Pearls of Wisdom

Vol. 35 No. 9 - I AM the Witness - March 1, 1992

 

I AM the Witness

The Law of the Tithe Works

Beloved Mother,

I am writing to give testimony to the fact that the law of the tithe truly works and that the will of God is always good.

I learned to tithe while a member of my previous church, the Lakeside Temple of Practical Christianity, whose teachings were based on the principles of the Unity Church. And I have been faithfully tithing ever since. While I have always had debts to pay and never a large surplus of funds, I have always been able to meet my obligations and on time.

I know that tithing is key to keeping my financial affairs in order. God is true to his word and will return to the giver at least tenfold that which he has given. I recently had an experience that demonstrated this to me in a most profound way.

It started in 1989, when in response to Saint Germain’s request for Keepers of the Flame to move off the coast and to prepare for survival, I moved my family from California to Illinois. It was a challenging time for me financially. There were many expenses from the cost of moving, establishing a new household (we had to move twice before finding our perfect place) and making preparations for survival.

Although I felt that it was God’s will for me to be in Illinois, there was a part of me that wanted to make arrangements to purchase a survival shelter for my family at Glastonbury, near the Royal Teton Ranch. Although I did not see how I could financially undertake this, I kept petitioning the Masters to provide the funds if that was where I was supposed to be.

One night while attending a service at the Chicago Teaching Center, I received a strong prompting that I should take $1,000 out of my savings account and give it as a love offering to the Church, over and above my tithe. I was somewhat taken aback, as my savings account was very limited and there were many bills that I had been intending to pay with this money.

I whispered a prayer to El Morya as to what I should do and the response that immediately came back was:  “Cast thy bread upon the waters, for thou shalt find it after many days.”  In the peace that came with this reply, I wrote out a check for that amount, thinking that this could be the means to secure our survival shelter near the ranch. If the $1,000 were multiplied by ten, then I would have the required amount and I looked forward to seeing a return in the near future.

However, as I am learning, when you submit anything to the will of God, what you often expect may not be what God intends. It soon became apparent that additional funds were simply not going to come to me in time to purchase the survival shelter. So I proceeded to focus my

attention on the situation immediately at hand–mastering a new job, helping my family adjust to new schools and a new environment, giving the Masters as many decrees as time and strength would permit, and preparing for survival in Illinois.

Time flew by and occasionally I would think about my “investment” and wonder whether I had perhaps misunderstood the message that I had received that night at the Teaching Center. But I decided that even if I had misunderstood and there should never be a return, I would be grateful for the opportunity to have been able to give, at least once in my life, something over and above my tithe.

Late in 1990 and at a point when I had essentially forgotten about all of this, my employer called me into his office to tell me that he had enrolled me in the company’s bonus program. He informed me that I could expect to receive a special bonus early the next year, the amount of which would depend on my meeting my job requirements and on how well the company did financially. Needless to say, I was delighted to hear such good news, but it was not at all clear just how much this bonus would be.

In January 1991, my employer again called me into his office and presented me with a bonus check for over $8,000–after taxes. Within two more weeks, he again presented me with another bonus check for over $2,000–after taxes. He informed me that the company had done so well in 1990 that the president decided to share the extra profits with an additional special bonus check.

When I received the second check, I immediately realized that the two checks totaled well over $10,000–after taxes. Not only had God returned my $1,000 more than tenfold but he had also paid my taxes!

As I gave praise and thanksgiving for this very concrete manifestation of how the law of the tithe works, it also became apparent why I had not received this money earlier as I had expected. I realized that if I had been given this amount in 1989, I would have used it to secure a place near the ranch, and that was simply not what God wanted me to do. In the two years since my family and I have been in Illinois, I have come to understand that this is truly the place for me, that there are souls of Light here for me to find and assist and that there is a cosmic service here for me to perform.

It was so gratifying to understand that heaven’s seeming lack of response was just God’s way of keeping me in my rightful place. Thank you, El Morya, for this wonderful lesson in the goodness of God’s will!

