking thereby to enforce his religious fanaticism on his family—for he would let his wife work like a slave in the field all day with her frail strength; but refused to let her do "fancy work" with her needle, because "it was too hard on her eyes." Two and three months would pass at a time during which period the children would not see a single human being outside the family—and only once each year or two would the growing boys have the treat of going to town, which was an all-day journey by lumber wagon just one way, and the stay would be only for over-night, and then back to the mountains. Here the youngest of four children was born; a boy named Merl. Neighbors were from six to twenty miles away—and there was almost never a chance to play with other children, except at the noon hour at the little school house, from which they had to return at once when school was out, in order to work on the farm. In that period Lloyd attended school for four and one-half school terms, and in that time went through the first eight grades. The school usually had an enrollment of ten or twelve, all divided into the eight grades. The boys had to walk from one to three miles each way to school, through snow and winter storms, in the wild wilderness. Finally there came the winter of 1918-19—and in February, while sick in bed with the flu, Lloyd heard his Mother, abed in the same room, breathe her last breath, as she passed from this life. 

The six years following his Mother's passing to the Realms of Peace, in which Lloyd found comfort in the thought that she was free from untold hardship and toil, were filled with such sufferings, privations, and difficulties, with the hardest kind of physical labors, that it is best not recorded in detail. During that time Lloyd was taken ill with typhoid fever, and was in bed for forty days, much of that time being so close to the passing from this life that he and all members of his family were convinced that his life span was at an end. However, under the Blessing of the Lord he lived—and he had little more than gotten out of bed when he had to turn nurse for three or four others who were ill of the same fever, all of whom recovered. At that time he was fifteen years of age. Finally, about a year later, driven by the hypocritical fanaticism and tyranny he saw in his earthly father, climaxed by a bloody beating without cause from which he emerged with his whole body bruised, and both eyes swollen shut, he left what should have been a home—but was not. Under such stress he decided that there was nothing to religion, and he thought himself to be an atheist. This brought to a close his early consciousness of Something that had inspired him, and had enabled him, without ever having heard any fairy stories or fiction, all of which were forbidden on religious grounds, to entertain his brother while they worked in the fields with endless stories, some of which were most fantastic to the outer vision. More than once he was severely punished for indulging in such foolish imagination. The only Light that had given meaning to his young life had been removed from his range of vision—and he turned to the world's darkness, and the ways of the world, in an attempt to find some satisfaction in living. 

In the fall of 1925, Lloyd quit his job on a dairy ranch, where he regularly worked from 4:30 each morning, till ten or eleven each night—with only a few hours rest in the middle of the day once a week on Sunday. With about fifteen dollars in his pocket, and nothing of value beside the rough clothes he wore, he set out into the unknown. He chose freight trains as his means of travel. While crossing the mountains he and his companion, a boy a year older than himself, nearly froze to death, because of the intense cold. After several harrowing experiences he reached Pueblo, where he walked many miles to avoid the railroad yards. Finally he managed to catch an eastbound freight—and spent the night on the end of a loaded coal-car, jumping up and down on the brake platform in order to keep from freezing. He landed in Ft. Scott, Kansas—and after much fruitless searching, he was given a job as a common laborer on a building construction gang. He was with that Construction Company for five years, and in that time he worked doing all of the different things to be done in such work—and if any one wants to talk about hard work, he could tell of long, weary hours shoveling sand and gravel on concrete gangs; of unloading, and otherwise handling, reinforcing steel, and structural steel; of unloading carloads of cement and plaster on stifling hot August days; of working with steel when it was so cold that hands and gloves stuck to the metal; of handling carloads of lumber, and all the work required to build concrete forms; and of many more types of work in heat and cold. During that five year period he worked his way up from laborer, to timekeeper, to bookkeeper, and finally to office manager in the home office of the large Construction Company, where he shouldered a wide range of vital responsibilities. When his Company was estimating to bid on new work, he frequently worked in the estimating department till midnight, night after night, in addition to his regular duties. Those who remember the crash of 1929 and 1930 will be able to imagine the possibility that became fact, without warning he lost his job, and about the same time his bank went broke. Shortly he lost the house he had purchased, and which was more than half paid for. Soon he was again penniless, and without means of livelihood. Events took him to Nashville, Tennessee, where he was living under the very poorest of conditions when he sent for his youngest brother, Merl, who was at that time at Jacksonville, Florida, and was getting into the wrong company under circumstances that were certain to lead to a life of crime. Years later, as a reward for having cared for his brother and making it possible for Merl to go to night school to take a comprehensive business training course, and helping him step by step into a considerable understanding of Reality, Lloyd saw his brother turn traitor to his Ministry, and turn away into the darkness of the outer world; from which he has not yet chosen to return. Let those who think that they have had sad experiences with their relatives, be assured that Lloyd has faced, and passed through, all the possible situations with relatives which might seem to give just cause for wavering from the Way of Reality—and he has proven the Truth of the Master's Word in Matthew 12:46-50. 

