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ABRAHAM

The Birth of Jesus

DECEMBER 27, 2004

WOODS CROSS GROUP

I am ABRAHAM. Greetings, I do love these small, more intimate groups. The energy this evening is indeed promoting peace, something we can all use after the busy holidays.

I still find the story of Jesus, born as a helpless babe, on this material world fascinating. I find the happenings that led up to the birth intriguing. I realize that the Master was meant to come here, that was the plan. From a mortal standpoint however, I am always in awe of those things Father can make happen. For example: the visitation of Gabriel to Mary, the dream that Joseph had, the fact that Elizabeth was beyond her child bearing years and could still carry a child. These things to me are real and something I could relate to from a mortal standpoint. We must realize however, these events did not happen one right after the other in such a fast pace, no.

God has His time and God’s time is perfect. That is the one thing I have found most difficult as a mortal, God’s time and my time were not the same. A year to me could be the blink of an eye to Father. Believe me, I was then and sometimes still am, impatient and anxious to see every outcome. How blessed are we that Michael of Nebadon chose our small planet as a bestowal experience. How blessed are we that He set a fine example from infancy to adulthood. How blessed are we now that we have information, meaning living revelation and the Urantia book to broaden our view. How blessed are we that we are not bound by tradition and have every possibility before us.

Thank you for allowing me to share in your lives, your experiences and know that I am with understanding that impatience is a burden hard to bare. It would seem appropriate this evening to discuss Father’s presence in our everyday lives. Spiritual loneliness has driven even the best of us to find temporary fulfillment, even in a negative manner. The human mind is fascinating, with all its idiosyncrasies and interpretations. We each know that life is not continual joy. There are various emotions. There are hard times. There are complex situations. This is typical mortal life.

A life barren of the spirit however, is to have repetitive negative thinking. This negative thinking keeps one downcast all the time. There is no balance. Life lived without the Father’s presence is a thirst that is never quenched, a hunger that is never satisfied. Many who know this spiritual loneliness are thrill seeker’s, always looking for that next temporary high.

How do we combat spiritual loneliness? You could attribute most of it to the mind, how you think. What goes into your mind? What are you sensing? One who holds fast to past anger will certainly create a barrier between themselves and spirit, of course worsening the situation. It is most wise to turn off the world around you. Have not worry of any material. Have not worry of any loved ones, deprivation, so to speak, nothing but your mind and the spirit. We can go to the well of the Father and drink deeply His abiding love. It is possible to not have worry for tomorrow or even have anger over the past.

As we approach this new year we can put our focus toward strengthening our bond with the Father, Michael and Mother. Ponder this spiritual loneliness. If you have God you have everything. Father is indeed sensible. He would lead you upon a path of common sense. He would not walk the path for you, no. He would however go before you to clear the way. Father would not allow His children to indulge in irresponsible behavior and then remove their difficulties. What would that serve? How would that help? He would show various solutions you could choose. He would show you how to help yourself. He is a good Father.

This week make effort to turn off the world and tune into Him. Ponder those facts of God’s time and your time. Remember the focus for the coming new year. That is all. Know that each time we meet I am with more affection for you. Go in peace. Until next time, shalom.

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