LITTLE LETTER

BY:  CARL R. SCHWING – UNDATED LATER – C

 

Amid the darkness of man's final hour, the Spirit of God is moving over the face of the earth. With great authority He announces the Kingdom of God to all who have ears to hear. How awesome is the response of the elements when His words fall upon deaf ears. The wind, the snow, the rain, the floods and the earthquakes are not a judgment as such, rather, a crying out against the indifference and shamelessness of mankind; even against the gross darkness which covers the people of God. All nature is crying out for the manifestation of the Sons of God. 

 

These are frightful hours for the people of the world. Man has become completely helpless, he is bound hand and foot to his primitive desires. Even those that know better and would do good, fail to do so ... yet the things they hate and would not do are the things they do. At this point the beasts of the field appear to be more intelligent than man. Condemnation and punishment have been heap upon the heads of mankind ... especially by those who appear to be righteous. WHERE ARE THE WORDS OF RECONCILIATION? They will not always be hidden in the hearts of the Sons. With the sound of many voices shall they declare (not preach) the Gospel of Reconciliation from every mountain top ... they shall proclaim it in every valley until every man, woman and child have partaken of the goodness of the Lord! 

 

Unknown to the masses, the Spirit moves swiftly in the unseen realms. He comes to deliver the Father's Kingdom to the Sons. Apart and rejected they have waited so long. Now, from both realms, they are being joined together with the bonds of the Spirit. He bids them to take their place in the Father's mighty council. At the sound of His voice they abandon all the things of the flesh and of the world, yea, even of time; and the Christ-son within rises to take his rightful place in God's vast family of sons. They are raptured, as it were, by the Spirit and carried away to dwell in the House of the Lord. Ah, my precious brother-sister-sons, there is surely a meeting taking place in the Father's holy courts; and there is a place by Him reserved for you. 

 

Have you not heard His voice in the stillness of the night? Has not your spirit been lifted to heights unknown as you knelt in His presence? Has not your inner son cried out for the coming of the Father's Kingdom, and for His perfect will to be done in the earth which you are? Now is the hour to ascend where no man hath ascended. Only the Christ-son within can walk the celestial fields of glory! Therefore, my beloved, do not think it strange when He bids you to "come up hither." It is in the Highest and Holiest of all places that we shall be transformed by the light that shines from the face of our Elder Brother. We shall not be found naked when He appears ... He is clothing us with the garments of light and life. 

 

Truly, to be absent from the body is to be present with the Lord. Much truth is hidden in such words. The walls of flesh have been a prison house to our inner son. But in His presence our spirits are free. For a moment we forget our loneliness and tears. Being content, we ride upon the wind of His Spirit and rest awhile. In this secret place we find strength, and we are renewed. Treasure the moments when you leave your earthen house to dwell in the Father's presence; knowing that you have had a foretaste of the greater resurrection. Be assured that the time is drawing near when we shall be forever with the Lord, "caught up" as it were, to the house not made with hands, eternal in the heavenlies. 

 

Indeed, there is a House being built without hands, without tools and without the help of the god of this world. It is the Living Temple, from Whom proceeds the River of Life ... flowing ever onward, ever deeper, giving life and reality to all that is to come; a Divine Depth wherein we lose ourselves in the fullness of the Father's Being ... so alive in Him, that to see each other is to see Him. Hallelujah! 

 

The Lord is anointing our eyes that we might see beyond the barriers of time and distance, even into the unseen glories of eternity. Our minds are being renewed and we are "remembering" the place that He prepared for us ... the place of life and freedom in the Holy Spirit. In this place it is not heresy to be one with the Father. In this place it is not strange to be called the Sons of God. In this most holy place it is common to partake of spirit converse ... to walk in the Spirit ... to live in the Spirit and to be led of the Spirit. 

 

All the religion in the world could not have led us to this hour. All the teachings of the past fell short. Even the teachings of repentance, faith, baptisms, laying on of hands, gifts of the Spirit, the Lord's Supper and the giving and receiving of tithes, could not give us life. Men, with all their "grand ministries" could not give us a glimpse of this glory. Only the Lamb of God shall lead us into the City Whose builder and ruler is God. Once you have heard His voice, you will never listen to another. Once you have walked at His side, you will never follow another. Once your inner son reaches out and touches Him, you will never be the same ... you will see no one but Christ, and you will know nothing but the power of His Resurrection. 

 

That which is occurring in this hour is coming from the realm of the Spirit. We are being made alive to the unseen and eternal ways of the Father. We all have wondered why we were set apart, in most cases unknown to one another. It is because this quickening is so profound that it will complete its perfect work in the presence of the Father alone. 

