Pathiel – The Great Time of Times – Redemption

[Pa.01_001] What do you think, you little peoples in the earth’s far regions,
and all you races whose home is among the stars?
What do you think, you earths and moons and all you mighty suns,
and you who sit enthroned above all suns?
Which of the Godhead’s countless greatest deeds of love
would reveal itself as greatest of all within a faithful heart?
Do not guess at infinity, filled though it is with works,
whose magnitude even the greatest angels cannot fathom.
Nor guess at the number of atoms in all those spaces,
or how infinitely many dwell there in the endless vastness.

[Pa.01_002] Do not guess at countless billions of enclosing globes,
each of which holds billions of suns.
Do not guess at the number of the great hosts of spirits,
nor let even the greatness of angels too readily beguile you,
though an angel’s eye already makes light of all the globes,
and its very eyelash takes in more than all the globes proclaim.
Do not reckon how much life multiplies in an hour
throughout the endless spaces, in all the seas of ether.
Consider that in all these things you will never guess
the greatest of all the greatest deeds of eternal Love.

[Pa.01_003] You may guess here and there, up and down like lightning,
and kindle your imagination in the blaze of every sun,
and go on doing the like throughout all eternities.
Yet you will draw no closer to the trace of truth.
You will move away from it by millions of millions of millions,
and lose what you have already gained by starting to count.
So seek no longer throughout all the spaces of creation.
You will not find where Love’s greatest deed begins to germinate.
The little finger held before your eye covers more
than you could ever unfold throughout all eternities.

[Pa.01_004] Infinite though I already am in the life of a mite,
and greater still in those points that hover in space,
whence light flashes to you across unmeasured distances
when the darkness of night gently shields you from harsher rays,
and though you would anxiously and faithfully sum up all those infinities
and test My greatness in the suns as in the dust,
as I have said, all this would avail you little
even if you were to sweat yourselves into billions of drops.
There is one thing alone to which you should all give faithful heed:
to behold the Greatest in His smallest works.

[Pa.01_005] What do you think, faithful seeker in the halls of the Godhead’s wonders?
Which wonder is the greatest in all of all?
You say, ‘Surely light is the greatest thing an eye can behold,
for without light it would be folly to build a world.’
Your answer, seeker, was by no means a poor one,
for only in light does the Great One order all His works.
Yet if you would praise light as the greatest of wonders,
and give your allegiance to the effect in place of its ground,
would it not be as if someone were to say in earnest,
‘Day, made to bear the light, is greater than night’?

[Pa.01_006] Truly, it is not light that, among all deeds,
would show itself in My greatness as the greatest of wonders.
For if the greatest of My deeds were to be found in light
so that there it might untie for you the most tangled of knots,
then the smallest spark sprung from the light
would, as light, equal the great light poured out everywhere
over suns and worlds and in the open spaces
where great seeds are just beginning to germinate into new suns.
See, faithful seeker, how sorely you have ensnared yourself.
Therefore direct your longing towards something else.

[Pa.01_007] What do you think, dear observer, searching the courses of the stars?
What do your stars prompt you to think the greatest?
You say, ‘It is space, in which all magnitudes are measured,
in which in the end the greatest of all magnitudes is forgotten.’
You too, I tell you, have given the matter no poor thought,
for it is indeed in space that I have accomplished the greatest deeds.
Without space no one could create so much as a mite
or even move the smallest atom from its place.
Yet if you would profess that space is the greatest of all,
what name will you bestow on eternity?

[Pa.01_008] See how grievously you have deceived yourself concerning Me again.
Listen, you have lied to neither Me nor others, but only to yourself.
For if space were the greatest, as you mistakenly suppose,
look, all the angels would lament such greatness.
They would say, ‘Where two equal magnitudes balance one another,
how could one yield and be overcome by the other?’
For where the greatest deed is to make itself known as such,
there will be little indeed to sense of space, time and light.
The life of the spirit is already set beyond space and time.
How then could space, already overcome, furnish what you seek?

[Pa.01_009] What, clear-sighted seer, would you sing to Me as greatest,
and so win wisdom as the prize of these lofty questions?
But heed this: only one thing from your chamber may you name to Me,
for no one can ever declare two to be one magnitude.
You say, ‘It is infinity!’ I am content,
for your mouth can name nothing greater in space down here.
And it is true that infinity weighs all magnitudes
in time as well as space, and all things are measured by it.
Yet there is one thing, My clear-sighted seer, we almost forgot:
by what do we measure the fruitfulness of the infusions?

[Pa.01_010] Does the endless express itself down here in time and space alone?
What fate, then, is afterwards allotted to each division?
If you find the endless at work in the division of a speck of dust,
and see that it belongs to the lowliest of forms,
why did you name that which does not resolve the question
in which I bear love for you and all My children?
And if infinity were the greatest thing you could name to Me,
what would distinguish Me, or you, from loose dust?
Though a thing seem to you as small as a point, or smaller,
believe that infinity is within it, or you will bewail your error.

[Pa.01_011] See, when countless things possess something in equal measure,
how could My greatest greatness show itself in it?
Where one thing has not an atom more than another,
how could the greatest of My deeds be sought there?
Is there any difference, then, between a world and a mite?
Tell Me in one syllable which has infinitely more!
If you cannot readily bring this about on the spot,
I say you will not readily reach the answer to My question.
For truly, the greatest is not buried in the endless.
You will have to refresh yourself with something else.

[Pa.01_012] And you, My dear priest, standing on the steps of life,
called to teach wisdom to all the people from your chair,
what would you grasp in your teaching as My greatest deed
and then faithfully proclaim to creatures on every road?
With all your faithfulness, I tell you, collect yourself well.
Do not, like those before you, give Me the next poor name that comes.
For see, My priest, you can and should proclaim something deeper
than all the others. Shame on you if you cannot unfold
that wherein you would sing of Me to the people as the Greatest.
Say, then, what seems wise to you, without forcing anything.

[Pa.01_013] Very well, I have heard the faithful testimony of your mouth.
You have faithfully pondered the wound of My heart.
I am content, although you have not found the greatest.
You may still hope for something greater in your answer.
But see, there is little foundation in the wound in My side
for you to proclaim it as a deed of Mine. Far be that from your lips.
How should one who was struck down boast of his wounds?
Such glory would writhe like a worm in the heart.
If one of the executioners pierced My faithful heart,
tell Me, did I do that? Did I shed My own blood?

[Pa.01_014] See, My dear priest, can you impute to Me as My own
greatest deed of all what an executioner could undertake,
and then bear witness to Me in every region of the earth,
saying that those of such faith will dwell with Me?
Is it a man's own deed if he is hanged on the gallows?
Truly, see, for the glory of such deeds
no one will contend with envy. How can you proclaim this of Me
and unfold it as the greatest of the Godhead's deeds besides?
Do you not know the difference between a deed and bitter suffering?
You do better to keep silent if you cannot decide that.

[Pa.01_015] Yet because you have come closer to the trail than the others,
your courage shall not be wholly taken from you as theirs was.
I will show you what still keeps you captive in error.
You need have no fear of My great faithfulness.
You chose the means alone in place of the end
and thereby lost sight of the greatest deed for a time.
Now reflect on the end and let the means go,
and you will soon learn how I baptise with the spirit.
And when you yourself are baptised by My Spirit,
you will soon behold the greatness of Love on earth.

[Pa.01_016] You devout sufferer, look here, the prize lies before your eyes!
Tell Me something too that might be worthy of My greatness.
From the abundance of My deeds, what seems to you the greatest,
before which the mightiest deed sinks into nothingness?
See, you may guess freely, for I demand nothing of you
as I did of the earlier sages. Speak and do not be afraid
that you may or may not find the best answer for Me.
Truly, however your testimony may turn out,
I tell you, you will never lose your salvation on that account,
however far you might go astray in your answer.

[Pa.01_017] Your answer has turned out very well, My devout sufferer.
Truly, there is more in your single syllable than in all
the magnitudes the earlier sages imagined and spoke of,
though they drew their words from endless spheres.
For though the cross in itself is a little thing to behold,
very great things can indeed be built upon it.
Much was therefore accomplished upon it
whereby so many sick people might heal their ills.
And so the greatest deed was indeed accomplished upon it.
Yet the cross alone can never measure that deed.

[Pa.01_018] For if the crucifixion were the greatest of all My deeds,
I would have had to do that dreadful thing to Myself,
and thereby show Myself guilty of taking My own life.
Truly, that would do little to sweeten My glory.
When someone has been condemned to die
and then crucified by bands of cruel Jewish executioners,
tell Me, has that person performed a great deed
when the hangman has dragged him to the bitter gallows?
See how mistaken you too have been about My greatest deed.
But endure, and you will soon discover the truth within you.

[Pa.01_019] And you, My quiet traveller on the paths of My grace,
what do you hold greatest in the treasury of My deeds?
In the light of your grace it should indeed be little trouble
to proclaim My greatest deed to the people on earth.
For one who, like you, can rightly rejoice in My grace
need never rue having judged rightly.
Why do you hesitate, traveller full of grace on My paths?
Is it not fitting that I foster pure truth alone in you?
Give, then, what you have found on My paths.
Make the greatest deed known here to Me, I tell you, quite clearly.

