2012-08-15-The Gift By Father

Session

I Am Michael

Lesson

My son, I am glad that we are connecting again. Yet, even when we are not connected, from your perspective, we are always connected. You cannot go anywhere and be disconnected from me. It does not matter where you go in heaven or on earth, I am with you always. Isn’t that as it should be my child? Who knows the connection that a father has with his children? You know that connection, for you have loved your children dearly. If you can understand that from a human perspective, what do you think is the perspective of spirit? If you were able to give your children the world you would do it. You would do it if that was in your power to do. And yet, and yet, I have something to offer you and all my children that is even far more valuable than this beautiful world. I offer you my life. I offer you who I am and who I will always be.

Isn’t it an irony? You all go through life thinking that you don’t have what you already have. You work so hard for something through years of blood and tears and toil and sweat. Yet, that gift, that gift, has always been at your feet awaiting for the time when you would open it. You don’t have to labor for endless years for this precious gift. It is there for you if you would just believe. If you would just have faith. But how can you have belief if you don’t believe in yourself? How can you have faith if you don’t have faith in yourself?

I am Michael, a precious son of the Infinite Father. When I was created, a new child was born and given as a gift to the cosmos. I was given as a gift to this part of the universe. I am the gift that has been given to trillion of beings great and small. Those beings, all those beings, great and small, live in me and I live in them. Are you all just a collection of atoms one day here and the next day gone? When your bodies deteriorate and return to the dust of the ground does your life cease? How could I ever do that to one of my precious children? How could I create something that is a very part of me and watch as it blows away in the wind? How could I, a Michael son, watch as my precious children wither away and die, never to see the light of day again? I tell you all, I tell you all my children, that will never happen. I could no sooner watch myself wither away and die than I could watch you all wither away and die. I live! I live! I live! And I pledge to you my children, if you will just take my hand, you will live! You will live and thrive and exist! The glory that I have will be yours because I choose to give it to you! I choose to give it all to you!

How can I make you all understand? How can I make you all understand how I feel about all of you? If you, if you, were hidden in the deepest crevices of this earth, secreted away from the rest of mankind, I would speed to you in an instant. If you, if you, were hidden beneath the great ocean, ready to explode by the enormous pressure, I would be by your side before a prayer left your lips for aid. If you, if you, were isolated and alone in the highest mountain top where the air is thin and falls are common, I would fly to your position at the top of the world. There you would cling to my wings as I spiraled away from that mountain top. How can I make you understand? How can I make you understand my children?

I tell you all a secret my children. How could you ever be something that you are not? You have been told that you are a man or woman of flesh and blood and that is what you will ever be. When you take your last breath, when your heart stops beating, you will die, never to rise again. All of your lives, all of your lives, you have identified with your bodies of flesh and blood. There is nothing else, you think. You will muddle through this existence in the best way that you know how to do. And when the day is done and your breath is no longer found under the sun you will die as the rest do. Oh my children, my children. There is so much more. There is so much more to life! I should know. I should know! I have given you life so that you could have what I have. Why would I give you life to have less than what I have? Why would I give you life then give you less than what I am? That is the secret my children. That is the secret. That is the gift my children. That is the gift. There is no other gift greater than a gift that a father gives to his children. And I give to you all that I am.

What does that mean then? What does that mean? That means you are a very part of me. You are a very part of my heart; a very part of my body. There may be certain parts of your body that you are unfamiliar with. Even though you are unfamiliar with certain parts of your body, those parts of the body are needed so that the body functions smoothly. Do you think that you are a part of my “body?” Do you think that I need your part of the body to operate smoothly and efficiently?

Is the sound getting louder now? Is there something there that was not there before? Do you hear my cries? I cry out to a universe grand; “I am Michael, I am Michael, I am Michael!” The noise of my shouts permeates every living being in my domain. There is no mistaking that you can hear it now. You can hear it. Those shouts are more like sweet music to your ears. Are you sure that I am the only one that is shouting that? What you hear in your heart, does it resonate with you? Is the voice that you hear separate from your voice? Listen closely. Quiet your heart. Come into the stillness. You do begin to hear a voice, quiet at first. You can barely make out the sound. But soon its timbres rise and you no longer have to strain to hear it. Then it sounds as if a choir is singing with all its might within your mind. “I am Michael, I am Michael, I am Michael.” Then as you continue to hear this phrase you are struck with insight. Yes, yes, yes! You have it now! I am Michael, I am Michael, I am Michael. You heard it right my children. You are Michael! How can you be anything less than what I am? That is the gift, that is the gift, that I wish to give you.

Now do you understand my children? Now do you understand? Do you understand how much I love you. I love you so much that I will stop at nothing less than giving you ALL that I am. I AM MICHAEL. I AM MICHAEL and I make this pronouncement to all of my children now residing on Urantia. I have seen your troubles; I have seen your woes. I have seen your struggles. Know that what you are going through is a temporary condition. One day this too shall pass. When this life is done and all of your sorrows and griefs have passed you will begin to know. But you do not have to wait until you die. Even now you can shed all of your sorrows and all of your heartaches. Even now you can begin to identify with who you are.

I AM MICHAEL. I AM MICHAEL. I am the 611,121st creation of the eternal Father’s unique creation. I am a beautiful blend of the Eternal Father and the Eternal Son. I am an infinite aspect of the original deities that even now inhabit Paradise. In me there is a unique being formed and will never be formed again. I was sent out to create my own children with their own uniqueness. And you, and you, my Urantian children are unique. You are those that are the planet of my last bestowal. When I gave up my last breath I could say’ ‘It is finished.’ Yes, what I set out to do in my beloved Urantia is finished. No longer will they, will my children of Urantia be last. For the last shall be first.

Closing

I can see you all now, my children. You are all so beautiful. Listen for the sound that even now grows louder in your hearts. I am Michael, I am Michael, I am Michael, you hear. I live and so you will live. Take my hand and be as I am. Take my heart and be as you are. Do you finally understand my children? Do you understand? I am Michael. I am Michael. I am Michael. Yes you are. Yes you are.