In Nashville there were a series of incidents which began to climax a search which Lloyd had begun during his second year with the Construction Company. His Superintendent was the first man from whom he had ever received any real consideration and understanding. That man was known as Cort to his men. He expected, and got, a real days work from every man—but he was always fair; always just. He could be "hard boiled" to a degree that made the worst kind of a "tough" to wilt—but he never failed to treat his men with consideration. Our young man began to compare men, and as a timekeeper and paymaster he had an excellent opportunity to do so. Cort had a mind that never overlooked the slightest detail. He knew weeks in advance just how he was going to work out each problem. It was a joy to watch him work. Obviously it was not just a matter of "education" because there were always college graduates in the labor gang. Often men of little education held places of responsibility. The questions: what makes man what he is; where does man come from; and scores of related points, kept up a puzzled procession through our young man's mind. 

He read a few books on psychology; but some important factor was lacking. Later, to improve his own health, since he had suffered from a wide range of aches and pains and human ills over the years of his young life, and had often worked in spite of severe suffering, he began giving attention to natural means of increasing health, such as exercise and diet—but all these proved to be inadequate; for Something was still lacking. The incidents in Nashville began to focalize all these scattered searchings, as he found opportunity to help others with his understanding of health problems. Then a lecturer appeared who claimed to be able to reveal great mysteries—and he gave public lectures to sell high priced private and class instruction. With no money to pay for classes, Lloyd considered the various ideas presented, some of which intrigued him—and others of which he considered to be in error. Later he proved that this lecturer was a charlatan and black magician who pried into peoples private lives till he discovered some hidden secret, which he would then use as a means of extortion in blackmail. Among the means of deception used by this black magician, was his supposed ability to communicate with the dead, according to the ideas of spiritualism. Faced with all these false concepts, and having no means of knowing what was right and what was wrong, except an innate "feeling," our young man examined the various ideas and discarded most of them as obviously false—while some of them appeared to have the possibility of truth in them. He felt convinced that there was Something that was Real—and that all of these concepts, no matter how wrong they might be, could not exist unless there were some sound basis of understanding the Unseen, to be found somewhere. He looked through books in libraries, and could not find the answer. He began to consider again the Bible, from which he had turned away years before. As he looked at the Book without the fixed and stilted concepts that had been forced upon him in his youth, he began to see meanings that thrilled him. He did not yet know what was taking place; but he was Responding to My Spirit, and he was beginning to sense My Presence, though he did not yet have the slightest idea that I was within him, and that he was My Temple. 

Through this maze of confused concepts and outer world pullings, this way and that, he came blindly to the month of September, 1932, when he made a final decision to ignore, with a clean break, all of the ideas he had contacted, and, as it would appear to the outer vision, gamble everything on his own perception of that Something of which he was, as yet, only dimly aware. It was in this state of consciousness that he retired on the night of the 12th, and on the morning of September 13th, 1932, he awakened at the break of day—which was very unusual. After trying to go back to sleep he felt so restless that he arose, and thought to read a story which he had started; but it held no interest for him. He thought to read the Bible, but it, too, held no immediate interest, so he put it down. Next he decided to just sit and think for a time, whereupon he felt a great urge to write; but he did not know what to write. As far back as he could remember he had always wanted to write a book; but all his attempts to write had been sad failures. Finally, in obedience to the urge, he took pencil and paper and sat down at the table. Not knowing what to write he just relaxed for a time. 