[Pa.01_020] See, I knew you would not miss the mark by far.
Why then, filled as you are with light, should you hide such a thing from Me?
Truly and surely, you have hit the nail on the head.
In redemption you may indeed hope for the greatest of all greatness.
Yet ask yourself what it is that you would call ‘redemption’.
Nothing other than the crucifixion, which all believers know.
If you too, like the others, find the greatest thing there
and in this way faithfully proclaim the greatest error to Me,
truly, there is little more I can ask on this earth,
unless I would bear the heavy cross once again for you!

[Pa.01_021] See, you traveller endowed with light on the ways of salvation,
how can you weigh My greatest deed so poorly?
Were it as you have mistakenly declared before Me,
see, My disciples too had an inkling of the same.
Would there then be much difference between Me and them?
Certainly I would gain little glory in this way!
So, My traveller endowed with light, you may well guess better.
For what you say truly does not belong among the deeds
from which you should faithfully have proclaimed the greatest to Me
and thus joined your light of grace to it in a living way.

[Pa.01_022] And you, full of love for Me in your faithful heart,
who have often tried the pains that come with deeds of love,
what do you think is the greatest thing I have faithfully done for you,
thus weighing the anchor of death and setting out towards life?
Do not be afraid to say what you have found to be best.
You have nothing to fear, for My love is wrapped around you!
And even if you cannot fully show Me what is truly greatest,
you will still eat at My children's table.
So take heart and try to tell Me something too,
for I will lift you out of your error before the others.

[Pa.01_023] Now see, truly you have guessed best of all,
though you too have not quite divined the greatest deed.
In My love the greatest of all is indeed hidden,
as the morning newly awakened in you tells you.
Yet see in the rays of the brightest holy light of My wisdom
how love shows itself as the ground of holy deeds.
Truly, soon enough, readily and clearly you will grasp
how close your judgement, dear one, comes to the purest truth!
But do not choose love itself as a deed.
Wed yourself to it as the purest ground of deeds.

[Pa.01_024] When, following My counsel, you have done this within yourself,
see, you have then touched the true ground in full.
Do not delay, faithful love, in trusting My counsel,
for soon you will behold this greatest thing in majesty within you.
Consider that, amid all your diligent deeds of love,
Love's greatest deed will soon reveal itself of its own accord.
For what is hidden in the greatest depths from the wise of this world
is shown to a child by every bright, newly awakened morning.
So take heed of the morning that has risen for you.
Truly, in it every longing will be stilled!

[Pa.01_025] And you, My little people on this lean, dark earth!
In your distress and the great burden of your suffering,
what deed do you think would show itself in Me as greatest to you?
For listen, the word of the people must incline divinely to the truth!
And if individuals could not faithfully tell Me of it,
then surely all together must faithfully find the truth.
But look, the people hesitate and will not guess at My deed.
Who will guess it when the peoples are struck dumb and falter?
One says this, another that. What gifts are these?
I see already that the truth is not buried in the people!

[Pa.01_026] I see that it will hardly be found among all these people.
So now I will call upon the earth to find the answer.
Speak, dark prison, speak, grave of all the dead!
What did your wide ocean eye and its watery messengers see,
and what did you hear with your wide, gaping ears,
which so often burrow deep and far into your graves?
Thunder from your vast gulfs of fire!
Can you fathom, trembling, the greatest of My deeds,
so that your troublesome guests all tremble for it,
since they are unwilling to give Me an answer to the question?

[Pa.01_027] You too, with all your seas and gulfs of fire and chasms,
are quiet as a mouse on its enemy's familiar paths.
You rotten bearer of countless abominations of the worst kind,
can you too, as witness, not untangle the knot of My love?
Then go contentedly on along your dark courses,
as swiftly as you can, away from My eye and light!
If your wide eye and your many ears could not discern
what My greatest deed always turns upon,
then you, earth, have yourself gone over into every sin,
and will scarcely ever say, ‘A new light has dawned for me!’

[Pa.01_028] You weep, pale mother of sins, at My zeal!
Weep, then, but grow softer and riper in your disposition
to bear witness to Me when I ask you to,
without staring deafly, defiantly shining within your circuit.
If you cannot speak of the greatness of My deed down here,
confess the night within you, and see, I shall be content.
But you have left Me waiting in silence long enough for an answer,
and for this I might soon cause your surging eye to grow still.
If hereafter you can find no answer for Me,
at least faithfully yield up your folly to Me!

[Pa.01_029] Since the dust called earth has not rightly understood Me,
I turn to you, sun, released from your bonds.
You great torch of worlds, bathed in light, tell Me
in what days My greatest deed was accomplished.
For if you are the mother of day to many earths in their courses,
you will readily be able to show Me the greatest of your days.
For when I walked on earth, as you faithfully know,
and faithfully bore every burden there as a human being,
you were witness to all My great works.
You wept even over My death and could remember the day.

[Pa.01_030] Now look, you rigid earthly sage, towards My sun,
and listen to the great crown of the earths' light-filled days.
See how from the vast gulfs of all her ten earths
she begins to drive forth her light, thereby to proclaim to Me,
if not the greatness of the deed, then that time of times
in which, listen, all the dead sought the hand of life.
Learn reverence too, you dust-covered nothing, and learn from luminous depths
to speak with Me out of humility, free of the tricks of pride.
For if the great mother of better children trembles before Me,
what is it, you nothing, that gives life to your pride?

[Pa.01_031] Now listen! She speaks in beautiful, reverently measured tones
that reach My ear like the song of the spheres.
Hear the great words echoing from distant depths.
Hear how the great worlds speak like little children!
For these little living ones know Who asks about the deeds.
Only you, who are My children, could falter before Me!
The sun speaks: ‘O great God and most holy Creator,
do not demand the great answer of me too hastily.
Surely, Lord, the question will strike even the greatest angels,
as it strikes me, the dust. They will lament their blindness!

[Pa.01_032] O Lord, from my wide, flame-like eyes I saw,
I saw You, my Creator, suckling at the breast of the earth.
Truly my light fled in fright into my ample womb
before the earth's mighty splendour. I had to coax it like a child.
I did not know what lofty meaning this might have,
or why my light, for fear, began to bury itself in me.
O Lord, great anxiety began to overwhelm me
when even the earths departed from their courses!
There was not a point on my wide surface that did not tremble.
Even in my old craters new life stirred!

[Pa.01_033] O Lord, when I, a speck of dust, was near dissolution before You
and saw with great fear that I was to perish into nothing,
an angel, weary with bliss, came flying swiftly to me
and drew me, poor speck of dust, out of the terror of death.
He said, “Fear nothing, you faithful sun!
See, what makes your old craters tremble is bliss,
yes, overflowing bliss! Not for the earth alone, but for all the stars,
a mighty light has dawned from holy distances.
See, the great God, your Creator, chose the earth
and was born there of a woman as a helpless child!”

[Pa.01_034] O Lord, forgive me that, when I learnt of such grace to the earth,
I nearly fell to quarrelling out of pious envy.
I thought to myself, “In my wide spaces filled with light,
surely such a holy fruit would germinate more worthily!”
But the great angel, drunk with bliss, gently went on:
“Truly, faithful sun, you quarrel and do not know the ladder
on which the love of our great God is wont to go,
paying little heed to how such suns revolve.
For when the Lord wills to accomplish the greatest of all deeds,
He surely need not flee to you, you envious sun!”

[Pa.01_035] But when I heard these things from the angel's mouth,
I rejoiced greatly at the great and holy tidings.
All my light left its places of refuge as swift as thought,
then poured out in waves as large as earth in all directions.
It shone down on the little earth as if newly begotten
and listened, joyful and trembling, for the Word, the new ‘Let there be’,
with the keenest, deepest and most joyful attention.
Yet look upon me, poor thing, and have mercy! Of the blessing
that then went forth so abundantly from the earth
I could receive only the smallest part for my eye to behold.

[Pa.01_036] Therefore, O great God, do not demand of Your sun
what angels cannot grasp even in their highest bliss.
How could I speak fully of Your greatest deed
when I could never find the answer even for Your smallest?
See, though whole hosts of earths could freely take their ease
on the vast plains of my splendour
and often dwell by the thousand in my springs of ether,
and though my light can amply brighten the furthest depths,
what endless spaces and angels do not comprehend,
O God, You will graciously spare this worthless dust from proclaiming!’

[Pa.01_037] O sun! Truly you are not the least among suns.
For see, she at whose breasts I once suckled
gladly chose you from millions of millions of millions to dwell in,
there to wait in spirit for those scarcely yet born.
For just as you, their quiet guardian, guide your own
and even lose yourself with your light in their graves,
so on your ground, full of grace, there watches
another sun, with little children in her keeping.
As you faithfully shone on the child of earth in those times,
so the child will one day prepare a glorious lot for you.

