HIFTUB or "How I Found The Urantia Book" #1 by saskia raevouri
Dale J.
Mansion World Sojourner
CONCORDEX author
Forum Member
How can a man or woman be so fortunate as to become intimately
associated with an epochal revelation—as every reader-believer of this
generation is?
I shall begin when I was twenty-three, in 1921. After two or three
wonderful years in Texas I returned to Chicago because my mother was
having an operation. I applied for a job with an advertising agency and
was hired by Walter Hoops, the agency head. My best friend there was
Lister Allwood, much my senior, and a gifted writer and poet. I also
met a lovely creature who joined Hoops after I did. I asked her for a
date, she told me “soon,” and I gave her a raincheck.
But before the raincheck could be honored, Lou Honig, an agency head
from San Francisco, stopped in Chicago on an Eastern trip and asked me
to join his agency on the coast. My beloved mother had departed for the
mansion worlds, so I accepted.
After two years in California, I received a long wire from Alwood
urging me to apply for an $8000 job he had applied for unsuccessfully.
(I was making only $400 a month, and $8000 was a mint of money at that
time!) I applied, and was asked to come to Chicago for a personal
interview. I told my boss of my dilemma and that good man said: “Go
get it if you can, and God bless you. If you don’t get it, come back
and go to work and forget about it.” I got the job.
The first evening back in Chicago I had dinner at Lister Alwood’s
home. He asked if I would like to attend with him, on Sunday next, a
meeting at the home of a famous psychiatrist—a Dr. William Sadler, a
great speaker and teacher. Perhaps there would be some reading, but
interesting discussion and conversation for sure. I accepted. Before
Sunday came, I had a date with the “Hoops lovely,” making the raincheck
good. We had not corresponded, but I had carefully kept the address.
The first Sunday I was back in Chicago—the last Sunday in September,
1924—I attended my first Sadler Forum meeting. After the meeting I
asked the doctor if I could bring a young woman the next time. He
agreed. Florence Evans went with me the following Sunday, and from
that day to this we have been identified with the Forum that later
received the Urantia Papers.
In 1955 Florence and I knew the first Urantia Book would issue from the
presses while we were on a round-the-world trip for me to do some work
in Australia and New Zealand. Dr. Sadler’s brilliant son Bill, a
fantastic student of the Papers, agreed to airmail a book to us as soon
as he could lay his hands on one. That copy is now so underlined, that
the underlining has no emphasis. It bears in the front this
inscription:
“First Urantia Book! Glimpsed in Rome, 11:40 a.m., October 1, 1955.
Clyde and Florence Bedell.” An addition reads: “First reading completed
4/22/56. San Francisco, 10:48 p.m.”
Florence departed this sphere for the mansion worlds in 1979, a week
after our 53rd wedding anniversary.
My life, with the enthusiastic approval of both my sons, is dedicated
to help, in every way I possibly can, “promote, improve, and expand the
understanding of the peoples of the world of the teach-ings of Jesus.”
We should all pray that all people in our movement, from Chicago
outward over all the earth, might discover those quoted words from the
Foundation’s Declaration of Trust. How many people in a millennium can
be early recipients of an epochal revelation? It is our duty to bring
its message to all the spiritually-deprived people we can reach, in
keeping with the character of our book. How many times a day can we,
every day, say “Thank you, God!” in a meaningful, demonstrating way?
[Clyde graduated to the mansion worlds in 1985.]
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RUTH RENN
Mansion World Sojourner since 1997
Forum Member
In my early years it was difficult for me to accept the message of
being redeemed by the blood of Jesus. I was constantly on a quest for
truth. I searched in many libraries for books that might give me what I
wanted and needed. On the radio, Preston Bradley in Chicago came the
nearest to the truth I was seeking.
In 1925 I went to the Chicago Institute of Research and Diagnosis on
Diversey Parkway for a complete physical examination. One appointment
was with the co-owner, Dr. William Sadler. This was a psychological
test. Many questions were asked regarding thoughts and desires. The
question about religious beliefs was, “Do you believe in a creator?”
The conversation led to truth. I mentioned that I would like to be
closed in a room to read and read until I found the truth I was looking
for. I remember the doctor’s face as I said this. He seemed to have a
satisfying spark in his eyes and he nodded his head up and down. It
wasn’t long after that I received a note in the mail inviting me to
attend a Sunday meeting called the Forum at the Sadler home.
