A Time For Redistribution

THURS., AUG. 6, 1987, 6:00 AM
FARM, STUDY

The novel you now are reading is a story of redistributions on a gross scale. There is much loss of life and a loss of a long, cherished way of life, one that is linked clearly with My favorite religion, Christianity. I urged you to a rereading of this tale. Why? Hear, o son.

You know that one of My best truths is “a time to…” and “a time for…” Some of these come in fairly regular, predictable sequence. Others are more situational. Still others come about because of the excess of opposites. There is a time to build up, and a time to break down. There is a time to keep, and a time to cast away. The resources of the earth are finite, even though human minds and ingenuity have been responsible for materials that did not exist, as such in nature. This will continue, though it will not overcome eventual finiteness.

In the terms We are using today (which I like) the recent past has been a time to heal more than a time to kill. Human life has been thriving here in the earth, despite the journalistic reports of killings and other deaths. The human population grows, and mostly in those portions of humanity who have the least in the way of resources. You have much, and most of your countrymen have much, compared with those in India, Mexico, and Nigeria. Oh, compared to the truly affluent, you live a spartan lifestyle, but compared to most present humans you have an excess. Intellectually you know this, but it is hard for you to feel, actually.

The story urges you to imagine people like the Mexicans who were here yesterday coming in great numbers to live on your land, share your house, and your furniture. How much would you give? To what extent would you try to defend your property rights? Why me, Lord? Because it becomes a time for redistribution. Nothing that you have is truly yours. You see the picture of a man who died. He took nothing with him. Neither shall you. When it is a time for redistribution money and “things” that “belong” to you go to others. Some shall then have “more.” Others will have “less.” This redistribution does not necessarily make life better… or worse. It simply represents a time for change.

If the tremendous manufacturing capacity of the Western nations were reduced there would be less affluence and less obvious well-being. There would be more disease, more starvation, more misery. This is one important reason for trying to maintain this production. But eventually there would be a time for plenty again, on another scale… one with fewer people. Am I in favor of this sort of redistribution? You know, and well, that I have few ultimate concerns about standard of living. As Jesus I did not lead an affluent life. Should I come into the earth again in bodily form I would not be a well-paid evangelist. I do not call on you to renounce all of your wealth, property, and security and just do My will, but I do call some to do this. Few, few do I call to be ostentatiously rich as a representative of My Kingdom.

I have called for a redistribution of your time to include these meditations and to keep them in some order, and to utilize them as opportunities come. You have done this reasonably well, but I could ask for more time. Would you give it? Can you still use earth time well and productively?

THURS., AUG. 6, 1987, 6:00 AM
FARM, STUDY

The novel you now are reading is a story of redistributions on a gross scale. There is much loss of life and a loss of a long, cherished way of life, one that is linked clearly with My favorite religion, Christianity. I urged you to a rereading of this tale. Why? Hear, o son.

You know that one of My best truths is “a time to…” and “a time for…” Some of these come in fairly regular, predictable sequence. Others are more situational. Still others come about because of the excess . . .

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