[Pa.01_038] Hear and see, you human forms so greatly and fully endowed with life:
the sun, so little endowed with life, praises Me with angelic harps.
Yet you awakened children, constant witnesses of My love,
can only steal in the sanctuary like idle, shameless thieves.
You know how good the holy Father is to His faithful ones.
You know that at His heart one never hears the children weep.
O you hardened servants of Satan! What drives you away?
Why will you not turn to the banners of My love?
See how swiftly the times devour one another, never to return!
Listen, you whose minds are set on time and the world: time has overtaken you!

[Pa.01_039] To whom shall I now turn My loving word, asking of My greatness?
Where shall I send the great prize for the answer?
Whom shall Love question still, and where seek the answer?
In those masses of light and fire so far from your eyes?
Truly, if witnesses close by cannot show it,
how shall those far away be the first to hold a faithful answer?
Yet about My greatness I will question the central sun.
In her greatness and in her mighty days
she will surely find the great Creator's greatest deed without too much trouble,
and conceal nothing upon her farthest fields of flame.

[Pa.01_040] Listen, then, great hearth of fire, ancient central sun,
shining in the Dog as the crown of the splendour of your suns.
With your rays cast endlessly far, what have you beheld of Me
throughout your universe that seems to you greatest of all?
See, suns in millions of millions of millions circle you,
each with moons and earths, and with comets added by the million,
so that each might reign as a universe in its sphere,
and from each, indeed, countless works unfold in majesty.
Surely then, among all these infinitely many works,
you will perceive My greatest dwelling somewhere among them.

[Pa.01_041] Take your time. Your Creator knows how far your ground extends.
Across the millions of millions of miles of your seed-bearing fires,
across your plains of flame stretching millions of millions of millions of miles,
and out of the wide chasms of ether of your thousand suns,
the great answer cannot be gathered so swiftly.
Yet for that reason you should not make it known to Me too late.
If you would find the great answer to the question more quickly,
do not mimic the many suns that are your children.
Penetrate instead to the centre of your spirit of fire.
From there you will bring the right answer very soon indeed.

[Pa.01_042] Hear, you rigid peoples, the distant roll of deep thunder.
Look how it rumbles in the sea of fire through waves of ether,
how quickly the great mother of suns has faithfully found her way.
From millions of millions of millions of miles away she brings in seconds
what all the peoples of this earth were so long unwilling to find,
preferring to sulk lazily and sluggishly at My love.
But hear the great answer now wafting across to you
from those far, quiet heights filled with light and consolation.
And even if fulfilment does not faithfully speak in it,
it will put your proud mouths to miserable silence!

[Pa.01_043] Now let Me hear what you, great one, have found,
and what you have released from your unmeasured depths.
But heed this: tell it to Me in tones that are not too gentle,
for see, upon this dust of earth there are very stubborn sins.
So use the strong voice of the worlds of suns
and take the occasion to tell something of My wrath.
Firebrands great enough to set the earth alight
you may fittingly join to your great and mighty words.
For I must bring a fire to My blind ones in any case.
So do it in advance and give what the dead are struggling for.

[Pa.01_044] ‘O great God and Creator, what grace I have found!
You have wrapped my wide field of flame in Your word,
and You, Holy One, have given me a question to resolve.
What am I before You that You would stir me to such great life?
See, what can I, a tiny speck of dust, do before You, the Endless One,
and how can I fan my little sparks into a worthless word before You?
Be gracious and merciful to me, poor dust of a sun.
Do not place me, a nothing before You, in the vice of Your almightiness.
Truly, I have found myself too small and worthless before You,
for such food is surely not fit for dogs!’

[Pa.01_045] Listen, faithful old mother of suns, rich in experience.
Even faithful dogs are often given nourishing food.
So when your Lord has shown you this great grace
and chosen you to interpret the greatness of His deed,
without excuse and without misgiving
direct what I desire down to the dark earth at once.
For I, your Lord, know your exposure to the fire already
and have measured the question exactly to your strength.
Take heart, then, and act according to the Creator's holy will,
and fulfil My command this time as at every other time.

[Pa.01_046] ‘So be it, Mighty One. Who can resist Your word,
when all the angels tremble at Your faintest breath?
I will therefore faithfully order myself according to Your word
and, so far as it is in my power, put the earth's error right.
Yet when as central sun I speak words to the earth
that spring only from the mighty greatness bestowed on me,
truly, O great God, it will draw no vanity from me.
Only because You will it shall I exult before Your earth,
so that through my great fiery zeal she may become more ready
to be a dwelling for Your great children.

[Pa.01_047] ‘O Lord, You know from those realms of time long past,
when those held fast in captivity still strove for freedom of life,
how out of Your love You let Your great compassion flow.
Out of it we still greet all our children in this age
and for many aeons still give them the nourishment
we then received from the holy life of compassion
which flowed unfathomably from Your Father-heart.
Very soon after that time I was struck by Your might.
Countless little sparks flashed over my fields of flame,
and even now they are lovely to behold as children all around me.

[Pa.01_048] ‘I know very well that even I and all my kind
have greater mothers of our own in the deeper realms.
But I speak here only so far as things have been taken from me
and only as much of it as may profit the speck of dust called earth.
O Lord, You know the sand on my shores of light.
Who could count it? Who could sum its multitude by threes?
Yet I must take great care that not a single grain escape me,
lest it easily crush a daughter sun in the universe.
How large, then, might earth prove standing on my ground?
I do not know. I have never beheld or perceived her.

[Pa.01_049] ‘O Lord, I would know the size of this earth of Yours
before in obeying Your word I shatter her entirely.
For if I were to send a glowing speck of dust to her,
tell me, would it not all too easily and swiftly end the poor earth?
But Lord, I see the nothingness of my vain and foolish questions.
The speck of dust that Your Father's hands bear protectively
will not be so small. So I will resolve without delay
to shoot a glowing point from my ground towards her.
And if the point strikes her with too great a size and weight,
the hand that bears her will set all things right.

[Pa.01_050] ‘Listen, then, you atom of a world, you worthless earth,
you foolish nothing grazing among the flock of my children.
What are you before me, dust of the dust of my children,
you hideous ground bearing none but the most deeply fallen sinners?
Tell me, is it true that you have borne the Most High?
Hear me, vain nothing. Do not make me ask you twice!
How is it possible that the Most High, to save you,
could break the eternally mighty chains of His almightiness,
to seek you, who have never been anything anywhere,
and moreover to choose you for the greatest deed?’

[Pa.01_051] ‘Why ask, waste words and stir the ground of sin?
Even if the answer came, surely I would not perceive it.
So I would rather thunder my proclamation through all space.
Even if my answer set all the dust of worlds alight,
it would trouble me little, if only I could bring the Lord
what pleased Him and sing of His greatest deed.
Little would I ask after all the atoms of earth,
even if their size surpassed my glowing points.
Nothing depends on the size of the clods in any case.
Why, then, should I still cherish mercy for the dust?

[Pa.01_052] ‘So be it! Hear, you suns in the wide spaces!
Hear, my children, hear in the germ of your light!
The Most High, the Infinite and Eternal One, God,
holy, holy, holy, the mighty and great God,
before whom the strongest and greatest angels pray, trembling in awe,
at whose breath the chains that anchor us scatter like chaff,
that same great God whom eternities cannot encompass
has come down from His eternal heights to the dust!
Yes, He before whom eternal spaces full of beings tremble
hid Himself in the infinitely feeble life of a sinner!

[Pa.01_053] ‘More still, as I have heard from all my children,
the Most High was pleased, in obedience to His love—
ponder it well, all you myriads and aeons,
ponder it well, all you vast mother suns!
Where do you think the Most High so secretly
let the morning of life of the greatest eternal day appear?
Truly, if I do not tell you, you will never fathom it.
Look down. A point is to be found in dark depths,
whose size would hardly cover an aeon's fraction of my surface.
There He dwells, the great God, to awaken the dead!

[Pa.01_054] ‘Worthless dust called earth, inhabited by filthy beings,
was chosen as the place where He would redeem the dead clods
and thus give these dark beings a greatness
before which even the greatest angels tremble in awe!
And listen, I tell you as truly and faithfully as I heard it:
when the Most High came there to the dead
and clothed Himself in their very lowliness,
believe what I tell you, for not a syllable is false,
there the earth, no earth, for such a thing has no name,
condemned the love of the Most High to death, and those who came to Him!

[Pa.01_055] ‘What would I and you have done had HE come to us?
Truly, HE would have been received with billions of psalms!
From all my myriads of gulfs of flame,
from the most glowing depths of my innermost spirit of fire,
I would have sent forth countless new suns far from me
so that such a guest might stay with me, if only briefly.
Yet though HE is still, to this very hour and despite every deed,
unrecognised in all His love by those vile, filthy, worthless hordes,
HE still dwells with them!
And He even wills to be their Father and Brother in every sense!

[Pa.01_056] ‘Hear, all my kind, hear, you ancient suns.
Hear, even you who dwell in the eternal centre!
The Lord may create new, infinitely vast spaces,
gather eternities themselves together into a single point,
fashion immeasurably great angels out of nothing
and cause His strength to reign even in their billions.
Truly, in every deed HE will always surpass Himself.
Yet as God to become Father and Brother, to offer love
to dust, to nothing, to death, to endure and suffer in all gentleness!
I say it: there is the greatest! O suns, believe me with joy!