One Sunday I persuaded my husband to attend a meeting with me to see
what it was about. As we started to ascend the stairs of the building
at 533 Diversey Parkway, my husband made the remark, “You will never
get me down here again.” We were greeted by Dr. Lena Sadler, who
said, “These beings told us to build the scaffolding; they would do the
rest.”
When the meeting opened we were fortunate to hear Paper 1, “The
Universal Father.” I was astounded. Never did I realize we could be
told so much about God. All the following week I was remembering little
snatches of what I had heard about our heavenly Father, his love and
mercy. I had found what I had been searching for.
The following Sunday my husband Roy was preparing to go to the meeting
with no thought of what he had said the week before about not getting
him to go again. Our lives were changed from that time on. And, for
over sixty years, I have endeavored to be a faithful disseminator of
the Urantia teachings.
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Dale J.
Chicago, Illinois
Forum Member
Age 95 [departed for mansion worlds 1999]
I was raised in a religious family in suburbs of Chicago. My father was
an evangelical minister, a circuit-riding preacher in his early
ministry. Before the Depression, I wanted to be a missionary or a
missionary doctor. When I was in college I was exposed to what was
called “higher criticism,” which questioned the authority of the
Bible. This caused me to do a lot of thinking about religious
questions.
Later, I found a book that was quite profound by a German professor. I
asked my doctor, Dr. William Sadler, on Diversey Parkway in Chicago, if
he had read this book because I felt he just knew something. He said he
HAD read the book, then added, “I’ve got something I think you’d be
interested in.” He told me about the Urantia Papers, and asked me to
pledge to secrecy. When I showed interest he said, “What are you doing
on Sunday? Could you possibly come to the Forum?” The Forum met in the
afternoon, so I went in early because he said it would take too long to
tell the story in his office. I remember asking questions about Jesus.
So I began reading the Papers in 1945. I worked in downtown Chicago,
and after work on Friday nights I would go to 533 Diversey on the bus.
Afterwards I’d take a late train and wouldn’t get home until midnight.
We read one paper at a time, and I finished all the papers, one by one.
I started with the Jesus Papers, then began reading from the first part
of the book. I was convinced what I read was true, because the story of
Jesus’ life as father to his brothers and sisters touched on so many of
the same problems I had in my life. I recall one time when I first
began to read. I approached Mrs. Kellogg, who was the proctor at the
desk, and asked, “Do you really believe all of this?”
“ I certainly do!” she replied.
The Sunday afternoon group, which had started as a discussion group,
was called the Forum. At the time I began attending it had become an
open-house time for readers. I also belonged to a group called the
Seventy. There were just seventy people in the group who had completed
all the Papers.
Within this group there was a school formed to train teachers. These
were evening classes at 533. The problem was that while there were
teachers, there were no persons to teach at this time. There were more
teachers than readers. In the Seventy group, each person had to write a
paper on a Urantia topic. These were passed by the doctor and were read
on Sundays.
My parents, who were by then in their seventies, lived next door to me,
and they were curious where I was going on Friday nights and Sunday
afternoons. I finally had to tell them a little about the Papers. My
dad was skeptical, but my mother was quite open-minded. They actually
held some of the same ideas already.
I wasn’t able to keep up with the meetings, living so far out. I was
divorced and had much responsibility. These Papers helped me to raise
my children. I also learned that with disappointment we have another
chance. The Urantia Book literally changed my life.
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Dale J.
In the fall of 1959, 1 picked up a copy of The Urantia Book while
browsing in a Chicago bookstore. Over the next five or ten minutes I
perused the table of contents and read a few random samplings of the
text. I concluded that the book was probably just another occult-
metaphysical production.
I set the book down on the display table and briefly wondered if it
would be worthwhile to buy and start reading this sizable and weighty
volume carrying a title of which I had never even heard.
The next day I returned to the bookstore with no doubt in my mind. I
had definitely decided to buy and read The Urantia Book. It was a
decision which was to deeply influence my thinking and actions in the
years ahead. What were the determining factors behind this decision?
Why was I willing to pay any attention to this strange book? From
whence came the urge to become acquainted with the contents of this
lengthy treatise by completely unknown authors?