The very first thing I did with my bonus was to write out my tithe check, knowing that this would lock me into another blessed cycle of tithing. I am happily looking forward to see how God will fulfill his part of the bargain.

I give thanks to God for you, Mother, and all of the Masters for your love, devotion and patient instruction. What a joy it is to be on this path!

– With love,

                                  

 

Protection from Archangel Michael on the Freeway

Dear Mother:

I would like to witness to the great protection and assistance Archangel Michael extends to us when we invoke him by name. I often think of that day last June when I nearly lost my life, but by the intervention of Archangel Michael I escaped a tragic accident.

I was returning home from a visit with my family in Edmonton, Canada. I was on a busy stretch of freeway, four lanes wide in each direction. I was keeping up with the rest of the traffic, which was moving at quite a fast pace. It was a beautiful sunny day and I was looking forward to my return home and to attending the Freedom conference.

My son-in-law had mapped out a route that I could follow to bypass the city of Calgary and save time. I reached for the map beside me to glance at it quickly, and as I did so the map fell to the floor. I reached for it, bending down to retrieve it. By the time I looked at the road, I was heading for the ditch.

I quickly rectified the steering but to my amazement the car then headed in the opposite direction across the freeway. I was so surprised at how little control I had over the car. I had been driving for over forty years and considered myself a good driver, so I could not understand what continued to happen to me.

As I straightened the wheel again, I went across to the other side of the four-lane highway. The car continued to behave in this manner, going back and forth and getting more and more out of control. I felt completely helpless!  I could not decrease the speed, even though I was tapping the brakes intermittently (as when driving on ice). At one point I felt the car rocking, leaning first on its two right wheels and then on its two left wheels. So not only was the car going back and forth across the freeway but it was rocking!

Thanks to our wonderful teachings, I knew exactly what to do. I shouted with all of my might:  “Archangel Michael, help me!  Archangel Michael, help me!  Help me!  Help me!”  I put everything I had into that call and I remember being aware that the veins in my temples were standing out. As soon as I made the call everything changed. The car immediately came under my control, the speed reduced very quickly and I was shortly able to stop the car on the shoulder of the freeway without going into the ditch.

I realize how fortunate I was that I did not hit any cars when I was being thrown from one side of the freeway to the other. Now that I was parked on the shoulder of the road, I noticed that motorists passing by were looking at me very strangely. So I got out of the car to check for any problems with the car, particularly the tires. When I found no problems, I concluded that those looks, no doubt, were looks of concern as to my health or sobriety!  People on the freeway must have observed my car swerving back and forth across the road in front of them. I got back into the car and took a few moments to thank Archangel Michael with all of my heart and promised him I would never do such a foolish thing again as to reach for something on the floor while driving.

While I still have the “witness stand” I would like to say how very precious the Teachings of the Ascended Masters are to me. I had been searching for many years before I found these teachings. I studied with many fine organizations and did get many answers. Some addressed the Path from an intellectual level, others presented a very devotional path. I grew in my love for God and in the understanding of his laws. However, I continued to search as the years went by, for I knew there was more that I was not getting. The longing in my heart said I had not found “home” yet.

One day I made the call in the form of a strong prayer to a very special Master–Master R (with whom I had become familiar and learned to love dearly through one of the organizations I had belonged to). I told him that I knew there was a higher path out there for me and I wanted to find it. Shortly after, I found these teachings and now my search has ended, for I know these are the highest teachings available.

What a privilege it is to receive the dictations of the Ascended Masters, who infuse their teachings with Light and nourishment not only for the mind but also for the heart and the soul. Listening to one of their discourses is truly a many-dimensioned spiritual experience in itself!  We most surely are nourished with the bread of Life here in this Church.

And, Mother, I wish to express my gratitude to you for being there as our Messenger and teacher. If you had not passed your own tests and trials in the face of great opposition and accomplished what was required of you to qualify as a Messenger for the Great White Brotherhood, we would not be the recipients of these great teachings.