[Pa.01_057] ‘And You, my great God and Creator, be gracious to me, poor as I am,
and have mercy on my little service, which has no worth.
I know how unsearchable You are in Your counsel and ways
and how unfathomable in Your depths, full of blessing.
So graciously receive what I have faithfully sung to You
and thus also pressed into life on Your earth.
I, a little sun, could never measure anything greater
nor wring a greater word from all my depths.
For truly, what I could faithfully name as greatest
I will confess as eternally true in my deepest depth!’

[Pa.01_058] Truly and surely, faithful sun, you have spoken well,
and sharply avenged the evil of the peoples of earth.
I say, as no one else has, you have come upon the trail of truth,
and what you said is taken faithfully and truly from Me.
Yet as for what My greatest deed might be in spirit,
you too have not begun to touch it in a single syllable.
For what you spoke of is only the consequence of such deeds.
Yet so that you may never counsel yourself falsely concerning Me,
I will tell you a little word full of meaning in confidence:
the great will truly never behold the greatest within themselves.

[Pa.01_059] You have heard the sun that stands nearest to you
give her faithful speech in lofty bliss.
You have heard the great word of the great central sun.
Have you thereby come to the answer to My question?
Must you not say within yourselves, ‘Truly, by no means’?
For even the great central sun could not allay
all the doubts that have settled upon your heart.
What folly it is to seek My great gifts
in the farthest spaces, where I have not kept them,
instead of faithfully seeking and searching where I dwell in love!

[Pa.01_060] To show you properly how what is great is unfit
to grasp My greatest deed, even if it renounces itself,
I will show you the greatest sun in the globe.
This great nucleus too shall tell you something by way of a test.
Before I put My great question to it,
I will unfold a little of its magnitude quietly before your eyes.
It is not to bear witness to My greatness,
for truly, billions would have to fall silent in fear.
It is so that you might see clearly and faithfully within yourselves
how little there is to build upon in all these dead clods.

[Pa.01_061] See, if you would think truly about such a sun's size,
you must direct towards a vast ball of fire
your gaze, senses and thoughts, and measure it
with the deepest grounds of feeling. Do not forget
that the bulk of such bodies at the centre
cannot be measured in miles. You would never see an end!
Yet you can try it by the swiftness of light.
Count carefully, without error, in every second
exactly forty-five earth-widths as your unit.
Then you will soon and faithfully arrive at the pure truth.

[Pa.01_062] There the greatest ball of fire would be set before your eyes,
quite close for you to take in, yet, lest it crush you,
far enough away, believe it, aeons of sun-widths!
For a ray of light to travel from its south pole to its north,
even millions of millions of millions of your years would scarcely suffice.
Now you can measure the size of this sun against your unit.
Surely you will be seized with a dreadful feeling.
You will vanish altogether with your sun and all your earths.
And if the whole globe full of suns fell upon the colossus,
it would only fleck its surface like scattered flakes!

[Pa.01_063] Enough. Take ten times a million million million years to determine
how long the swift ray would have to climb from pole to pole.
Yet if there were a sun somewhere larger than a globe,
could it do more to praise Me with the greatest praise that is justly Mine?
Truly and surely in all eternities, all those masses of worlds
are left so large for the benefit of the world of bodies itself.
But that, because I made them so large,
they should bear greater witness to My might and greatness
than a mite—listen, to raise up My glory,
I would have to become small, and your life many times smaller still!

[Pa.01_064] But if you should ask how these things are preserved
and ordered by the infinitely mighty sway of love,
from the atom to the hosts of worlds,
and how the light of the older suns continually increases,
so that even all the light of billions of lesser suns in the globe,
pressed into one point by way of a test,
would not come near even one little spark of that sun
of which I am speaking—listen, I say this for your delight:
judge which is easier, to create and order suns,
or, consider, to give life to a gnat and chastise it?

[Pa.01_065] Is one thing harder than another for Him who has the power?
What difference is it to the eagle whether it flies near or far?
Its pair of wings is not for flying over pebbles alone.
With it the eagle can also prevail over seas, Alps and mountains.
But if I, the Lord and Creator of all these things,
am infinite and penetrate all things with My presence,
what difference can it make whether I call forth suns or mites
with one word or with three syllables?
I show you these magnitudes to make you small
and then to turn your eyes towards greater, holy things.

[Pa.01_066] I will not show you further whether such suns are inhabited,
for you can well imagine that aeons of such bodies
were not created in vain or for light alone.
To tell you more of the hosts of beings there,
neither this place nor this time is appointed.
Nor will I speak of vast lands, storms, seas or peace among beings,
for none of that belongs to the matter or the purpose
whose surpassing greatness I set here before your eyes.
Yet to show you now the great time of times
I must prepare you in this way through the vastness of My creation.

[Pa.01_067] After all that has gone before I will proceed to the trial question,
but you must not prepare yourselves for a great answer.
Though the mighty thunder of the spheres crush you to the marrow,
its weight will not fill the empty places within you
that still seek the life of the spirit in your hearts
and, listen, pine with longing for redemption.
Yet do not think too little of the speech of the sun.
Truly, what is insignificant is not used for a great matter.
When sun and moon lose their light and stars fall to earth,
can such an image portray a trifling thing?

[Pa.01_068] And now, you solitary being aflame at the centre of the worlds,
you did see the Creator and tremble under His step
when He went down to the earth that had fallen lowest,
there to prepare in majesty a new life for the dead?
Hear, then, your great God and Lord puts to you the great question:
from what does the glory of His greatest deeds shine forth most brightly?
What seems greatest to you? You will surely tell Me,
since from your centre you can seek out all things with your light.
For even though you are kept far from all your kind,
from you the dust of worlds must first take shape.

[Pa.01_069] Listen, distant thunder already rolls trembling through the worlds,
bearing the great answer to the dust newly endowed with souls.
How the thunderclaps tremble, seized through and through with deepest awe,
scarcely daring to descend into the depths
where I beheld My works with eyes of flesh
and through suffering built Myself a new dwelling,
a lasting house of love and faithful belief,
and became the vine with many branches and ripe grapes!
But listen, the thunder modestly approaches the little earth.
Hear the answer. Receive the devout message with joy!

[Pa.01_070] ‘O great and most holy God and Creator of all things!
What can I, a nothing before You? I am too small and lowly!
I cannot dare to say a single word of You,
to answer a question for You, or show You out of all the days
the greatest day, the great time out of all eternal times.
O great God, how could I wrest from my dust
what all eternities can never comprehend?
So would You graciously release me from the great answer
and not ask me to teach Your children,
one of whom could destroy me altogether with a glance?

[Pa.01_071] ‘Hear, Holy One, hear the pleading of Your Urka.
Let grace waft to me from Your holy earth!
Small and worthless though I am among Your countless beings,
unable ever to measure myself even against the least of Your living ones,
when You set the great upon their thrones,
I, poor Urka, too flowed from Your hand!
So do not destroy me in my weakness before Your great earth.
Deliver me too from my distress and heavy burden of fear.
You already know how much of life has fallen to my lot.
Oh, do not keep me far from earth's salvation!

[Pa.01_072] ‘Yet lest You, Holy One, should find Your Urka disobedient,
let her make something known to You
by which she may show You for her part the reverence
she cherishes for Your earth and can never conceal.
It was at the time when You completed Your house on earth
and taught Your great children to become wholly like You.
Your great angels often flashed past me then.
I shudder still, and my whole being trembles with a holy fever,
when I recall how an atom of earth, falling upon me,
brought by an angel, almost crushed me!

[Pa.01_073] ‘The holy thing must have clung to the foot of such a messenger
without his noticing it in his haste to carry out his office.
At first I did not notice it. It was too small to be seen.
Yet in a short while it began to rise there of itself
and grow to an unheard-of size,
so that very soon it began to cover my nakedness,
to subdue all my dim flickering with its light
and break me into dusty fragments on every side.
With all my strength, which surpasses all suns,
I would have succumbed had a mighty spirit not protected me!

[Pa.01_074] ‘The mighty spirit appointed for my rescue was an angel.
He came to my aid and brought me holy peace.
I know You sent him to protect Urka
and to put so holy a burden to some better use.
When I had been freed from this mighty grip
and the lament of destruction had ceased upon my plains,
an angel showed me, standing not far from me,
a mighty new sun turning in a free whirl.
O Lord, if even atoms of Your earth weigh down poor Urka,
how much more must she bow before the whole earth!

[Pa.01_075] ‘Because, O Lord, I have experienced such things from Your earth,
preserve me, good Creator, from further dangers!
Do not let deep glances from Your earth strike me,
still less let me ape the wisdom of those
who are Your children in the eternal power of Your love,
one of whom is stronger than all my solar impulses.
O Lord, great God and Creator, holy beyond all holiness,
release me from speaking of what is too holy for angels,
and let me rest in peace in my distant depth,
where in silence I continually drip with Your great grace.’