After several decades of reading and thinking about The Urantia Book
and its amazing message, I have little doubt that spiritual guidance
was the decisive factor in finding and studying the book, just as it
was the same leading of spirit which influenced my human mind to
persist in a quest for truth over several decades before encountering
and receiving the revelatory message of The Urantia Book.
During the long quest for mental and spiritual enlightenment I
encountered much recorded information about the lives and thinking of
spiritual teachers and leaders, philosophers, theologians, and
scientists. Most of these personalities and their writings were
interesting, a few were inspiring, but—with one exception—none of them
were both inspiring and convincing. That exception was Jesus of
Nazareth as revealed in the New Testament and in my thinking about him.
The problem about Jesus was the fragmentary, incomplete Biblical record
of his life and teachings, together with the multiplicity of sectarian
interpretations of his message. I believed that Jesus was the greatest
figure in human history, even though I realized that I understood all
too little of his message and its implications. I longed to know more
about this mysterious son of God.
The Urantia Book was a marvelous answer to my felt need for more
enlightenment about Jesus and his heavenly Father. And the wealth of
additional background information about the cosmos and its creator was
tremendously impressive and illuminating. This amazing tour de force
revealed a stupendous cosmic coordination in the life and teachings of
Jesus and his program for human salvation. And so it was that I
discovered in The Urantia Book a new revelation of Jesus and a vastly
improved presentation of his saving message.
In summary, a persistent and uncomfortable hunger for truth is the
real explanation of how I found The Urantia Book and stayed with it.
Spiritual guidance in satisfying that hunger prepared me for the new
revelation and ensured my acceptance of this gift from God.
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Dale J.
Mansion World Sojourner
Some boys used to come to the canyon where we lived in Colorado to
listen to some occult lectures on Sundays. As we were thirteen miles
from Castle Rock and there was nowhere for them to get a meal, we would
invite the boys to our house for dinner after the morning lecture. They
were students at Colorado University at Boulder. They had visited the
Urantia Book study group in Denver and were talking about it, and one
Sunday in July 1956 Roger Darnell brought with him The Urantia Book all
wrapped up like a box of candy.
Well, I started reading it, and by the end of the year I had finished
it. My wife Marie read it after I did, and then we asked Roger to bring
three more books, which we soon sold. After that we started ordering
the books in ten-book lots. A few of us later got together for a
Urantia Book reading once a week. From then on we always kept some
books.
Through the years we have distributed over seventy Urantia Books.
Marie made heavy plastic covers for all the books to save the fly
covers and the reading on them. Dear Marie, she is now on the mansion
worlds.
[Gus Walstrom is now on the mansion worlds with 電ear Marie.脳
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Dale J.
Hemet, California
Therapist
The Urantia Book and I came together late in 1962. A copy was loaned to
my husband by a Riverside County Planning associate as a result of
their discussing philosophy and religion on their lunch breaks. The
friend had used The Urantia Book as a reference book in a course he
took while getting his engineering degree at USC in Los Angeles. I
found out later that it had been placed in the university library by
Julia Fenderson soon after it was published. So the ripples of this
epochal revelation pushed out to be discovered by a truth seeker who
was designing parks in Riverside, California. So it was, that my
husband brought this big, blue, two-inch-thick, five-pound book home
and put it on our bedside nightstand for some shared reading before we
went to sleep.
My husband had a busy job, and I was in charge of a large therapy
department at what was then Riverside County’s largest general acute
hospital, with four main treatment areas in various buildings, with
quite a large staff of therapists and trained volunteers. I wanted
something not heavy but gripping and educational before calling it a
day, like an Irving Stone novel--not a 2097-page gargantuan collection
of papers seemingly authored by outer-space entities--but I thought,
well, let’s give it a try. It was my turn to read and I let the book
open where it would.
It spread open at the place where it describes the earth being peopled
by red, yellow, blue, orange, green, and indigo races. Well, we
surmised that this might be better than Irving Stone, Orson Welles, and
a few others collectively. So we started at the beginning. We were
greatly inspired and thrilled by the enlarged concept of God -- his
nature and attributes as set forth in the first three papers. It was
like putting flesh and skin on the bare skeleton picture outline in the
Bible.
Often I have read the first and last parts of a book to see if I want
to read the in-between. So we turned to Part IV to read about the
seventh incarnation of our universe creator coming to this earth, as a
mortal, to demonstrate by his life and teachings the true will of God
and his many attributes, as nearly as mortals are able to grasp. It was
about Christmas-time, and reading about the love and compassion of
Michael for his creatures was very touching.