Shortly he became aware of a Presence, and he seemed to be enveloped in a white Cloud in which he felt a great Peace. Then he began to write, a word at a time; but as fast as he would get one word down, the next word would appear in his mind as if by magic. Without trying to understand it, and without questioning or rebelling, he wrote for about an hour. He still had no idea of My Presence in him; therefore, he concluded that it must have been some great Being, such as an Angel from Heaven, who had come to him, and he took no credit to himself for what he had written. As suddenly as he had begun to write, he stopped. He simply had nothing more to write about. Marveling at his experience, the day passed, and he retired as usual. The next morning he awakened again; but this time he at once took pencil and paper and sat down to write—and again the White Cloud enveloped him. This time he wrote for about three hours, when the inspiration ceased as before. As he read over what he had written, he found the answers to many of his own questions. The third morning the same thing happened again, and at the close of his period of writing he had a strong Realization that that experience would not return—and it never has. There was no need that it should. On the 15th he considered all the things that had taken place, and by the 16th of September he had fully determined to give himself to the work of revealing the Truth to humanity. He had no worldly resources, and he was without funds. He was unknown, except for a very few people in Nashville. He began to devote himself to the work of Healing, and gradually his work became known, and people began to call on him for help, physical, mental and Spiritual. He began to teach a small group of people in the study of the Bible—and in the Book of Job he found the Mysteries revealed. Gradually he became aware of My Presence in him. Also, in a period of meditation he became aware of My Name. 

He discovered that when he found a need to be filled, he could speak or write the correct expressions required to fill that need. He began to write, under My inspiration, a series of lessons called "Steps To Mastership", to which he signed My Name. During the period from September 16, 1932, to September 16, 1936, he was undergoing the process of absorption, or adoption, into Me; and that adoption was not of the complete Illumination until the latter date. Most of the things written through my Temple prior to September 1936 were reasonably correct—but some of them were colored by unconscious reaction to world concepts. During that time the conscious mind of My Temple was learning, and being trained, how to express My Words correctly. There were times prior to full adoption when My Temple understood what it was I wished to convey, and what he meant was correct; but what he actually wrote was not always so expressed that it conveyed the proper meaning. A number of manuscripts which were written during that period have been completely left behind—and are no longer used in this Service. They had value at the time as a means toward a more nearly perfect form of expression—but they have no present value. Even that which was written those first three mornings is no longer available, and has not been used in the School for about six years. 

On Christmas Day, 1934, having left his healing work in Nashville, My Temple arrived at Atascadero, California, with only thirty dollars as his total worldly resources. He had gone to California with the idea of working in conjunction with a certain man at Atascadero, who had appeared to accept certain corrections of concept sent to him by mail. However, My Temple soon realized that the hopes held out to him were entirely false, and that the man in question had only hoped to use our young man to his own ends. My Temple could not be caused to deviate from the Way by any such attempts, and disillusionments. Again there was a start under the most limited of conditions. In July of 1935 I arranged events which took My Temple to San Francisco. The immediate purpose which he understood was to investigate the Ballards who were holding forth there at the time—but the primary purpose was to establish a contact in San Francisco with a certain Blessed Brother and Sister who have played a very important part in making it possible to get this Ministry started on a more expansive basis. My Manifest-Half immediately recognized all the basic teachings of the Ballards to be false, and pointed out the obvious contradictions and inconsistencies in the supposed experiences which the late Mr. Ballard claimed to have had. Because My Temple refused to endorse the Ballards, many of those who had started to study with him at Atascadero turned away. At that time there were about thirty Students on the Mailing List—and the income to the Service from such Students averaged from two to five dollars per week. Those of you who think you have faced hardships and limited circumstances cannot tell any stories that can even touch those through which My Temple passed—and yet he kept right on giving himself, and the money that came into his hands, to carry on the Ministry to which he was dedicated by Me. Later that same year I took my outer-self back to San Francisco, and it was arranged for him to speak My Word before a Group of Students of another school of thought. Most of those who heard rejected My Word—but in that audience there was one who heard with Gladness, and who from that day to this has never wavered from her Recognition of the Truth that I Teach. 