[Pa.01_076] Have you heard how the great works speak to Me?
And have you heard what humility there is in the universe, you unyielding ones?
Believe that all the great suns in eternal spaces
are germinating, no less than you, for My great love.
The time will come when you will see for yourselves in truth
that these great lambs will suck the milk of life
from the fields where many have perished,
those who were called but had no longing
to attain life, since they thought themselves alive
and said, ‘See, life has no need to heed life!’

[Pa.01_077] But you, My great Urka, brought right gifts.
You said more than all spaces can contain, and sublime
was every syllable, worthy to sing of your Creator.
Few will succeed in penetrating so deeply into Me.
For though you are greater than every sun of your kind
and every magnitude of worlds must give way before you in deep awe,
you do not think boastfully upon your surpassing greatness.
In deepest humility, speaking as little children speak,
you show Me how little all vain greatness can count before Me.
So you are the greatest of all the endlessly many worlds!

[Pa.01_078] Upon your flaming ground, stretching quintaeons of sun-widths,
all of it still free from the brazen sins of earth,
I will one day build a great city
and there order all things wisely according to My love.
My wise children will then inhabit it
and sit upon the golden thrones of your humility,
so that with wisdom they may also taste humility
and flee from your greatness into themselves like struggling snails.
Thus I will found a school upon your ground
where all the fools of wisdom will clear away their error.

[Pa.01_079] But as for your own who live in the open regions
where flames do not rage as they do elsewhere,
see, to these beings large in body and small in spirit
I will also offer My love and then redeem them,
in a way of which the great have no inkling, not the least,
nor even the angels! I will plant new shoots from My love.
They will teach your great sages
very gently, in all love, and with living instruction,
then lead them into the free circles of My love
and show them My works on the journey of life.

[Pa.01_080] Now see, I have begun to make all things new.
I will spiritually transform all things of old!
Must I not renew all grass and trees every year?
Truly, what I do there I shall never regret.
But if I did not renew the trees, whence would fruit come?
Therefore everything must be formed anew in My light
so that it may not one day stand fruitless before the children.
Hear how different winds are already blowing from every side,
how they turn the weather-vane towards the eternal morning.
Take heed, you will soon discern the new great time!

[Pa.01_081] Now you have also heard what the greatest sun of all
has spoken of Me, crowned with the splendour of her humility.
She too could not guess My deed of deeds.
What do you think? Who is there that will not falter at My question?
To whom else shall I turn with My question?
Who will faithfully bring My question to fulfilment in his answer?
You think the blessed angels will not be mistaken in this.
They surely will be the first to touch the hem of My garment.
Very well, so be it. They too shall stand their greatest trial
and divine the answer throughout the greatest globe of all globes.

[Pa.01_082] Yet if even they should fail to reach it in the depths
and unravel the holy intricacies of love in the great question,
tell Me, what will be left to us? Whom shall we ask then?
Who will tell us what is right out of infinity?
Yes, if I tell you, you will indeed learn what is right,
for I, the great Master, surely keep it within Me.
Yet merely to know what I accomplished as the greatest,
how through My death I utterly destroyed the death of hell,
listen, that would bear you little holy fruit of life,
and it would surely be better never to ask about it at all!

[Pa.01_083] Rather, it is to show itself within My children,
and such abundant salvation is to rise from their hearts.
Then it would bring fruits of life of the highest blessing
to those who truly strive for the palm of life.
But if you would discover it only as knowledge,
you cannot yet say, ‘See, life has been found!’
So I tell you, it is better not to know it
than merely to know it and thereby forfeit life.
Yet if someone should awaken through My questions,
then yes, in the deed that person will soon find the greatest things!

[Pa.01_084] It will do such a person no harm if I proclaim the greatest.
Truly, it will only release the life in him from its sleep.
But for someone merely to dip his hands with Me, like Judas,
in My dish of life, truly, his end will be the end
that My betrayer experienced
when Satan entered into his body and soul.
Yet I speak these things faithfully and tenderly to you, My children,
for whom I have the deepest compassion and bear love.
So you should not be too greatly frightened,
for by this I seek only to awaken you to eternal life.

[Pa.01_085] Now let the question be given to the angels too.
Let it awaken anew in them great reverence and love.
We shall see what all these know of Me.
Surely such knowledge will not be lacking in their hands.
They will surely sing faithfully of My greatest deed
and with their keenest sight readily penetrate into My depths!
Yet first I must faithfully reveal one thing to you:
the free angels retain their free will
to proclaim only what they wish and are able to proclaim,
and so to bring forth what is their own and nothing foreign to them.

[Pa.01_086] Speak, then, all you most faithful messengers of My will together.
Name to Me the Father's greatest deed in the Son!
You were witnesses, you spoke through the mouths of the prophets.
In love you helped My David prepare his psalms.
You yourselves had to bring the mighty greetings to the Virgin,
and then surround her in aeons, ever faithfully guiding her.
And when at last she gave birth to the light of the earth
in a stable, amid pain and a great burden of fear,
you were all there, not one excepted,
singing praise for that deed on all the paths filled with light!

[Pa.01_087] So do not delay. Now you are to proclaim to human beings
what they and the whole of creation are unable to fathom!
Yet take heed: you must not begin in your lofty manner,
nor ponder too long and confusedly after a lower one.
You know the manner of human beings and all their ways,
and you know how little children praise Me.
In that manner, I tell you, you will readily be understood
by all devout people, your brothers on earth.
Now begin to scatter your voices upon the earth
and let your brothers rejoice in love.

[Pa.01_088] ‘O holy Father, if You should appoint us to hell,
You know, holy Father, we would do it with joy.
Yes, if we always had to carry all people in our hands,
we would do it in all love and never ask for rest,
though You have appointed it to be our greatest bliss,
in which nothing is glorified but Your holy name alone!
O holy Father, see, no sacrifice shall be too heavy for us
in heaven or in all Your great universes of creation.
For Your fatherly love is too full of sweetness.
Who could ever resist it throughout eternities?’

[Pa.01_089] ‘O holy Father, let us count all the atoms
and all the little sparks in the waves of flame of the greatest suns.
Let us, filled with love, shake all Your globes
and in an instant shake them down to atoms.
Let us toss worlds about in play like peas,
tear even the whole of hell and its brood to pieces
and reduce its prince himself so entirely to nothing
that eternities would find no trace of the dragon!
For Your power, in which we all live, will and feel,
must surely fulfil all things in an instant at one point!

[Pa.01_090] ‘Yet to find the answer to Your greatest question,
to tell You what eternities cannot fathom,
to sing faithfully of the greatest of Your greatest deeds,
to convey it to our brothers so that they understand it well—
O holy Father, You know what we are able to do,
for whatever we have, we have only from Your blessing!
Surely it was only to increase Your love within us
that You graciously chose to give us so great a question!
Graciously take this great burden from our loins,
for never in all eternity could we fulfil it before You!

[Pa.01_091] ‘Who could survey Your deeds and find one greater
than another? Who could fathom the depths of Your counsel?
O holy Father, since from the least to the greatest
we see how all is infinite, with what should we console ourselves?
How are we to measure the eternal circles of the greatness of Your deeds?
With what number determine such fullness and forget
that we ourselves belong to the great number? O words, words!
You little words, so easily heard here in the holy place,
yet who will ever fathom your depth, fullness and greatness?
O Father, You alone can kindle the light within us!

[Pa.01_092] ‘You formed Yourself anew as a human being on earth
and there reigned with all Your power and holiness.
As a human being You chose the very greatest lowliness,
and out of greatest love concealed Your glory entirely.
Nor did You allow anyone to serve You.
You faithfully served the poor Yourself, to win them
for Your holy love. You even willed to die for sins,
to found an entirely new kingdom for the lost!
O holy Father, this is all we can say,
but what is greatest in it we cannot name!’

[Pa.01_093] O My dear faithful servants, you have named it.
Quite unawares you have faithfully spoken of the greatest deed.
Yet if you cannot see clearly and distinctly within yourselves
where the greatest is hidden, wait in trust.
I will send you all down to the little earth.
There, to your greatest bliss, you will learn in joy,
truly, such joy as you have never felt until now,
that a little child of your choosing will tell you what is greatest!
And hear what has been hidden from all eternities until now:
O smallest world, for you the great morning was kept in store!

[Pa.01_094] For what I have rightly hidden from the sages of all spheres,
which they cannot fathom for all their care for wisdom,
I have faithfully reserved for the weak and for little children.
Even in their first tears I laid a power already at work,
greater and mightier than the tongues of all sages.
Unlike their vapours, these tears are not laboriously forced forth.
They are true, as pure as they fall from the innocent eye,
where like pearls they put their elders' love and care to the test.
In such little tender vessels I have buried it.
Blessed is the one who perceives these treasures there alone!

[Pa.01_095] Hasten here, faithful servants of love filled with bliss.
Come, all you who are wise out of My love, and bolder
in your very hairs than all the worldly power of the sages
who would travel the whole world solely for their own benefit,
to snatch at light from creation's abundance of wonders
and nibble at the delicacies of wisdom in place of the food of life.
Since you are wiser and bolder than all the light of worlds
and before all the world were faithful champions of love and wisdom,
come here, all of you, and choose yourselves a tender little child.
Come and see how wretched the world is without Me and you!