It didn’t seem to matter who wrote The Urantia Book (as so many people
have asked me since). But as we read, it filled in all the gaps and
unanswered spaces in the Bible about the life of Jesus, his earthly
family, and what he did in those missing years before he started his
direct ministry to his chosen disciples and the multitudes of his time.
And so many other questions were answered in simple, gripping language,
yet the literary form was so eloquent. The Urantia Book made the
message of Jesus, so sketchy and abbreviated in the Bible, come alive
in a vibrant, meaningful way. It gave direction for everyday, present
living, and it made the teachings of the Bible understandable, too.
Our spirit guides were lovingly and gently leading us on, for we
discovered that some friends in Riverside had also found The Urantia
Book through a New Age study group. They had received a notice from
Georgia Gecht, then secretary of the First Urantia Society of Los
Angeles(FUSLA), of a meeting the first Sunday of the month to be held
at a bank in Culver City. We all went to find out more about The
Urantia Book from them.
Julia Fenderson was at the door, along with others, warmly greeting and
introducing people. The meeting was very inspiring, the hospitality so
warm and sincere--and no collection plate was passed. We returned many
times and soon started a study group in Riverside. It was the beginning
of a long association with FUSLA, multiple associations with Urantia
Brotherhood all over the United States and other countries, and deep
spiritual experiences, with an expanding knowledge of the journey to
eternity as road-mapped in The Urantia Book.
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Dale J.
Corona del Mar, California
Founder, the Brentwood School
Back in 1957 my twin brother Richard had attended a “flying saucer”
convention with his friend Max Miller, who had just published the
acclaimed Flying Saucers—Fact or Fiction. Bored with the lecture, they
went next door to browse inside an occult book store. It was there that
Richard spotted The Urantia Book nestled between several other
monumental works, including A Treatise on Cosmic Fire by Alice Bailey
and The Secret Doctrine by Madame Blavatsky. Max said he could get any
book for Richard at fifty percent off list price through his publisher,
DeVorss, so Richard bought all of them.
At the time Richard was working on his Master’s Degree in psychology at
Pepperdine University. There were few people aware of the UBook in
those days—a handful at best. I gave The Urantia Book little notice
until my dad, after reading a few chapters, suggested I take a look at
it to see what I thought, and left it on the living room coffee table
for my comments. At the time I was doing graduate work in finance and
real estate at USC, and critiquing Richard’s spacy books was not
exactly what I had in mind for my weekends. So the book sat there for a
while.
In the ‘50s my parents owned a duplex in Hancock Park, a suburb of Los
Angeles. My grandparents occupied the upstairs unit. It was customary
for my grandmother, whenever she was going to a luncheon, to come down
to my parents’ unit and wait in our living room for a lady friend to
pick her up.
One summer day, Maria Culbertson, who had waited years for the book to
be published and who possessed one of the first copies in Los Angeles,
came over to take my grandmother to lunch. Maria tells me that when her
eyes fell upon this big blue book resting on the coffee table, she
almost had a coronary. Maria thought she had the only copy in Los
Angeles, and so spotting another book only a block away gave her a real
adrenalin boost. The idea crossed her mind that the book had somehow
made the New York Times best-seller list without her knowing it, thanks
to the advertising genius of Clyde Bedell.
After gathering her senses, she learned from Grandmother that the twins
and their dad had recently found the book, not from a best-seller list
but from the shelf of an occult book store in Fontana, California.
I did not jump into the UBook with great gusto as I had first had the
misfortune of reading about fifty pages of the very lengthy Cosmic Fire
and thought Richard had jumped off the deep end. None of the other
titles caught my interest either, including The Book of the Dead and
The Urantia Book, so the latter book sat on the coffee table for
several weeks until Maria spotted it and called back to tell me to
follow Richard and read the book. And that I did in the summer of 1958.
Since then I have read it eight times in its entirety. Over the years I
have given the book to many people, some notables being Werner Von
Braun, Manly P. Hall, Richard Nixon and my neighbors Will and Ariel
Durant. I have had many exhilarating moments and one memorable
disappointment: I gave the book to a seminary professor who swore the
book was “demon inspired.” To him the doctrine of Christianity centered
on “the blood of Christ shed for our sins” and he judged me to be in
strong need of repentance for having read such a powerful work of the
devil. I pray for him occasionally.