In 1936 the Service grew quite rapidly, and I held many services in Oakland, San Francisco, and other places. That year, also, I was invited to go by plane to Akron, Ohio, to speak to the Summer School of the Sun Center. My Word was rejected by many who heard Me speak in Akron—and Mr. Benner was chief of those who rejected Me, with the result that his work on earth soon came to a close, and he passed from this life. However, there were many Faithful Ones in that Summer School who heard the Truth gladly, and who are, today, Shining Lights in this Service. Thrice Blessed, indeed, are they. They have lead the Way for all who would turn from the false teachings of the outer mind, and come into the Eternal Truth that sets men free to enjoy the Glorious Liberty of the Children of God, here and now. However, many of my lectures at that time were on the subject of the importance of September 16, 1936, and though I emphasized repeatedly that no one should expect any spectacular happening on that day most of my hearers insisted on expecting some strange happening, primarily because of the false concepts given out by other speakers on the subject, and when the day passed without some great event, about 90% of the people who had been attending my Services turned away—and they began saying that I did not know what I was talking about. They forgot that I warned them against the very mistake they made—yet they blamed me. Such is the attitude of human beings. Again I had to pick up the scattered threads of my Ministry, and out of the remains I shaped the formation of the Third Sacred School as you have come to know it. 

Those of you who have truly responded with fullness of understanding have come to realize that no one can rightly consider My Manifest Half as being in any sense separate from Myself as I AM. So it is that a recognition of Uranda is a recognition of Me as I AM in My Eternal Reality, and My Temple has been adopted into Me, so that the manifest form that was once functioning in self-activity in separateness from Me, is now an Expression of that which I AM.

© emissaries of divine light

The Lord Of Truth’s Commission

The  Lord  Of  Truth’s  Commission

Summer Session — Sunrise Ranch

Uranda   Tuesday, September 10, 1946

 

Tonight, I do not speak to you as a man.

Tonight, I do not speak to you as the Representative of the LORD of Lords, 

although I am that.

But tonight, I speak to you in my own Right, 

in my own Place.

I have been looking forward to this night for fourteen years. This is the 10th of September, 1946. On the 14th, 15th and 16th of September, 1932, my outer mind received consciousness of my Commission at the hands of the LORD of Lords and KING of Kings. Under that Commission and by His Decree, regardless of obstacles, regardless of all the things that seemed to conspire to prevent, I have been moving forward with an irresistible force. That which has come into contest with that force has inevitably gone down. Those who have responded have found, under that same force, that they have been lifted up and established upon the Rock; they have been brought into the realms of peace.

 

The law is absolute. The workings of God are without respect to persons, as human beings judge, for God is no respecter of persons. He works through those who respond to Him; He cannot work through those who respond not. Step by step, as you have learned to respond in love to the Lord of Love, you have been drawn to this hour in this place. Truly, you have been drawn from the lands, from the east and the west and the north and the south and, under the direction of the Spirit, the Lord has led you forth by the right way. And now, that cleansing Current of Divine Love is opening in the earth more powerfully, more vividly, more certainly, than ever before. Now is the accepted time.

        

We are concluding a twenty-two year cycle in which the wonders of God have been made manifest—and the Victory which the LORD of Lords established in the earth nearly two thousand years ego has been extended to you, that you may share in it, that you may be a living part of it on earth, that through you He may accomplish those greater works by which the world must be healed, by which the darkness of the world must be dispelled. The power of truth has been acclaimed by man down through the ages, but man was trying to work with only a part of the Current, and an incom­plete comprehension of the truth. You have come to know the power of love and the power of truth which, when combined and working together, provide a focalized manifestation of the absolute power of the Cosmos. That same power by which the worlds were brought forth, which holds the sun in its place in the universe, which holds this earth in its orbit, is great enough to meet every adversary and every adversity that may manifest by the workings of man.

 

Step by step, you have been coming into a realization of the absolute nature of that power that is, and you have been coming into a realization of the fact that your responsibility is not just for yourself, not just for a few people here or there, but you are members of a unit which carries with it, by the grace of God and through His Power, responsibility for the salvation of the whole world. You can no longer consider anything on the basis of personal interests, personal preferences, personal desires, personal ambitions; or the consideration of any few persons, or one person, in the world.