Thank you for your great courage and that wonderful smile that does not fade in spite of the many ordeals and challenges that come your way. I surely am delighted to be on board this ship and I for one will follow you and this path to the very end.

                                  

 

 

Lord Michael before!  Lord Michael behind!
Lord Michael to the right!  Lord Michael to the left!
Lord Michael above!  Lord Michael below!
Lord Michael, Lord Michael wherever I go!

I AM his Love protecting here!
I AM his Love protecting here!
I AM his Love protecting here!

 

                                   

 

Obedience to the Inner Voice

First Experience

At the 1990 summer conference, I was staying in a motel in Gardiner. One day I failed to arise with the morning angels and overslept. I arose barely in time for the morning lecture.

I was doing my decrees as I rushed to dress. Suddenly, something/someone spoke to my heart:  “Go to Livingston.”  “No way,” I thought, “it’s over fifty miles.”  All the while, I was still decreeing and thinking, “You’re losing it.”  In a minute or two it flashed again:  “Go to Livingston.”  This time it was so strong, I stopped my activities and prayed to my Holy Christ Self to show me God’s will. No response, so I said, “God’s will be done,” and went out the door.

As I approached The Ranch Kitchen I slowed, preparing to turn into the conference site. Suddenly my foot hit the brake and I pulled off the road in front of the campground. There stood a young man holding a sign–“Livingston.”  I told him to get in, I was going to Livingston. I had a tape of a lecture by Mother playing and I said I hoped he didn’t mind if I finished it.

After the tape was over, we introduced ourselves and I asked if he was familiar with the Teachings. He answered that he had been made aware of them by two ladies at the campground who had witnessed to him.

He had just left a Hare Krishna commune and was enroute to his home in Canada with a stopover at Yellowstone. I told him of my experience in the motel room and he was elated.

He said the two ladies at the campground had said they would decree for him to find a ride. So he had taken his sign and stood on the road–and I stopped. We both fell silent in awe at how God takes care of us.

I dropped the young man at the bus station. He said he would be returning to Montana after he visited his folks. I missed the morning lecture but learned a valuable lesson in obedience.

Another of God’s children was rescued because of two ladies who decreed, the power of the Word through Mother, and a senior citizen who obeyed God. There is nothing else that satisfies the soul but the Ascended Masters’ Teachings!

Saint Germain’s Unfailing Alchemy

Second Experience

My husband (a good man but not in the Teachings) and I moved to Arkansas in 1982 to secure an economical retirement and survival home. I wanted to move to Montana but my husband chose Arkansas.

Due to family responsibilities, we are moving back to Hawaii for two years. Again, I wanted to move to Montana but I couldn’t without evading my responsibilities. Needless to say, I began my chore of packing in low spirits.

As I was sorting through tapes and videos trying to decide which to take, I discovered a video from 1986, “Saint Germain On Alchemy, Part 2.”  I put it in the VCR and continued packing. It sure made the chore easier. Mother is right when she says, “Sometimes we have to prime the pump.”

I soon felt compelled to stop and listen to the dictation. It was given May 28, 1986–exactly five years earlier, to the day. Saint Germain told of the 144,000 priests of the Order of Melchizedek forming the Maltese cross of violet fire over Portland, Oregon, for the transmuting of Lemurian karma. He said:

 

      Blessed ones, the event which brings me to this city is both ancient and recent. The ancient event, as recorded here in akasha, is a misuse of the Light–in some cases by those who have reincarnated here and tarry for the opportunity to balance that karma, and in some cases by those who are not recalled to the scene of this misuse....

      A procession of priests of the sacred fire have marched from [Lord Zadkiel’s] retreat to this area, forming by their bodies of Light a Maltese cross....They come from ancient temples prior to the desecration thereof on lost continents....

