2011-05-18-While You Are Waiting

Session

Opening

[Preface from the Transmitter: Dear Friends, Our Creator Son never ceases to amaze me. He always brings what we need at just the right time. We all have difficulty believing that our Creator Son could love us in our weakened, imperfect states. But such a feeling is entirely our sentiments. For that one loves us in a way that we cannot understand. While we wait for his return will we give away the love that lives in our hearts? Will we tell our brethren that they are loved? While we are waiting for our beloved master's return will we bind up the brokenhearted and heal their festering wounds? Will we tell them that they are loved?]

Lesson

On this beautiful night I come to you child. You are to me a beautiful melody that rides on the wind. Why don’t you believe it? Why don’t you believe that I love you? That is such a severe problem on this sphere my child. Just as you struggle to believe that I could love you despite your immaturity and imperfections, so do many of your brethren have trouble with that. If you could only see what I see my child. I hold a rose aloft in my hands and I declare that this rose is you.

Can a rose held aloft ever be described with adequate words that describe such beauty? Have you ever examined the rose? What do you see when you examine it? You first notice that deep dark redness. You notice the perfect symmetry of the petals that flare around in a perfect circle. The stamen juts up from the center as a perfect complement to the petals that protect it from harm. The stem upon which the rose finds support is a deep and abiding green. You take the rose and you bring it towards your nose and you inhale deeply. There is a fragrance so refreshing and intoxicating. You cup that rose in your hands and you guard such a rose with your life. For you are the rose my child that I cup within my hands. You are the fragrance that sends my spirit soaring. You are a beauty indescribable just as the beauty of the rose is indescribable.

My child, my child, there are so many in this world that live with pain every day. They do not believe that anyone loves them. They languish, alone and forgotten by this world. They believe that they are useless. They think that they may as well end it all. After all, would anyone miss them when they were gone? What they do not know my child is that I hold them aloft as well. They are all roses that I cherish as I hold them close to my heart. Will you tell them my child? Will you tell them how much they are loved? Will you tell them how much they are cherished? Will you tell them that their beauty is indescribable? Will you tell them that they are like the rose? A rose that you hold aloft and examine with your heart?

What shall you do while you are waiting? You all expect my return one day. But my dear child I already live within your heart. I am already here in that sense. Don’t you understand that? You need not wait for my return to give out the love that resides in your heart. So many of my children are hurting and in pain. Will you be the one that will tell them of my love for them while you are waiting for my return? While you are waiting for me will you tell your brethren that they are roses of unimaginable beauty? Will you bind up the brokenhearted? Will you throw them over your shoulders and carry them to their destination? Will you be the balm that heals the open wounds of so many that fester and ooze? For in your heart is the cure for what ails mankind. In your heart is my love. I move through you and in you. Will you take that love out of your heart and give it away freely while you are waiting for me?

One day I shall come to reclaim what is mine? You all belong to me my children. We are one. We are all a part of a vast universal family. I know that you all cannot see such a vast universal family at this time. You need the faith of a little child to ‘see’ with your eyes of faith. Why do I tell you this? I tell you this my child and all of my Urantian children to assure you that you are not alone. I tell you this to assure you that you are not forgotten. I tell you this to assure you that you are loved so deeply and passionately by all of your elder brothers and sisters. All of your celestial family loves you so much. They wish to convey these thoughts to you when you feel like giving up. They wish to convey these thoughts to you when you feel alone, unloved, forgotten and in pain. They wish to convey to you all the marvelous things that are in the offing for all you. They wish to convey to all of you that you are all roses of indescribable beauty.

While you walk the paths of your life will you give away all that is in your heart my child? I know that you are beginning to believe that I love you with a love inexpressible. Search your heart and see. What does your heart tell you? Does not your heart tell you that you are loved more than you can know? This is my Spirit of Truth moving within you. This Spirit of Truth is like living waters, refreshing and life giving. Oh children of Urantia, will you all wake up to my love? Will you believe it? Will you believe that I love you like I love the rose? Will you believe that, while I cannot describe the beauty of the rose with mere words, that I cannot describe you either?

While you are waiting for me will you give away all that you are? Will you help your brethren to believe it? Will you hold these ones aloft, like you hold the rose aloft in your hands? Will you tell them that their petals exude a rich red beauty of goodness? Will you tell them that they are in perfect symmetry and in perfect harmony with their maker? Will you tell them that their fragrance is appealing and invigorating? Your brethren need to hear that. They need to hear that they are loved and cherished in a way that you cannot describe in words.

On this beautiful night may my love ever hold you aloft atop all of your doubts and uncertainties. Believe it my child, believe it. Believe it my children, believe it. You are all more precious to me than my own life. If I have given away everything that I am then why do you not believe that I love you? From this day forward, believe it my children, believe it. You need not wait for me because I live in your hearts. I live in your hearts. Who will go for me? Who will open the hearts of the captives? Who will open the hearts of disbelief while you wait for me? Will you tell them my children? Will you tell them that I love them? While you are waiting for my return, will you tell them of my love for them? My dear ones cry out for your comfort and your love.

Closing

On this beautiful night ever believe that I love you everlastingly. Ever believe that my peace I leave with you.