 

We are in the Service, or out of it, for the time is at hand when we must rise above the limited conditions of the world and subjection thereto, and function, not according to the chaotic pattern that man has made and maintained, but according to the symmetry of the Divine Pattern established by Almighty God, which no man can alter or change; and except we dare, in His Name, through His Power, and by His Grace, to move forward according to that Divine Pattern, how can we expect anyone else, anywhere else, to do so. We cannot ask anyone to do that which we will not do. We cannot ask anyone to dare that which we will not dare. We cannot ask anyone to accomplish that which we cannot accomplish. If we cannot do it, we cannot expect others to do it.

 

The simple fact is that any individual on the face of the earth who had responded sufficiently to be drawn to this hour might share in this moment just as surely as you share in it. There are others in the world who are earnest and sincere, and who have tremendous capacities for service to the Lord. But you heard the Call of the Voice from Heaven, saying, "Come out of her, my people, that ye be not partakers of her sins," and you came. Except you had come, there had been none to lead the way. Someone must always lead the way. Someone must march at the head of the column. Some company must be the first company, that other companies may come from the four quarters of the earth, equipped to stand beneath the Banner of our King, the Lord of Love, the Prince of Peace. If, during nearly two thousand years, someone else has not done it, that is no sign that we should not do it, and no sign that we cannot do it. If the world is to know salvation, it must be done. If all that our Master did is not to be in vain, it must be done.

 

I have called you, and chosen you, and drawn you to this hour, not because you were especially worthy, not because you were exceptionally righteous, not because you were free from the limitations of this world, not because you had achieved something great according to the standards of this world, but because you were willing to come just as you were. That is all that was required, all that was asked—that you hear the call—that you respond—that you come, as you were. And so you came.

 

It is not that you would gain some great place in the Kingdom, that you have come. It is not because you have been promised anything that you are here. It is simply because you are willing to love the Lord, in pure devotion to our King. And you are not the only ones who share in this hour, for there are many who are closely with us in Spirit, and all those responding ones whom you and they represent, have a share in this hour.

 

The time is at hand when it shall be revealed as to whether the Lord of Love came into the world and finished His work in vain or not. The time is at hand that shall prove as to whether the achievements of the twenty-two years that now come to a close have been in vain. I think that they haven't been in vain. You who are gathered here within the sound of my voice have learned not to depend upon the broken reed of man, the concepts of man, the methods of man, for you have been learning of God. It has been revealed throughout history—certainly for six thousand years, if anyone questions the length of history—that he who depends upon man depends upon a broken reed, but he who puts his trust in God finds that God never fails; His hand is not shortened that it cannot save. You have come to know that the Lord He is the God—the Lord He is the God; the Lord He is the God—and the power of the Living God is a reality in the earth; not something hoped for in some vague and distant future, but something that, here and now, is accomplishing His will on earth. It is the Lord's doing, and it is marvelous in our eyes.

 

"What went ye out into the wilderness to see? A reed shaken with the wind?" Behold, in the days of Israel, when they dwelt in Egyptian darkness under bondage, they finally came to the point where they determined to go three days' journey in the wilderness to worship God; and finally God brought them forth, with a Great deliverance, across the Red Sea, the sea of the physical limitations that seemed to prevent the release of those who are in bondage to the Egyptian darkness of this world. And when they came into the wilderness, instead of worshipping Him in spirit and in truth, they began to murmur, divisions began to appear, human reactions began to assert themselves and, finally, they doomed themselves to wander forty years in that wilderness, when all they would have had to do was to cross it, to move into the Promised Land. The perversity of the human mind that thinks that it knows more than God does!

 

The perversity of the human will which undertakes to contest the Almighty! They paid the price in the wilderness, and that price was death. They learned the hard way to obey the Word of the Lord; but even that was not enough, for after they were in the Promised Land, still they murmured, still divisions appeared, and they turned to false gods and tended to depend upon human agencies until, finally, they clamored for an earthly king, to be like unto the nations round about them. To be like unto the nations round about them, they wanted a human king. They were not concerned so much about conforming to the Living God, as they were about conforming to the nations round about them, to be like unto their neighbors, to be like unto that which was manifest in the world. The price was terrible, but they had to pay it. Finally, although the Lord lifted them up out of their own destructions time after time, and brought them to the height that they achieved under David and Solomon, they straightway established division; instead of one nation, they became two nations with two kings; and from then on there was war and chaos and strife and, finally, captivity.