[Pa.01_096] Yet when soon it learns from Me and you, in a few words,
what keeps it from freeing itself from all these dangers
and makes it desire only death in place of life,
never suspecting that true life does not shine forth in wisdom
but lies hidden in love together with wisdom,
and that in love alone lies hidden the morning of wisdom,
as do all the bliss of life and the wonder of the light of grace,
then I will give all a tinder of life.
Whoever lets it kindle a fire in the heart
will truly never grow pale before eternal death!

[Pa.01_097] And when the world receives it in all truth in spirit
and thereby comes to long for love in place of wisdom,
this wretched world will receive what it never could have imagined.
I say, more than all the realms of vast creation can encompass!
But for now let it be faithfully entrusted to a few alone,
to those who built upon My love from early on.
When the time for the worlds to ripen comes before you,
which you will recognise by the weeping of all peoples of earth,
take the tinder now given you and kindle all the earths,
and let them burn until the evildoers become ashes!

[Pa.01_098] Now that you are present upon this little earth
and see the great distress upon this hearth of sin,
where many an abomination has already been cooked
by the wicked, curse-laden hordes of My enemy and yours,
quickly bring here a child of about seven years.
It must be very poor and even have little hair!
I tell you, with great love and respect you must lead it
here to Me, for very soon you will all feel strongly
what a great teacher you have held in your hands.
Truly, from his mouth you will receive the greatest teaching!

[Pa.01_099] And you too, My dear children, hasten. You must be here,
for truly this teacher will conceal nothing from you.
Like all the angels, you too must with open ears and eyes
carefully take the great truth into your heart.
Then in one wondrous instant you will behold the greatest deed,
so wondrously swift and clear that you will hardly trust your senses!
Truly, I shall have no further need to show you
that only in it are hidden the greatest deed, its fulfilment, purpose and gifts,
as the purest and greatest consequence of My love.
Clear as the midday sun, you will behold the shoots within you!

[Pa.01_100] I tell you: shoots such as you have never felt before,
nor have angels, for I gave no spirit knowledge of this
for this time. You may believe it as it stands written,
but understand well when the time of redemption will come!
‘The great hour’ no one knows, either on earth
or in the heavens, save HE who bears the great ‘Let there be’,
and the one to whom the Father will reveal it in spirit,
though to none who has not first eaten at the children's table.
And now the time of the great tidings has drawn near to you.
Awake now, you dead. Let My love avail you!

[Pa.01_101] See, the little child is already in the midst of My angels.
See how timidly and devoutly he acts, unused to the ways of heaven.
Look how carefully he examines and tests the angels
and listens for a word from the Father to trickle through the hosts.
See, he will recognise the Father in none of the angels.
He weeps, he cries, he cannot grow accustomed to the angels.
He seeks the true Father, the little one seeks his dearest.
See how diligently this pure, innocent little child
turns his eyes! Hear, hear him call ‘Father’ through his tears!
O angels, lead him here to the steps of love before My throne!

[Pa.01_102] See how little he will let an angel lead him.
In his heart he is very reluctant to follow him.
Only when the angel says, ‘Come, I will lead you to the Father,’
does the little one let himself be moved from that bleak, hard place!
Hear him ask the angel, ‘Are you a good being?
Were you chosen by the Father alone to lead me?
If you were, show me where the good Father dwells!
I can hear His voice already! Where does it come from? Hasten, hasten!
Show me quickly! Where does He dwell? I must go to Him!
Lead me there, lead me quickly, yes, quickly, you dear devout ones!’

[Pa.01_103] Now take heed. I will call him by his own dear name.
How quickly he will know My voice and run to the steps
of the true Father's eternal love, rejoicing aloud!
For even the angels seem to him tainted by evil,
so he mistrusts them. He wants only the Father
and to refresh himself in His familiar, eternal love.
And now: come, come quickly, dear Pathiel.
Let the wind of love in My voice waft you to Me.
See, I have long been waiting for you with outstretched hands!
Come, and help Me now to bring all your brothers to fulfilment!

[Pa.01_104] ‘O Father, Father, Father, dear Father! O my Father!
Where have You been, dear Father? Best of fathers!
I have been looking for You everywhere for so long, weeping,
and could not find You. I also begged the strangers
to bring poor Pathiel quickly to You,
but no one would make that sacrifice for me at once.
Only one seemed to understand me, weak as I am, in love,
and when I fell once while searching, he helped me rise.
O dear Father, You must never, never let me go from You!
Keep me with You. You must never, never leave me!’

[Pa.01_105] O look here, you great hosts! Hear, all you devout ones!
Hear, all you people! This child, taken from among you,
from your earth, how quickly, without a question,
before you and Me and without fear, you will hardly bear it—
hear and marvel and weep—he has found the greatest deed of all!
What eternities, people, suns and angels had not perceived,
little Pathiel confessed in his first word
when, overflowing with joy, he called Me ‘Father’!
Truly, truly, truly! No one can praise Me more greatly.
In the Father alone can deed, fulfilment and purpose show themselves greatest!

[Pa.01_106] Yet so that you may see more clearly and understand faithfully,
and not merely brush against the truth as you usually do,
I will question the little one before you yet again,
so that he may say what seems greatest in Me.
So take heed! Pathiel, I will give you something
in a question. If you tell Me, you will raise up all your brothers.
What do you hold greatest in Me? Say what gives you
the greatest joy, say what frees you from all fear.
‘O dear Father, do the grown ones, my brothers, not know
that You are the good Father? Oh, they are poor brothers!

[Pa.01_107] ‘I learnt that on earth already in the Lord's Prayer.
There everyone must first call You “our Father”!
You were God from eternity, full of love and mercy,
yet only through Jesus did You become Father to poor me!
And that is more than if You had remained God alone for ever
and as such had driven all Your children far away!’
Now, Pathiel, where is this Jesus you have borne witness to? Tell Me!
Where has He gone? Give Me an answer to that question too!
‘O dear Father, what a question! It is Your name!
For You and Jesus are one name, just as I and Pathiel are one name!’

[Pa.01_108] Listen, Pathiel, and tell Me: is the world not greater,
and all the suns? Was your earthly father not better
than I am? Tell Me, I would like to know what you believe!
‘O dear, best Father, if You graciously allow me
to be a little naughty, I will gladly tell You
that in Your love—I hardly dare say it—
that You, I will say it after all, wish to tease me lovingly
to give me a little fright here before You!
For what can be more and greater than You, my dear Father?
Is this not more than all the world: You are my dear Father?

[Pa.01_109] ‘And are You better? What a strange question!
Who could be better than You? Let anyone tell me that!
My earthly father was a human being, as weak and wretched as I.
The best thing about him was that, like few others, he kept nothing back
about You, best Father, and taught me early to know You.
So my love for You grew day by day.
Yet if the one thing to call good in him
is that he taught me early to know You, the true Father,
how could he be better? What a thing to ask!
He too, just as I, received everything from You!

[Pa.01_110] ‘I know as well as others that You created the sun
and also the moon and earth, for waking and sleeping
for those still living on earth. Yet how small
even my little eye has already found them and always felt them to be,
since all these things never still one's hunger,
but, on the contrary, only fill the body with hunger.
And Father, when I was really hungry on earth
and had not even a little piece of bread to eat,
I sadly let the sun and moon and stars go their way
and turned to You, Father, to beg You for bread!

[Pa.01_111] ‘Earth, sun, moon and stars are little things.
Whoever set his heart on them would surely starve.
They have no love and truly no mercy at all.
I do not like them. They give the weak and poor no bread!
Only when I thought, “My Father surely dwells above you,
and where the stars are gathered most thickly HE is enthroned,”
were they indeed, I tell You plainly, Father, very dear to me.
Yet when I felt the serpent of hunger within me,
I would rather have seen a Father close at hand,
for He might understand me more readily than one far away!

[Pa.01_112] ‘Once my earthly father told me of Your death
and told me also of the bitter way it came about.
Then I thought, “There could be no better Father
than this One, who gives His Son's life for wicked people!”
For then I did not know that Son and Father are One,
nor that You came in the Son to woo us for Yourself!
But later I learnt from a poor man
that Father, Son and Spirit are shown to be but one Father,
that this one Father is a Father good beyond all measure.
Then my heart grew hot with love for You, my good Father!

[Pa.01_113] ‘Yet I remember a man coming to us once
who truly almost took away all my love for You!
He told me You were a terribly cruel and strict judge
and the everlasting destroyer of weak sinners.
O dear Father, see, in my weak heart
I truly became quite full of fear and pain.
But soon afterwards that poor man came to me
and took away all my anxiety and empty fear.
For, he said, if You were as bad as the other had made You out to be,
who could possibly love You and pray on their knees?

