8/43 A.R.E. Bulletin, secondary article under the title,
WHAT IS THE VALUE OF A LIFE READING? written in fiction
form by [
2677]'s mother, [
2454], regarding his birth and
his experience as the "rich young ruler":
INTO THY KEEPING
"I'm sorry to interrupt this nice nap, Mrs. Barmon, but
Junior will sleep much better in the nursery." Janifer
Barmon struggled back to reality at the crisp tones of the
nurse, as the baby was taken from her arms and hustled off
to his crib in the nursery.
She must have been dreaming, - but no - this was a vision,
she was convinced - the most poignant experience of her life.
In retrospect her mind skipped the twenty centuries since
the Master walked the earth and was again at the scene she
left when the nurse's voice recalled her.
The place - the slope of a hill on the far side of a river
- Jordan, yes, that was the river's name. It seemed strange,
but as she mingled in the crowd gathered there, the sense
of strangeness faded. She was one of the many thousand
people of all groups and stations - some sitting or
squatting, some standing, many kneeling - all intent on
the words being spoken by a man sitting at the crest of the
hill. Janifer knew this was Jesus and that He was teaching
the people there on the hillside, teaching the truths He
lived.
"Verily I say unto you, whosoever shall not receive the
kingdom of God as a little child, he shall not enter
therein."
Just then there arose a man from among the crowd and went
forward. He was tall, young, strongly built, he wore fine
garments of white linen bound in purple and lavishly threaded
with gold that flashed in the sun as he picked his way to
where the Master sat. There he fell on his knees and bowed
his head. Jesus reached forth His fine, strong hand and
caressed his head, bidding him speak. And he answered,
"Good Master, what shall I do to inherit the eternal life?"
And Jesus saith unto him, "Why callest thou me good, there
is none good but one - that is God." And Jesus stroking
his head loved him, and said to him, "Thou knowest the
commandments, Nicholas." Haltingly and sadly, Nicholas
answered, "All these have I kept from my youth, Master.
What lack I yet?" Then Jesus said, "One thing thou lackest.
Go thy way, sell whatsoever thou hast and give to the poor,
and thou shalt have treasure in Heaven, and come, take up
thy cross and follow me."
Nicholas arose from his knees grieving, for he had great
possessions, and sadly walked through the crowd, mounted
a lavishly girdled horse and rode around the turn of the
hill.
Slowly Janifer returned to the present and the white hospital
room as she lay nursing her new baby, born only yesterday.
A white radiance beamed in upon her and the sleeping child.
It filled the room, which grew larger and larger, brighter
and brighter, until the walls and the ceiling melted into
the light, there was only beauty, and from somewhere there
came a fragrance. Beautiful music drifted from unseen
realms. A quiet peace and ecstasy prevailed.
Somewhere above, atop an ancient stone wall, an open
window shone with radiance, only many times brighter.
The perfection of the hewn stones and their perfect forming
impressed her; never had she known stones could be so
beautiful. They must be centuries old, for moss grew in
the joints and was on the stone steps leading down the
side of the wall from the open window. Her attention flew
again to the window. She sensed warmth and beauty beyond
comprehension, then the Master stepped through the open
window, and in bare feet descended the mossy steps and was
beside her. His face was the same as before, beautiful and
serene, the creamy gray of His robe took up life; the same
strong hands reached out and rested on the sleeping babe.
Then He began to speak:
"Janifer, I have given into thy keeping this soul, - it is
the soul of Nicholas whom I love. Give to him the precepts
of My Father; teach him the Way. Yea, these concepts will
be needed in this world of turmoil as man begins to learn;
'I am indeed my brother's keeper." For he may aid in
bringing His day to pass. Shun not the privilege that
will be thine. Thou art chosen to train him in the ways
of righteousness."
Here the voice of the nurse had broken in, and everything
had resumed to normal status but Janifer. Never again would
she be as before. As she meditated on these things, and
thought back over the months before this child's birth,
she realized that many times she had been conscious of
a presence, other than herself, at times she had almost
heard a voice. She had been aware of a personality that
had already manifested itself in the infant body of her son.
8/15/43 [
2677]'s ltr. to EC:
Stanford Univ., Calif.
Dear Mr. Cayce,
It has been well over a year now since an afternoon in
January that I shall always remember - an afternoon in which
a whole new world opened to me. It has also been over a year
since the day when I took off my civilian clothes for the
uniform of the Army of the United States.
In that year, Mr. Cayce, many things have happened to shape
the forces which shall control my destiny. The job is not
yet finished, nor will it ever be, yet there is a road ahead,
and thanks to the greatness of some human souls, I have been
given a map. A map, it is true, with which I am not too well
acquainted; a map which I have not followed too closely; yet
I know that as each day goes by, as each milestone is passed,
the significance of what I have learned will become more and
more important.