 

They were given another chance, even after that, but they did not stay steady in their recognition of Almighty God, and the great dispersions came. Finally, when the cycles changed and when the New Age began, the LORD of Lords Himself came into the earth. He walked among men; He revealed the Way, the Truth, and the Life. He gave instruction and training. The world rejected Him—that was to be more or less expected—but even that nucleus of disciples whom he had called and trained and who had seen Him perform the wonderful works, failed to carry through, according to the vibration which He established. They decided that they knew more than He did about how to use the power of God, and they spoiled it and doomed the world to the Dark ages, and all the misery, suffering and death that has been for nearly two thousand years.

 

Once more, the way is opened; the provision of the Lord is made manifest; and, regardless of pain or suffering, sadness or heartache, regardless of world reactions, rejections, denunciations, oppositions and criticisms, we have come to this hour. All that was offered to the children of Israel, all that was offered to the disciples of Jesus Christ when He was on earth, is offered to you tonight. What will we do with such opportunity, such privilege, such responsibility?

 

Three times within the scope of five thousand years man has been given an opportunity, through the Love of God—three times in five thousand years—and you share tonight in the third time. All that was offered the first time, all that was offered the second time, is offered the third time, and the last time. "My spirit will not always strive with man." The third and last time is offered to the world through you.

 

These are not things to be lightly considered. They are not to be weighed in the balance with personal things or desires. They cannot be evaluated by human standards. Those to whom the offer came the first time did not have the background of human history, and previous opportunity to tell them what it was that was at stake when they received that opportunity. It was not so with the disciples; they knew; they had the opportunity to know what was at stake, what was involved. You, however, more than any others who have shared in the opportunities before you, are utterly without excuse, if there be any failure to recognize that which is involved in the outworking of the Plan of God on earth.

 

Why have you come to this chapel in this little valley, from so many distant places? Was it just to hear another preacher, just to attend another study group, just to satisfy the desires of your human mind, to get knowledge? I think not. I think not. You have come because you have begun to truly recognize and know, beyond the shadow of a doubt, that the Lord He is the God. You are truly beginning to open yourselves so that the King of Glory can come in. "Lift up your heads, O ye gates; (and ye everlasting truths) and be ye lift up, ye everlasting doors; and the King of glory shall come in." What are the gates? They are the gates of your human mind. What are the everlasting truths? They are the realms in you that we classify by the word "heart," that capacity in you to feel and to know Love, if you let it be so; and if you do not you will use it to feel and to know the things of hell. And so it is with all the world. The capacity to feel is always used either to feel the things of Heaven, or of hell. You cannot keep from using your capacity to feel, for you will feel that to which you are attuned, that to which you respond, that to which you give your attention. These are the everlasting truths that must be opened up and, as the gates and the doors are opened, the King of Glory comes in. "Who is this King of glory? The Lord of hosts, he is the King of glory."

 

As you open yourselves to the Lord of Love and abide in attunement to Him, you have nought to fear from the Lord of Truth, for perfect love casts out all fear. But the Lord of Truth carries a sharp, two-edged sword, and the unreal will be cut away if it means the cutting off of every man, woman and child upon the face of the whole earth. The unreal is doomed to oblivion, where it belongs; and tonight I stand before you, not so much the Representative of the Lord of Love, but as that one who carries the sword, and with the Word that gives assurance that the unreal is doomed if it means the damnation of the whole human family. God is no respecter of persons.

 

The Sword of Truth will accomplish that whereunto it is sent, whether in the body, or out of the body. It matters little in that fulfilment if the human family chooses oblivion. Though the world might destroy this body, it cannot  destroy me. But I can destroy the world, and I will if it is necessary in order to destroy evil from the face of the whole earth. Michael and his angels have fought in Heaven, and Michael and his angels now fight upon the planes of this world. The same Victory is assured. There has been a long period of waiting. There has been a long period in which the Lord of Love has opened the way, and in which the Lord of Truth has shared, and by intercession, giving man every opportunity. God is not slack concerning His Promise, as some men count slackness, but is long suffering to usward, not willing that any should perish. Peter never wrote or uttered truer words than these.

