How I Found the Urantia Book - Square Circles Publishing
How I Found the Urantia Book - Square Circles Publishing
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38 <strong>How</strong> I <strong>Found</strong> <strong>the</strong> <strong>Urantia</strong> <strong>Book</strong><br />
It was <strong>the</strong> spring of 1969, and some close friends were celebrating <strong>the</strong> grand<br />
opening of <strong>the</strong>ir record shop in Pasadena Old Town. The Beatles’ white album<br />
was on <strong>the</strong> racks. I soon found myself in deep philosophical conversation with<br />
Kermit Anderson, a tall and gentle total stranger who seemed oddly familiar,<br />
and who finally said, “I have a book you might like.” I dismissed <strong>the</strong> idea; people<br />
are always recommending books.<br />
Shortly <strong>the</strong>reafter, at a party in my home, Kermit handed me <strong>the</strong> <strong>Urantia</strong><br />
<strong>Book</strong>. Standing by <strong>the</strong> fireplace, I opened it at random and read a single sentence.<br />
Though I don’t remember what page it was, I do remember knowing<br />
instantly that this was an important book and that I would read <strong>the</strong> entire thing.<br />
I went to Hollywood and plunked down $12. It amazes me that such truth could<br />
be acquired for less than a penny a page.<br />
I struggled with this book, so full of blessing and light, yet of such preposterous<br />
claimed origin. I concluded it was too broad and deep, too lengthy and<br />
flawless, to be <strong>the</strong> work of a single human, and doubted that a group of humans<br />
could maintain secrecy about such an elaborate hoax. It was too gracious and<br />
truth-filled to have been written by anyone who would stoop to pretend to be<br />
divine—unless that someone were superhuman and malevolent! Could it be a<br />
work of <strong>the</strong> devil? A printed wolf in sheep’s clothing, saying “Lord, Lord,” and<br />
even quoting scripture, to lure us away from <strong>the</strong> blood of salvation, into everlasting<br />
damnation?<br />
It took me seven years to complete my first (and only) cover-to-cover reading.<br />
During that time, all residue of suspicion that <strong>the</strong> book was of human or<br />
demonic origin vanished and was replaced by a great tidal wave of gratitude,<br />
blessing, certainty and absolute confidence that <strong>the</strong> <strong>Urantia</strong> <strong>Book</strong> is exactly<br />
what it says it is: a revelation of epochal significance. All questions were answered,<br />
knowledge integrated, vision expanded and hope confirmed, and I was<br />
so relieved to be able to keep Jesus in my faith. Believing <strong>the</strong>se teachings unites<br />
me in utmost joy to those within <strong>the</strong> tiny, embryonic, dynamic, love-filled and<br />
growing community of believers who share <strong>the</strong> special brand of faith uniquely<br />
engendered by <strong>the</strong> <strong>Urantia</strong> <strong>Book</strong>.<br />
IRVING TOWNSEND: In 1969 I owned a fabric store on Wilshire Boulevard<br />
in Brentwood, a neighborhood in Los Angeles. My bookkeeper was a<br />
young woman with two small children. She was going to school part time and<br />
working on my books part time to support her family.<br />
We became friends. One evening while she was taking care of her children<br />
and preparing to go to dinner with me, she placed <strong>the</strong> <strong>Urantia</strong> <strong>Book</strong> in my hands<br />
and said, “Here, Irving. Read this.” After reading three pages I realized that this<br />
was something I had been searching for for a long time.<br />
I have been reading it all <strong>the</strong>se years. My friend, Diane, eventually got an MA<br />
degree in financial planning and has since become very successful.<br />
MARILYN HAUCK GREEN: As an adult I became interested in <strong>the</strong><br />
study of music. I vowed that when my children were in school and sufficiently<br />
independent, I would go back to college and take music courses. In 1968 we<br />
moved to Virginia Beach, an occasion which caused me to look again to my<br />
goals. Since <strong>the</strong>re was a small college nearby and <strong>the</strong> time seemed right, I enrolled<br />
in freshman courses in <strong>the</strong> music department.