      They have come, then, to give protection and an immense fire of transmutation that that return of karma might be mitigated or entirely consumed. This consuming and transmutation must take place in the physical through the intercession of yourselves and your heart flames receiving the violet flame, calling it forth, and welcoming a cooperative endeavor of these 144,000 priests of the Order of Melchizedek....

   The tape finished and I arose to turn it off. Much to my surprise, there was a short clip on the Royal Teton Ranch. I stood speechless, remembering the people and recognizing some of the places. Truly a promised land!  I wondered again if I would ever get to live there.

Imagine my surprise when I viewed myself sitting by a tent with a stream flowing by, reading a book. It looked like me at the first conference I had attended in the Heart of the Inner Retreat. I grabbed the control, rewound the tape, scarcely believing my eyes. I ran the tape again and, sure enough, it was me!  I had no idea I had been photographed. The book I was reading was–Are you ready for this?–Saint Germain’s book on alchemy!

It’s wonderful how the Teachings mesh together–but wait, there’s more. This happened on May 28. On June 3, 1991, I received the info packets for the ‘91 summer conference. I read Mother’s letter first. I almost went into orbit when she referred to Saint Germain’s dictation of 1986, which I had listened to just days earlier.

 Mother reminded us of what Saint Germain had said–that the mission of the 144,000 priests was to give protection and an immense fire of transmutation that the Lemurian karma incurred through desecration of ancient temples might be mitigated or entirely consumed.

“That’s it,” I thought–“that’s why I’m going back.”

So off I go to Hawaii, where I made my Lemurian karma many lifetimes ago. With the new dispensation from Omri-Tas of the violet flame sea, I know this time I’ll get the job done right.

Even though I shall be enroute and shall miss this year’s conference, I know my etheric body is there by the stream. So I go gladly to work out my karma and rid myself of excess baggage so I can come to Montana, debt-free, a chela to help lighten the load and not add to it.

                                  

 

The Crows and the Doves

It was in Altadena, California, where I started working in 1977. The building had been renovated and was a lovely place to work in. But my window faced the building next door and on the roof of that building lived ten to fifteen big black crows. They cawed constantly.

I determined to call on the Ascended Masters to get rid of them. So I stood at the window and called to Archangel Michael to protect us from these noisy, obnoxious birds. I gave the decree to Archangel Michael twenty times, but they just flew faster and cawed louder. Then I did Reverse the Tides. They flew off and came back.

I knew Lanello had mastery over the elements. He could even hold back a snowstorm. I would sing his ascension song!  So I stood at the window and sang to the melody of “Greensleeves”:

 

What blazing Light on yonder heights / What glory our eyes beholding!
What heav’nly bliss, enthralling sight / Within our hearts now infolding!

Behold, the Son of Heaven stands / Now holding wide the portal!
Behold, the everlasting Light / Streams forth to raise each mortal!

Alleluia, he is risen! / Sing, ye angels, of Heaven’s Son
Alleluia, he is risen! / Is risen, Love’s victory won.

And like a gossamer veil atremble / With the thunder of the sun
O beauteous doorway of forever / Swing wide for ev’ryone!

What wondrous music heard on high / What songs the angels singing
What great rejoicing time is nigh / What glorious bells I hear ringing!

Alleluia, he is risen! / Sing, ye angels, of Heaven’s Son
Alleluia, he is risen! / Is risen, Love’s victory won.

Our own beloved Lanello / Thy footprints guiding us ever
And now at last the torch is passed– / We pledge our love forever!

Alleluia, he is risen! / Sing, ye angels, of Heaven’s Son
Alleluia, he is risen!
Is risen, Love’s victory won. / Is risen, Love’s victory won.

   While I was singing, two doves flew in and perched on the telephone wires behind the building next door and, wonder of wonders, the crows began to leave!  There were four left, then three, then two, then one, then none.

During all the three years I worked there, the crows never returned. Every morning I looked out and the two doves were always perched on the wires beside us keeping guard.

Thank you, Lanello.