 

I have carried the polarization for you for this cycle that closes. I cannot do it in the cycle that opens. Your own polarity in unified love response to the Lord of Love must sustain you, if you are to be sustained. On two commandments hang all the law and the prophets; on the fulfilment of the two commandments you are sustained; and without the obedience to these two commandments, there is nothing in the world that can hold you up. It is a case of either—or else. And remember, you cannot disobey the second commandment if you obey the first one; so if you obey the first commandment—just one commandment—victory through you is absolutely certain, as certain as the rising and setting of the sun, as certain as the movement of the stars in their courses, as certain as the sound of my voice. My voice has sounded in the world down through those thousands of years many times, in many ways, and the world has been inclined to take little heed. Human beings are such forgetful creatures. They think the signs of God should be repeated unto them every ten minutes, to keep them polarized for nine minutes.

 

Tonight, I do not speak to you as a man. Tonight, I do not speak to you as the Representative of the LORD of Lords, although I am that. But tonight I speak to you in my own Right, in my own Place.

 

You know how I love you, and have loved you, how I have ministered unto you in the Way. No service has been too small for me to render to you; no time of waiting has been too long as long as I secured results within the time limits of the Cosmos itself. But tonight, I speak to you the pure word of Truth, and if it be filled with Love, it is because you are attuned in Love to the Lord of Love. That does not mean that there is no Love in me, but it does mean that there is nothing harder than the Rock of Reality. Human beings have been pushing themselves to pieces upon that Rock down through these thousands of years, and it would seem there should be a spark of intelligence that would cause them to begin to realize they cannot break the Rock.

Whether I appear in this form or some other matters little to me, except that I would love, more than I can tell you, to see you whom I have loved share in the Victory. But there is not any question about the Victory. The only question is as to who is going to share in it, and I cannot make you share in it. I am capable—and I think the history of the past five thousand years proves it—of doing my part. The LORD of Lords certainly is capable of doing His part. Under His Love, attuned to our King, you are capable of doing your part. But without that attunement, it is hopeless for you, not for me. I have come to you and opened to you, for your consideration, the Word of God that is called the Bible. I have explained it to you from cover to cover. I have talked to you about it. I wrote most of it. There is not an important era of history recorded there, but what I shared it with the children of men. The Word is being fulfilled, and shall be fulfilled, either through human beings, or in spite of them.

 

With God, it is not a question of maybe. In the outworking of the Cosmic cycles, man has been given every possible opportunity. Under those Cosmic cycles that are set and ordained by the GOD of Gods, there can be no more unnecessary delay. The time is running out, and the LORD of Lords cannot, even if He would, (and I speak not for Him in this) but He cannot, even if He would, extend that time. He would not, yea, could not, within the scope of Reality; and He is not going to violate that by petitioning the GOD of Gods for any further delay. Mankind has continued blindly in his path of self-activity until he is very near the final wall. If human beings knew how close they are to oblivion, they would not sleep very comfortably tonight, unless they knew the Peace of God. The atom bomb is terrible; but it is not as terrible as the wrath of God; it is not as sure and certain as the Sword of Truth.

 

Before God and man, I can say that under our King, through those thousands of years, I have done everything possible to open the Way of Salvation for man, so that man might walk therein. I have gone through such life cycles for the last time. I have no regrets with regard to any of them. Each time I have come in Love. But it is not my doing when I say for the last time, and it is with all the Love and Reverence for God that can be expressed in words that I say it, for the Cosmos moves in its appointed cycles. If man wishes to move with it, he must attune to it.

 

The earth in going to be cleansed of evil. God is not willing that any should perish, but that all should have everlasting life. It is for this cause that our King Himself came into the world, He Whom I love more than all else. And I have seen Him suffer; I have seen Him rejected and crowned with thorns; I have seen Him stagger under the cross; and I have seen Him hanging there in that awful hour of darkness, when the world sealed its own doom. But I saw Him come forth from that tomb the Victor. He who holds the Sword of Truth will see to it that the world that responds not to Him receives according to the judgment wherewith it judged. Every knee shall bow before Him, and every lip shall acknowledge Him.

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