Along with my brother and dad I have placed numerous books in public
libraries and some half a hundred in naval ship libraries where many a
sailor has become a captive reader. I have often wondered where those
big blue books go when the ships are decommissioned and put in
mothballs. It would be nice to have a few of those first printings back.
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Dale J.
Ventura, California
Teacher; Marriage and Family Counselor
My mom, Grace Walker [story #3], was a member of the Forum in the ‘40s,
but I wasn’t at all interested in her activities at the time. I was an
intensely independent teenager who thought her mother was nice but a
little wacky for her age.
After college, and two years into a teaching career, I was on the brink
of marriage and went into a panic about my decision. Because my mother
paid for his services, I went to see Dr. Sadler for advice. He was very
formal, just like the psychiatrists in the movies. A large dog, like a
Great Dane, stood at his side as a sentinel of affirmation. The doctor
told me our statistics indicated that the marriage would not work out.
Again I thought I knew best, and went through with the marriage to show
this doctor he was wrong. Alas, years later, the marriage ended as
predicted.
In the meantime I moved from Illinois to Southern California and became
a Valley Girl. My mom, again on her toes, sent me a copy of the first
printing of The Urantia Book in 1955. I put it on the shelf where I
stored odds and ends and it sat there for about five years.
Sometime in 1960, while I was experiencing low physical health and
mental uncertainties, I took the book down from the shelf, drew the
drapes in the bedroom, shut the door, and began to read in secret. I
was going to prove this was all a hoax and expose the real writers--
whoever they were!
Well, the real truth started slowly to get to me in a big way. It was
months before I told my mom, and then only after I had visited the one
and only Los Angeles study group, then held in Hancock Park. There I
met some beautiful people who, I discovered, were quite normal--at
least for L.A! That was the beginning.
Trying to be cautious, I held off joining the Los Angeles Urantia
society until 1965. It’s been surprises and crises ever since, but the
teachings have become a part of me that I cannot separate.
I’d like to be able to tell Doc Sadler that he was right on all counts,
and that I liked his dog.
My Mom already knows.
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Dale J.
Arcadia, California
Dentist
Sometime in the early '60s I was working on a fine elderly gentleman
named Fred Squires in my dental chair. We talked about philosophy and
religion. I was searching even then, having checked into reincarnation,
Edgar Cayce, pyramids, UFOs, and the like. At one point I made the
mistake of taking my hands out of Fred’s mouth long enough for him to
say, “ I have a book that I think you might be interested in.” He then
told me a little about it. It sounded quite interesting, so I asked if
I could borrow it.
“No way!” he replied, “But you can buy one at the bookstore.”
I was not in the habit of buying everything recommended to me in the
office, but I guess my guardian angel--or midwayers or Thought Adjuster-
-must have been needling me, because I made a trip to Vroman’s
bookstore in Pasadena to buy one. At the time, of course, I had no idea
that I had a guardian angel or Thought Adjuster, but something
motivated me to pursue the issue.
At the bookstore, when I asked for The Urantia Book (Fred had written
the name down for me), the salesgirl said, “The what book?” When I
repeated it, she said, “Okay, I’ll look it up.” She soon returned with
the name of the publishers in Chicago where she could order it, but it
would cost $12.50. Being a big spender, and having made a special trip
to the store, I told her to go ahead.
In about two weeks I received a phone call saying my book had
arrived. “What book?” I asked. “The Urantia Book you ordered,” she
replied. Well, that was the start of a new adventure into the universe
for me. After thumbing through the table of contents and the authors
with all of their weird names, I decided I had bought myself an
enormous, expensive, paper-pack of science fiction. I enjoyed science
fiction, so I started with the geological development of our planet. It
was fascinating, and within a couple of weeks I was hooked on The
Urantia Book as fact and not fiction.
Fred subsequently invited me to a study group at Helen Steen’s home in
Pasadena. Helen, Fred, and Julia Fenderson were all from Chicago, and
had been a part of the Forum with Dr. Sadler. It was a fascinating
study group, with charts for daily reading, summaries of the apostles,
lists of Jesus’ earth family, and some beautiful color drawings of the
universes by Georgia Gecht.