 

In this hour we are witnessing the birth of a beginning. In this hour we are being initiated into a beginning. In this beginning we are to become all that we were when we all shouted for joy. The angels watch in great expectation. Hell is preparing to lift up its gates. Everything, everywhere is shaken by the light of this Holy Dawn. 

 

We have all hungered for fellowship with kindred spirits, yet this too is but a haunting shadow of the past. There is a communion of kindred spirits in the Secret Place of the Most High. As we enter into union with God we have a fellowship divine through the transmitting power of the Father of spirits; spirit conversing with spirit: this is truly the communion beyond the bread and wine. This is the assembly of the First-born-out-from the Father. This is being one with the Father, and with the Son, and with each other. No contentions, no divisions, no confusion ... only the harmony and unity of the Spirit. 

 

Knowing therefore, that we have such a calling unto Divine Life, it is most expedient for us to seek the things which are from the realm of the Spirit; ever looking unto Christ from Whom we have our beginning. It is from our place in Him that the beginning, the growth, and the eternal increase of the Father's Kingdom, is coming. It may appear as though we are accomplishing little, however, as we become more alive to the ways and the thoughts of the Lord, the more clearly we will see and know ... the more complete will be our recollection of all things. Norene Nicholls wrote: "Revelation is but a remembering." Words such as these are not from the mind of man, nor can their meaning be understood by the wise and prudent. Remembering is the beginning of our manifestation ...

 

O, my Father, Thou that dwellest in the high and glorious place, When shall I regain Thy presence, and again behold Thy face? 

 

In Thy holy habitation, did my spirit once reside; In my first primeval childhood, was I nurtured near Thy side? For a wise and glorious purpose Thou has placed here on earth, And withheld the recollection of my former place and birth. 

 

Yet oft-times a secret something whispered, "You're a stranger here;" And I felt that I had wandered from a more exalted sphere.  

When I leave this frail existence, when I lay this mortal by, Father-Mother, may I meet you in your royal courts on high? 

 

Then at length, when I've completed all you sent me forth to do, With your mutual approbation let me come and dwell with you. 

 

Eliza R. Snow 

 

Over the years the words of this old hymn have burned like a mighty flame within my soul; always stirring my spirit and carrying it off to the "high and glorious place." In this hymn I discovered my death, my earth life and my rebirth ... in that order. In the simple words of this hymn we find the secret of where we came from, why we are here, and where we are going. Oh, how often in this pilgrim journey we have heard the still small voice saying, "You are a stranger here." Our inner son cries out day and night for the "more exalted sphere." It is not a place far off ... it is not a place at all ... it is in the depths of Jesus Christ. Hallelujah! 

 

Do you not think it awesome to call Him Father? Are you beginning to see that as sons we have been freed of all the gods and idols of the world and of religion? Who do we have in heaven besides Him? Who is there on earth that we could desire more than Him? There is not one!! Whenever we cry "Father," the Christ-son within us leaps for joy! 

 

As sons, we see the creation as a visible expression of the Father. It is not true that the Father made all things from nothing, rather, all things were made out-from-Himself ... everything bearing a likeness, to some degree, of His infinitely perfect nature. Perhaps the words that were given to my dear friend, Bob Smith, as he waited on the mountain in, the presence of the Father, will express the thought more clearly: "I have given you a portion of the beauties of nature, and although it is nature (natural) and not yet the essence of the beginning, yet it is satisfying to you. That is because it has an unseen overlay of My Life. 

 

"You are getting a preview of the Original Creation, and yet it is more than that; for My Life was given to the present Creation in a secret way known only by Me. You also are partaking of My Life, and what happens to you happens also in the Creation around you. The Creation, in fact, is dependent on you. For if it happens not within you, it happens not to the world around you. For all Creation groans until now, waiting for the redemption of the inner son to come forth." end of quote. God manifest in His Sons! Hallelujah!! 

 

Look inward, my brethren, and behold one born (not created) in the image and likeness of the Father. One who bears the seed of the Father deep within his loins. One who partook of the lower nature of man, that he might lift mankind to the Higher Order of Life. He knows the truth: THE REALM OF THE SPIRIT IS THE REALM OF REALITY! 

 

In this hour it has pleased the Father to reveal a son in us. The full scope of this is beyond my finite understanding. A Christ-son covered over with the skin of flesh ... ah, such a treasure in an earthen vessel. "Christ in you" is no longer the hope, it is the glory ... Hallelujah! 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

LITTLE LETTER [Carl R. Schwing] UNDATED LETTER C               3

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