© 1992 Stephen Zendt
© 1992 The Fellowship for readers of The Urantia Book
| Studies For Troubled Times | December 1992 — Vol. 2 No. 3 — Index | An Interview with Clyde Bedell. Reminiscences Of An Early Forum Member |
Stephen Zendt
San Francisco, CA, editor
“Even when the air currents are ascending, no bird can soar except by outstretched wings. Prayer elevates man because it is a technique of progressing by the utilization of the ascending spiritual currents of the universe.” UB 91:8.9
My Fellow Creatures
There is a pitee on the outer fringes of this finite
Where my love and I embraced in an eternal light.
Twas there in distant time, to mortal reason
The supreme gave a glimpse of what is to be.
Bathed in light, we were coddled in a peaceful tone
and welcomed by many beings.
Until as a snowflake falling to mother earth,
I awakened to a new day, and behold...
Blending in Divine light
Those locked in this finite.
My fellow creatures.
Anonymous
Father, thank you for this day.
Hear us as we pause to pray.
We thank you for our home and food.
Help us to create Brotherhood.
Esther Hoover Zendt and Stephen Zendt
“Jesus deplored that so little of the spirit of thanksgiving was to be found in the prayers and worship of his followers.” UB 146:2.15
Heavenly Father, Holy Mother…
Beloved Chist Michael, Beloed Creative Daughter Spirit,
We humbly ofer you great praises of thanksgiving
for being our perfectly loving Divine Parents.
We sincerely offer an expression of gratitude to our Paradise Parents of Trinity:
Thank you, Universal Father, for yout gifts of unique personality the indwelling of our minds by your perfect Thought Adjusters. We are in awe that as the least of all your children, we host the highest spirit entity in all creation.
Thank you Eternal Son, for the bestowal of your Paradise Son, Michael of Nebadon, Master Sovereign Creator Son of our universe, who came to our planet as Christ Jesus. Glory to you, Great Spiritual Lure, for ever attracting us homeward.
Thank you, Infinite Spirit, for our mindal connection to reality, and for your supernal seraphim who guard us as infants and later deliver us from death. You keep us sane on a world that kills God’s messengers.
We are your loyal agodonters of Urantia, dear Lord. We are your peerless creatures who can believe without seeing, who can overcome insuperable obstacles, and who can persevere even when isolated. We commit ourselves and our offspring to the dedication of attempting to do your divine will, rather than our own.
Thank you, Master Michael, for bestowing yourself as a mortal of the realm. For choosing our world of the cross as the only one in eternity for your human incarnation, we offer you undying gratitude.
We are thankful for our planet’s Midwayers who have brought to us the Fifth Epochal Revelation.
Dear God, we appreciate the incredible privilege of being of service to your spiritual family on a quarantined sphere where your love is so desperately needed.
Thnak you, incomprable Jesus, for your merciful ministry to us through your Spirit of Truth. You indwell us also.
Thank you, Father, for our human brothers and sisters: our parents, our children, and all other relatives in our five-billion-member family.
We extend thanksgiving to our adorable Father-Mother God who is ever our friend, always forgiving, perfectly patient, and in whom we move, live and have our being. always will it be so. Amen.
Jay Newbern, Santa Rosa, California (reprinted from “The Circles” Spring-Summer 1988)
| Studies For Troubled Times | December 1992 — Vol. 2 No. 3 — Index | An Interview with Clyde Bedell. Reminiscences Of An Early Forum Member |