[Pa.01_114] ‘And he went on teaching me and my father,
and what he said turned my heart entirely to You.
For he said that it was not for the sake of the righteous, devout and faithful
that God, in all love, came to the world as Man and Father and Redeemer
to fill the earth with grace.
He took upon Himself the guilt of all sinners,
for whose sake alone He came to earth.
He went among them, patiently bearing every burden.
He called to Himself those who laboured and were heavy laden,
and received every sinner in all love and grace!

[Pa.01_115] ‘The good, devout, poor old man said further,
“See, my dear boy, you must never think God sides with sinners.
Yet how He deals with sinners
a little example will show you. It once happened
that a woman who was a great sinner was to be stoned.
She was brought most harshly before the Lord, on earth, of course.
The judges asked Him craftily, ‘What is to be done with her?’
He wrote her guilt in the sand and said, ‘Will you understand Me?
Whoever among you is without sin should make his arm ready
to cast the first stone justly at the sinner!’

[Pa.01_116] ‘“And,” the poor man continued, “no one would bend his back
to show the woman's guilt by throwing the first stone.
Then the Lord said, ‘If you let her go free, neither will I judge her.
I did not come to judge and destroy the whole earth,
but to seek out what was lost.
I will not curse poor, weak sinners as you do.
I will comfort, strengthen and save all who are captive
under the harsh yoke of sin, yet often long in their hearts
to be set free. I will take them all upon My shoulder,
shelter them in My heart and so bar the way of sin!’

[Pa.01_117] ‘O dear, best Father, when I heard that,
my love for You grew within me without end.
I could sleep no more, for love let me neither rest,
nor eat, nor drink, nor do anything worldly.
I kept asking, “Where is this good Father?
I must find Him, this good, good Father beyond all goodness!”
Then the poor old man, coming back to poor me, said,
“Oh, do not search for the Father, for you rest in His arms.
Though you cannot see Him with your eyes, little one,
you can feel His love breathing all around you.”’

[Pa.01_118] See, My dear Pathiel, you have told Me much
and have not concealed the smallest thing from Me in your words.
Therefore you shall remain with Me in your innocence for ever,
and there, in your Father's house, pass your time.
This, My dear Pathiel, is different from life on earth,
where most children are foolishly spoiled
by worthless, vain things. Here you are to teach all your brothers
worthily, thereby to increase love
on earth as in heaven. See, this is how you will occupy yourself,
shaping many a brother's heart entirely anew.

[Pa.01_119] Yet since you have spoken of sins in your words
and even named the woman who sinned in My time,
tell Me: which people do you take for sinners?
Are there sinners already among little children as young as you?
‘O dear, good Father, I have often heard the name,
but could never find out how people came by it.
Then the poor old man came again, and I asked him
to tell me what “a sinner” means.
He said, “See, those whose hearts will not love the Father
are sinners, even if they are children, because they do not love You as I do!”’

[Pa.01_120] How did the poor old man know how you loved Me
in your heart? ‘O Father, when something made me sad
on earth, I wept because I could not find You
to tell You, the Father, my need and my love.
And if I told my earthly father of the sorrow in my heart,
I found him weighed down by the same need and pain.
Often, when things began to go very badly for both of us,
we never had to look around for long.
The poor old man would surely come to comfort our hearts,
and strengthen us until we were quite well again!

[Pa.01_121] ‘And when we had found ourselves again in our hearts,
the old man would say, “That is right! Whoever has wrapped God
in his love as you have in your distress and suffering,
in him God, the good Father, takes the greatest delight!”
And when I heard these glad tidings
from the loving, devout lips of my dear poor old man,
I at once began to leap for joy out of love for You.
Truly, I often thought the angels must envy me!
Once I was properly carried away in my love,
even death could not have taken my joy away!’

[Pa.01_122] Truly, it was right, as the old man told you.
For whoever, like you, catches fire with love for Me
has already found the highest in his love
and has long since overcome death in My love.
But look, My dear Pathiel, when I look towards earth,
I see many people like loose drops of morning dew.
They shine with many a virtue on the thread of life.
Yet when, to test them, I invite them to Myself with the greatest love,
they fall away from Me, the Father, all those wayward children,
and little by little become truly wicked and loveless sinners!

[Pa.01_123] Yes, dear Pathiel! There are others on earth
who merely despise Me instead of loving Me. They
will scarcely ever be received among My children as you are.
To them I may one day come as a strict judge!
What do you think such wicked children deserve?
‘Truly, O dear Father, hardly Your love. Yet to them,
as to me, at the right time You will send an old man like that,
and he will bring them, as he did me, to fulfilment in Your love.
I never did anything particularly good either,
and yet You, O dear Father, did not judge me!’

[Pa.01_124] That is true, My dear Pathiel. You have judged well.
Yet what shall happen to those who flee the peace of love
and Me as well, cursing, and will hear nothing of Me?
‘O Father, are there such people? I could be angry with them myself!
But if You would send the right teacher to them too,
they are children after all, and he would surely bring them to fulfilment!
What might I have become had You not led me?
Surely I might have been the worst of loveless hordes!
Your immense love alone raised me to be Your child.
So let it come to pass that they too may all praise You as I do!’

[Pa.01_125] So far, dear Pathiel, you have borne good witness to all this.
Yet if you knew who still suckles at My love
and in all earnest craftily seeks My life,
and scorns My great love with real, settled contempt,
what would you say about that? How would you deal with him?
‘O dear Father, even if anyone persisted so wickedly,
what good would it do such a blind fool?
If he has no love, on what will he rest his power?
Truly, let him come. I will break his folly
and pierce that blind resentment out of his wicked heart!’

[Pa.01_126] O dear Pathiel, though the enemy expects no power against him,
he is exceedingly cunning and ready at once with something truly wicked.
See, if My power did not hold him back
and bring him into the rigid obedience of death, like stones,
all the angels would long ago have been led astray
and would resemble his exceedingly evil hosts of Satan's angels!
Yet this is no longer possible in the new sphere of My rule,
for My love long ago set a barrier against him.
Yet free life pulses in him too, and that must remain,
though he rage like lions and do worse still.

[Pa.01_127] See, this enemy too was once a child of My grace.
He knows even all the paths of mercy of My love and grace.
Yet see, neither I nor all the angels can turn him back.
He continually increases his bitter hatred towards Me.
For I once wished to make him My child, as I did you,
so that he might render Me the highest joys as you do here now.
But when, to release him into freedom, I turned him away from Me
and sent him, full of light, to the free school of My life,
he set himself ablaze with pride and great self-love
and thereby unbound himself from My love for ever!

[Pa.01_128] What do you say now, My Pathiel? What has he deserved,
all the more since he has never reconsidered the wickedness
he has done to Me and all your brothers,
with which he mocked and grieved Me even on the cross?
Now tell Me, Pathiel, what is to become of the enemy?
Am I to bear the deathly burdens of the cross any longer?
For see, as things now stand, they cannot remain.
The evil one must carry on his great outrage no longer!
So, My dear Pathiel, try to decide
what is to be done. Come, come, and give Me joy!

[Pa.01_129] ‘O dear, good Father, I could not know
that the enemy was so wicked, so evil! If only there were a means to heal him,
I would be much happier than if You had to judge him.
Truly, if he would grow better, I would atone for everything for him!
What does the poor one look like? Might I see him?’
Yes, in My bosom no harm will come to you from him.
Look there. At My call he will appear at once,
in all the harsh, fiery torments of his great wickedness.
But you must not be too frightened or terrified of the evil one.
Only look at him, and do not loose his tongue.

[Pa.01_130] Now see, he is coming already, weighed down with the heaviest chains of fire!
‘O Father! Father! How terrible! What a figure! Those chains!
He looks nothing like a human being, all pus, ulcers and swellings!
Who will or could heal him into a sound human being?
Oh, how terribly fierce he is in his eyes!
Truly, he would surely never be fit for Your heaven!
Oh, how dreadfully he begins to tear at himself,
and even to bite about him, alas, as though in a rage!
He seems about to scream! What is it? He is beginning to writhe!
Oh no, he is howling. It is as if I heard a thousand voices!

[Pa.01_131] ‘O dear Father, let this dreadful sight depart from here,
and let him soon reach the place You appointed for him.
For, dear Father, You are holy. I am afraid and anxious!
For this one? No, O Father, I ask no deliverance!
For had Your love ever mattered to him at all,
surely he would not be so defiant and terribly reckless!
O dear, holy Father, has he still not been judged?
Ah yes, he still lives, so he has not been judged in full!
Oh, oh, now he goes. How the smoke and flames beat round him!
O terrible, terrible! What unheard-of torments are these?’

[Pa.01_132] Now, dear Pathiel, what do you say of My enemy?
Will he ever be fit for our holy fellowship,
he on whom I have spent My love in vain for eternities?
See where, despite it all, he has turned!
Since nothing has borne fruit with this wicked child,
whether I was strict with him as Father or gentle,
I shall soon do the last thing and judge him with all
who do such deeds as his before My face.
For see, he has already torn many millions to pieces
and as a dragon full of hatred has bitten still more apart before Me!

