Balance. Purpose. Enlightenment.
“The miracle, or power, that elevates the few is to be found in their industry, application, and perseverance under the promptings of a brave, determined spirit.” – Mark Twain
Nothing so special about a trailer full of dried oak and eucalyptus leaves, right? That all depends!
One weekend our family did some major grounds cleaning on the ranch where we make our home. Yard work had been neglected for several months. Leaves, eucalyptus buttons and bark were dense everywhere. My husband was sawing dead tree limbs about fifty yards from where I began raking. This level of the hillside location is rough ground with rock retaining walls, dried weeds and hundreds of holes where the gophers had left their winter mounds. And some of the area is planted in a sprawling ground cover called vinca.
After I raked for an hour I felt blisters forming on either side of my Lemurian Order ring, so I took off the ring. Having no pockets, I tucked it carefully under the elastic leg band of my jump suit, intending to put it in my husband’s pocket in a few minutes.
Three hours passed. The heavy piles of leaves were moved from one level to the next, over walls and through the vinca to the road level for easier removal. Suddenly I remembered –– my ring! It was not in the leg band! Somewhere in this huge area it had dropped to the ground!
We began the search, retracing all cleared areas, everywhere my path had taken me in the past hours . . . on hands and knees, in and out of the vinca, in and out of gopher holes, along each rock crevice. All the ground had been thoroughly irrigated as it was raked to keep the dust down, so hunting was on the muddy side.
We loaded all the piles into the trailer for further combing. The search went on while we raked down the entire length of the road. After dark we searched with flashlights. Sunday, another hunt on the grounds … to no avail. Then the hand combing of the trash piles began. We scattered handsfull from the trailer to a sheet of corrugated tin spread beneath, with all eyes observing and ears trying to distinguish between the sounds of pebbles, eucalyptus buds and sticks as they “pinged” on the tin sheeting. The leaves in the seven-foot trailer bed were thick and dirty and they looked like a mountain as the slow search continued.
Four days later – with every free minute devoted to the hunt and to concentrating on the significance of my naked ring finger – the carelessness of the incident loomed very large. We doggedly pursued the unending flow of leaves with one of us raking down a handful at a time and the other moving them off the tin.
At dusk on the fourth night, as I pulled the left corner of the load forward . . . resting on top of the two-foot piles was . . . my Lemurian Order ring!
A happy little boy stepped up into the load and picked it out. Three dirty-faced Lemurians stood there and spoke their silent prayer of gratitude and relief as a cold chill ran down my back and arms.
Many precious things are manifest in this bit of experience. The workings of the Great Ones in our environments are wondrous to behold when we are trying to do our best; the power of constructive thought should never be underestimated; the good thoughts of our Lemurian friends were much appreciated; another proof that many times we must go all the way to do all we can before a desired effect can result, and in difficult circumstances when all hope appears slim, we must recognize there is always one more possibility. Our family worked together untiringly in an effort to retrieve something of much greater value than its mundane worth and learned a truth that would be of value to us all our days.
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4 thoughts on “Perseverance — Needle in a Haystack”
I, too, am sincerely grateful for my Lemurian teachings which help me to know that being a conscientious and honest person matters, and goodness is returned when we strive to do our best. Here is my story with a different twist and involving a wedding ring: I have extra insurance on my wedding ring to cover losses if something happens to it. One morning I rolled over in bed and something about my ring did not feel quite right. When I looked at it, the main stone was missing. Oh no!!! My husband and I tore the house apart and I retraced my footsteps from every place I had been that prior day. No luck. After endless hours of searching, I ended up having to file an insurance claim. The policy stated the replacement had to be equal to the diamond I had or better. The only stone they could find was .25 carats larger than the one I owned. Fast forward almost 12 months, I was cleaning my house and to my disbelief and shock, there in plain site on our wooden floor was my diamond! How on earth was that possible?!? To this day I do not know the answer to that question. But finding that diamond provided me with the opportunity to display integrity and send the stone back to the insurance company, which I had agreed in writing to do if I ever found it. They were quite shocked to learn I was returning it, especially given how much time had passed! Opportunities which present themselves and allow us to apply cosmic law are real blessings indeed!
A great Lemurian story! And it doesn’t even have to be something of great value to make a difference to others. One Fellowship staff member ordered an item by mail, and when it arrived, the invoice indicated that the payment had been 39 cents short. So he promptly sent a check for 39 cents to cover this shortage. He received the kindest, most astonished thank you from the company, clearly indicating their surprise that anyone would be so scrupulously honest! These conscientious acts, whether large or small, move us a step closer to the coming civilization by bolstering people’s faith and trust in others. So as Barbara says, such opportunities are blessings indeed.
Wow! This search and find mission makes my periodic bouncing screws, rolling washers and flying springs around my workbench seem insignificant.
It was an example of the Lemurian Philosophy at work. A four day use of the Law of Precipitation. Virtues of Precision, Efficiency and Patience being used with much faith and persistence by all involved. Just reading this story put a picture of the Lemurian Order ring in my mind!
The added example of Lemurians at work must have made a fine impression on the little boy present as well.
Thanks for this appreciation, Eric. It’s no surprise to learn that the writer of this story soon became a Gateway staff member, then a Fellowship teacher, and eventually a member of the Board of Governors. There are other stories of the legendary faith and works of some of those early Lemurian pioneers that we can share now and then as we look to them for our examples.