Through the patience and confidence of my mother, and
through the Corporation, I have learned a new philosophy,
a philosophy which is slowly crystallizing into a code,
a way of life. It is true that I am slow - that always
I have not followed that code - yet with each deviation,
the ties become stronger - not weaker. If I do not write
often, if at times you become worried about the worth of
your work, know that I am one more friend among the thousands
who will want to become more and more acquainted; yes, one
who will want to become an active member when this war is
over.
For the present, the army is giving me specialized training
in Area and Language at this University. The purpose, it
does not make clear, and we can only guess, but the value
is clear, and I am indeed thankful for this opportunity.
Someday, I shall have to pay this debt back - they are
giving me an education in trust, and I hope I shall not
weaken and betray that trust. Your work has certainly gone
to better equip one soldier, at least, for his job.
Mother wrote me a few weeks back that she had arranged an
appointment for a reading for Miss [
3355], whom I plan to
marry. Mr. Cayce someday you shall meet Miss [
3355] and
you will know why I wish a reading. She has beauty and
goodness - a depth of emotion one seldom encounters, and
yet inside, she is sad, terrifically so, and doesn't know
why. So Mr. Cayce, I would like to find out what I may
about her chances for a reading.
I have mentioned you several times to her, frankly she
doesn't seem at all pleased with what I have told her.
Of course, Mr. Cayce, I shall discuss the whole matter when
we get together on my first furlough. That will be October
2nd. I would like to hear from you about the possible date
for the reading, and what I must do - [
3355] has already
given her approval for that, only I have much to explain
about your work, and all that I know.
In closing, I wish to express my congratulations for the
book - There Is A River. Many of my friends have shown a
deep interest in your work, and the book has been a wonderful
source of material for our discussions, which incidentally
are quite common in the barracks.
My address now is: S/Sgt. [
2677], Stanford University,
California.
Sincerely yours, [
2677]
8/25/43 EC's ltr. to [
2677]:
S/Sgt. [
2677],
Stanford University, Calif.
Dear [
2677]
I thank you very, very much for yours of the 15th. I feel
that if we accomplished nothing else than what you indicate
that is your experience with the work, I would feel that it
would not have been in vain. Yes, many strange and curious
things have happened since you were here. The world seems
to be torn between many confused thoughts and activities.
That your life and the work that they are giving you to do
is in keeping with the suggestions made in your reading is
just as much of a mystery to me as I know it is to you, but
God in His wisdom moves in mysterious ways, His wonders to
perform.
Yes, I know it isn't easy, but it brings something of a peace
that most of us find others do not have that hasn't come to
know Him as a directing influence in the life.
We have been privileged to have your mother with us at
several of our meetings in the last year and once in a while,
Mr. [
2746] has been here, too. They are wonderful folks, do
you know it? And we all think worlds of them, and I am sure
your mother would never, knowingly, direct anyone in the
wrong way. She has made several appointments. They are
all through next Spring, for everything in this year has
been taken up and almost doubly, but I am making a special
reading for you for the young lady. I am sending you one
of the booklets - I do not know whether you have it or not.
You may want to discuss this with her or you may want to get
a copy of the Sept. issue of Coronet which tells of one phase
of the work, and I know that you know that our only purpose
is to be of help. The date I have set for yours is the
afternoon of March 2 from 3:30 to 4:30 EWT. Let us know
if this time will be satisfactory and I will acquaint your
mother with the fact that I have given you a special time
for I do not recall that she had mentioned to me, but I
believe her's that are in April and May are for you. Do,
when you have the opportunity, write us again for we
appreciate your letters. We think and speak of you quite
often here. Hoping to be of a real service and with every
good wish, I am
Sincerely, Edgar Cayce
11/10/43 See
3355-1, Par. 27-A--29-A in re marriage with
[
2677].
4/24/44 Mother's letter: "[
2677] is in the mountains of
Calif. for a toughening up. Came out of Stanford the 1st
of April. Says he is the toughest one in his outfit. Not
bad for one the Coast Guard and Navy turned down for complete
disablement for rheumatic thrombosis. That came through
Unity. I am teaching at Unity Center here now."
5/31/49 Mother's letter:
"[
2677] takes his bar examination next year - year from
this June. He was chosen out of all the students at ... Law
School, last fall, when only a Junior, as Assistant Professor
of Law with full pay.
"He has followed his life reading - 'Study to keep people
out of trouble instead of getting them out of trouble' -
international law, which he's preparing for, and all the
languages. Now he has learned 4 languages - certainly has
gotten the breaks - went to school almost all the time in
the Service, even when he was in the Battle of the Bulge,
he was able to have a German tutor. When he came home he
had the German language."
5/22/53 Mother's report: "[
2677] is prosecuting attorney
now, in ..., Calif., where he lives."
5/19/58 Mother's reply to Questionnaire: "Yes, he did marry
[
3355] and they now have three children."


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