[Pa.01_133] See, My Pathiel, in such things it is necessary
to kill all such evildoers by the curse through a judgement.
That is, to take from them all grace, might and strength
and thus restrain them in their wickedness for eternities,
and besides to make them exceedingly sensitive to pain
and kindle a fiercely burning fire round the naked ones.
As recompense for their continual scorn of My love,
they are to burn in eternal fire with pain beyond measure.
Perhaps the anger of My Godhead will please them better
and My vengeance be more to their liking than My grace!

[Pa.01_134] Is that not so, My Pathiel? Surely it is rightly decided?
However much wickedness may be dissatisfied with Me,
it will never be able to change My judgement
and will scarcely ever be reconciled with My love!
What do you say, Pathiel? Surely you agree with Me entirely?
‘Oh yes, my dearest Father, I agree with You entirely!’
Yet, Pathiel, I see that your eyes are full of tears.
What troubles you? Would you not confess it to Me, your Father?
There is something upon your childlike heart, so full of love.
Tell Me what weighs upon you. Confess your pains to Me.

[Pa.01_135] ‘O dear Father, see, I agree with You entirely.
Only one thing I must tell You: I have not understood it,
and that is that You would punish the wicked enemy for ever.
If he has already been made unable to act, why still punish him?
I know You, good Father, take no joy when children suffer.
You say You rejoice only in the joys of all Your children!
So only make the evil enemy unable to act or do harm.
Remit his eternal punishment. Just let him die!
O dear Father, do whatever seems best to You,
but do not let the evil one sink still deeper into wickedness!’

[Pa.01_136] Hear and see, you angels, people, suns and all worlds!
Hear it also, all you faithfully endowed with souls by My grace!
The depth of the holy, eternal Father's love shines back
from this poor little child's heart into the universes of suns!
O Love, great and holy Love, You who are My very being,
You can, You will one day redeem even death itself from death!
O Pathiel, My child, My son, the tears from your eyes,
how great they are! How holy and devout is their gentle, righteous longing!
Only be at peace. See, what you felt within you as harsh
the great Father's love will one day resolve with utmost gentleness!

[Pa.01_137] And now, My dear Pathiel, surely you are content with Me.
For you can already sense where My peace turns,
the peace of My love, which went out to all
who ever pressed even a little towards inward freedom of life.
To you, of course, that freedom belongs in sublime fullness,
and to all your kind who show Me the love you show.
Yet anyone, even a great sinner, can attain it
through penitence and repentance, if he takes the tinder
I have faithfully scattered through word and deed on earth,
so that those firm in faith may already become blessed.

[Pa.01_138] ‘O dear Father, let me ask You a little too.
Surely You can bear such a thing within Yourself more easily than I.
See, it has not yet become clear to me by any means,
so my anxiety and fear have not been taken away altogether.
Since here You have awakened my love with Yours
and stretched Your grace far down towards me,
set me at peace and hear my feeble voice,
which still comes forth from a little hidden turn of my heart.
For before I did not know what lies hidden in the heart,
and I am learning it here in the eternal morning of life.

[Pa.01_139] ‘What then will become of the enemy after very long times?
O tell me, dear Father. Lighten the burdens
that still keep my childish heart within such narrow bounds.
Tell me, will he harden in death or only grow old?
Will he become a better being after eternities?
Will Your mercy ever redeem him from death?
What will happen to those he has corrupted?
Will these too rise one day from death?
And is there a time by which to measure the duration of torments?
O Father, tell me! But do not forget that last question!’

[Pa.01_140] O dear Pathiel, you innocent child! In your questions
the loveliest answer already dawns sweetly, even without an answer.
Here, unlike on earth, we do not measure duration
by fleeting time, in hours, days, months and the beginnings of years.
For here there is no time, but life of the greatest bliss,
and by it the measure and state of duration are truly given.
Now consider in your heart what love can devise
in the highest bliss of life. It will declare the measure of joy.
Here the duration of the highest joys is measured
from one noble deed to another, and will not forget the enemy.

[Pa.01_141] Therefore deliverance here cannot be determined by time.
Yet let the dust on earth be purified until
the last trace of all life has been withdrawn from it
and at last all that is spiritual has come into the light of grace.
But the evil in beings will dissolve in the fire
like a hard text read without understanding,
in a heart of flame that drives forth the germs of life,
in which at last the hard shell wears away to nothing,
for it is of no more use and must itself come to nothing.
As with the shell, so one day with suns and earths!

[Pa.01_142] Have you understood Me, dear Pathiel, and grasped it well?
Have you found your way in the endless depths of My wisdom?
Tell Me. You need not be shy before your Father,
for every answer of your heart can only give Me joy.
Tell Me everything faithfully, then, without fear,
and you will never lament and weep in your heart!
‘Whether I understood? Can anyone understand You in this way?
From all of it I have learnt, brightly and with utmost clarity,
I have learnt that You are the dear, good Father!
More than that I cannot, may not and need not ever understand!

[Pa.01_143] ‘I think now, and shall always think in my heart:
You, dear Father, will direct all things to their right end!
What could or would it profit weak humanity
to have climbed endless heights in Your light
if one could still never, ever reach You
so as to be wholly like You in all things?
And would not whoever tried that surpass the enemy,
by seeking, just as he does, to mimic the Father's power?
Truly, perhaps Satan is even now still seeking Your end.
How foolish he must be, never suspecting there is no end in You!

[Pa.01_144] ‘Is it not so, dear Father, that whoever chooses love
has surely also wedded himself to Your light of grace?
But whoever would strive for Your light of grace alone
and despise love as a useless thing
will surely receive the light of grace as sparingly as can be,
here in the realm of the spirit as before on earth.
So I wish never to know more or less of You
than this alone: to call You, in all love, my dear Father.
And should it also be necessary to see the brightness of the light,
it will not be hard for one who always sits at the spring!’

[Pa.01_145] My dear Pathiel, only now have you divined it wholly!
This is the greatest of all My great deeds of love:
that I, the infinitely, eternally great God, walk with children,
and Myself deal with sinners as the most loving Father,
I who am holy, holy, holy through all eternities,
yet stand by sinners to lead them all
where I Myself went to accomplish the greatest deed,
as Lord of eternities to wrestle with death itself.
Look, all you angels, people, earths, moons and suns!
The greatest is that I am wont to dwell with little children!

[Pa.01_146] It is an easy thing to create countless hosts of suns,
an easy thing to punish the slothful with annihilation,
an easy thing to call forth all kinds of beings from oneself.
The all-powerful God can bring all these things about with ease.
It takes no more than to speak the holy will,
and at once every space will hold countless beings within it.
But to give freedom to the beings created by My love
and Myself redeem them from the pressure of My eternal power,
to become for this purpose, as God, a human being upon the dust of worlds,
and even to die in disgrace: let faith bear witness that this is My greatest deed!

[Pa.01_147] Yet so that you may grasp this altogether clearly
and thus leave all your old error entirely behind,
I tell you first: everything I questioned here,
though it towered far beyond your senses,
the people, the earths and all the suns you know,
the whole people of the heavens, the child and the regions of your life,
is to be sought only within you. There you must find the sages!
The earth and the suns you will bring forth in your head,
and the sages in eyes, ears, mouth and noses.
Only question them, and you will recognise them by their raging!

[Pa.01_148] The ‘angels’ are insights within you from My word.
They teach you and lead you to the gate of grace of My kingdom.
But when it comes to life, how could they give it to you?
Pure love must first raise it up within you.
And this love is ‘the child’. In it the greatest is hidden,
in it the great time, in it the eternal morning of life.
And since the purpose of all creation is present in it alone,
already redeemed from all bonds by My greatest deed,
there alone the greatest deed is brought to full completion,
for which all the purposes of creation are applied as one!

[Pa.01_149] If I, as God who is holy for ever without end,
now offer you, My creatures, My heart and hands as Father,
and even, so that out of love I may truly become this for you,
take Myself captive to be a human being with you upon earth,
regardless of the fullness of My Godhead,
then, secondly, if you reflect upon this, it will not be hard
to find at a glance where the greatest deed makes itself known:
surely only where love has founded a new house for itself!
Is not the finished house the greatest of all the deeds of building?
Look, then, to My love. It will reveal everything to you!

[Pa.01_150] And now that you have learnt this, you shall pray joyfully:
‘O dear Father, come to us. We have need of You.
Let no will but Yours guide the hearts within us,
so that thereby Your name may sink into them
and be hallowed there in the new house.
Give us also the bread of life, Father, for the feast of love!
Do not forget, O Father, that sinners too are Your children.
Forgive us! We are all nothing but sinners before You.
Graciously spare us trials that would be too hard to bear,
and let us all dwell in Your fatherly love!’

[Pa.01_151] When you have prayed thus in the name of My love,
I will add My Amen as your loving Father.
Yet you must be merciful to all your brothers.
Then I will always gladly hear your songs of praise!
Whatever you desire in My name, having mercy on your brothers,
believe it, truly, I will say Amen to it with power!
And when several of you are united for something in My name,
whatever you ask, I will say Amen!
And finally, so that you may trust the power in My name,
I, as your Father, say Amen in all holiness and with the greatest love.