After I read enough to know what it was about, I bought several more
first-printing copies and gave them to my relatives. The results were
predictable: one fundamentalist sister burned the book as the work of
the devil; one of my brothers put it on the shelf of his library, and
it was years before he blew the dust off it. So I learned. Now I just
occasionally sow a few seeds, in the hope that they will take root and
grow. Since then, a couple of my siblings have graduated to the mansion
worlds, and I’m sure they were surprised on arrival.
How has The Urantia Book changed my life? I was somewhat prepared for
something new, as my mother had switched to the Christian Science
belief in my youth, and I was thereby exposed to it somewhat. And later
on, my pastor, Dr. Banared, gave me an Edgar Cayce book, saying he
thought that I might be interested in it. This was on top of my solid
Presbyterian background of Sunday School teacher, superintendent,
Christian Education chair, elder, and trustee in a large church. But
something was always missing.
When I found the Urantia Book, the blanks in my faith were filled in.
The “I’s were dotted and the “t’s crossed in my belief. It also
opened up many new questions for which I am still seeking answers.
However, I now have a complete faith and trust in God as my Father and
friend as I search to reach him. He is personal and real to me now,
rather than a man in the sky with a long beard, waiting for me to make
a mistake so that St. Peter can write it down in my book of life.
Most of all, the book has given me a real concept of Jesus as Michael
of Nebadon, my elder brother and creator. I had almost become an anti-
Jesus freak. My life is now becoming fulfilled, and I am more at peace
with the real world of the spirit. What more can I ask for than to
enjoy the journey?
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Dale J.
Florida
Management Information Systems
I was working for a supermarket as a part-time stocking clerk in 1963
in Ft. Lauderdale, Florida. One evening, as I was gathering baskets
from the parking lot, a woman approached me and asked, “Is your name
James? James Irwin?”
“Yes,” I answered, “and how might I help you?”
“Emma wants you to have this,” she said, and handed me a large blue book.
“Emma who?” I asked her.
“Emma Christensen,” she replied, then turned around and walked away. To
this day I have no idea who the person is who delivered the book to me.
When I returned to the store, I opened the book to the first page and
wrote Emma Christensen’s name inside. I was only seventeen at the time,
but any book of a theological nature naturally caught my attention. I
recall reading it non-stop, day and night, until I finished it. I even
took days off work to enable me to complete the book.
The Urantia Book has been my companion through all of my life’s events.
It went with me during my tour to Vietnam, on railroad trips to Japan,
Hong Kong, Australia, Thailand, and on side trips to Korea, Cambodia,
Laos, and China. (One time it took a side trip without me, but that’s
another story.) The Urantia Book has served me well these thirty-five
years. Many kind folks have offered to replace it for me, as the cover
has long since come off, and pages that came out are tucked inside, but
I consider I’m only just beginning to break it in.
Eighteen years after the book had been given to me, I thought it might
be time to thank “Emma,” so I decided to call the Urantia Foundation in
Chicago. I knew nothing of the Foundation, Emma, or anything else
surrounding the book’s origin. The purpose of my call was to thank this
kind lady for giving me the book. Although people had since told me
that Emma didn’t answer the phone at the Foundation anymore by then, on
that day she did. I asked if I might speak to Ms.
Christensen.
“I am she,” she replied.
The next few moments were extraordinary. I began, “My name is James
Irwin...” Before I could add, “But you probably don’t know me,” she
exclaimed, “Then you got the book?”
“Ahh, umm...yes,” I replied.
“I’m happy that you called,” she said, “even if it has taken you a while.”
We talked of many things—the midwayers and their presentiments, the
celestial hosts, various spirit beings, Michael-Jesus. She expressed
her belief that her time was almost at an end here, and we spoke of the
morontia life yet to be experienced.
It has been my privilege, honor, and humble opportunity to have had
this book for these many years. I may be deluded, but I am convinced
that my Thought Adjuster, guardian angels, and other hosts unknown to
me placed these theological concepts in my life’s path. Although I
never met Emma face-to-face in this life, I look forward to our
morontia life meeting. To this day, I do not know how Emma knew of me,
but I shall always treasure our unforgettable phone conversation.
Shortly thereafter, Emma left us to continue on in her life’s journey.
Oh, by the way, Emma was the last living member of the six contact
commissioners, and was the individual who typed the entire Urantia Book
from the original papers.