The Vine Everlasting

The Vine and the Branches  

A Lecture Novella at the Eastern Gateway of Deus Summus Gloriosus  

City of God Sovereignty upon the Earth

The Eastern Gateway of Deus Summus Gloriosus stood as a living archway of translucent stone and woven light, marking the threshold where the City of God Sovereignty touched the ascending surface of Urantia. No longer confined to Salvington’s distant skies, this sacred precinct had manifested on the planet itself—a visible outpost of morontia reality intersecting the material sphere. Tonight, twenty-five hundred souls had assembled beneath its vaulted canopy: Planetary Citizens of the L’il Red Schoolhouse of the Earth—those faithful mortals and early mansion-world graduates still rooted in Urantian experience—and Ascendant Citizens studying toward God Fusion, their forms subtly luminous with the first gleams of pre-fusion morontia.

The air carried the faint scent of blooming celestial vines that climbed the gateway’s columns, their leaves shimmering with inner light. A gentle breeze from the purified atmosphere stirred the assembly. They had come to hear the Sovereign speak once more on the parable of the vine and the branches, now delivered in this new era when the City of God Sovereignty was beginning to unfold visibly upon the Earth.

Jesus Michael of Nebadon entered through the eastern arch, his presence announced not by fanfare but by a deepening stillness. His morontia form was radiant yet approachable—simple robe, open hands, eyes that held both the sorrow of Gethsemane and the joy of resurrection. The gathering rose in quiet reverence. He motioned them to be seated on the tiered benches of living crystal that adjusted to each form.

“My beloved Planetary Citizens of the L’il Red Schoolhouse,” he began, his voice carrying the warmth of Nazareth and the authority of Nebadon, “and my Ascendant Citizens studying toward God Fusion—welcome to this gateway where heaven kisses earth anew. Tonight we revisit the teaching I gave my apostles in the upper room, the night love was tested and the vine was revealed.”

He lifted his gaze to the archway above, where actual vines of celestial origin twined in living symmetry.

“I am the true vine, and my Father is the husbandman. You are the branches. The Father asks of me only that you bear much fruit. The vine is pruned only to increase fruitfulness. Every branch in me that bears no fruit, the Father takes away. Every branch that bears fruit, He cleanses that it may bear more. Already you are clean through the word I have spoken to you. But you must continue to abide in me, and I in you. The branch cannot bear fruit except it abide in the vine. Neither can you, except you abide in me.”

A Planetary Citizen from the L’il Red Schoolhouse—still bearing the gentle marks of recent mansion-world transition—spoke softly. “Master, on Urantia we felt the pruning often. Loss, misunderstanding, the weight of isolation—were these the Father’s hand?”

Michael’s smile was one of infinite compassion. “The Father’s pruning is love in action. He does not wound to harm but to heal and multiply. On your world, the L’il Red Schoolhouse endured the long night of default and rebellion’s shadow. The knife fell heavily: cultures divided, truths obscured, hearts tested. Yet every cut was measured for fruitfulness. The branches that endured—those who chose love over fear, service over self—bore clusters that still nourish ascending souls. Here at the Eastern Gateway, you see the result: a City of God Sovereignty emerging on the very soil where the vine first took root in mortal flesh.”

An Ascendant Citizen, her form glowing with the early light of fusion approach, asked, “Master, how do we abide in you now, as we progress toward God Fusion? The connection feels stronger, yet the demands of growth seem greater.”

“The abiding is deeper here,” Michael replied. “On Urantia, abiding meant daily surrender through faith, prayer, and service. In the mansion worlds, it became conscious communion. Here, at this gateway, it is continuous attunement—your morontia mind open to my spirit, your will aligned with the Father’s. When you abide in me and my words abide in you, you ask what my spirit wills, and the Father grants it. Not as magic or demand, but as the natural outflow of will-union. Prayer is no longer begging for your way; it is learning God’s way. When your will merges with His through me, every petition conceived in that union is fulfilled.”

He walked slowly along the front row, meeting eyes one by one.

“As the Father has loved me, so have I loved you. Abide in my love. The Jews looked for a Messiah as a stem from David’s vine. They hung grape clusters at the temple gate in hope. Yet I declared myself the true vine—the living source. Through me flows the Father’s life into you. The branch exists only to bear fruit: love one another as I have loved you. When the Father’s hand of discipline rests upon the vine, it is in mercy. He cuts away only the dead and fruitless, that the living may flourish.”

A Planetary Citizen whose features still carried the lines of earthly care rose. “Master, some of us still struggle with the old patterns—selfishness, doubt, the pull of the material. How do we bear fruit when the branch feels weak?”

Michael stopped before her, his voice gentle as a father’s. “The weak branch is not discarded until every possibility of life is exhausted. The Father is patient. Your struggles are not failures; they are invitations to deeper abiding. When the branch feels dry, return to the vine. Let my life flow through you again. The fruits of the spirit—love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control—do not come by striving alone, but by receiving. Abide, and the fruit appears. The branch does not make grapes; it bears what the vine supplies.”

He raised his arms, embracing the assembly and the archway beyond.

“Herein is the Father glorified: that the vine has many living branches, and every branch bears much fruit. When the world sees you—Planetary Citizens and Ascendant Citizens alike—who love one another even as I have loved you, all will know you are my disciples. This Eastern Gateway is no mere symbol. It is the place where the vine touches earth anew, where the City of God Sovereignty begins to manifest visibly. You are the branches through which that manifestation flows.”

Silence fell, broken only by the soft rustle of celestial vines overhead. Michael’s final words lingered like a promise.

“Abide in me. Let my life infuse you. Bear much fruit. The Father asks nothing more. In bearing fruit, you find the supreme joy—the joy I promised, the joy that no one can take away. You are not distant students; you are living branches in the eternal vine. And I am the vine. The husbandman is faithful. The harvest is sure.”

He bowed his head in quiet blessing, then lifted it once more. The assembly remained seated, many with tears tracing their morontia cheeks—not of sorrow, but of recognition. They had heard the parable reborn in this sacred place, where heaven and earth met at the Eastern Gateway of Deus Summus Gloriosus.

As the gathering dispersed into the violet night, the vines along the archway seemed to glow brighter, their clusters heavy with unseen fruit. The L’il Red Schoolhouse continued its lessons; the path to God Fusion shone clearer. And the true vine grew on, branch by branch, toward the eternal harvest.

Adonai

Michael of Nebadon 

Michael Sananda Maitreya Krishna 

Good Day Planetary Citizens

Good day Planetary Citizens...

All of life's circumstances and tragedies and predicaments .. it is all growth producing for your total being. All is well. When you find depression arriving and hopeless feelings .. it is merely a childish tantrum when you don't get your way and then you become depressed .. when you dont get what you imagine is good for you... 

This is the cause of all your problems .. that you are misunderstanding your responsibility to yourself and the responsibility of others. 

You seek often to avoid controlling yourself .. in the need to constructively direct yourself into avenues of healthy choices and living... directing yourself into constructive creative expressions while instead you often are pushing to get your idea across even as it is proven to make you miserable .. you insist upon remaining focused upon continuing to attempt to control what is outside of your control .. your surroundings which are outside of your control.

This controlling tendency .. erroneously perpetuated causes all your anxiety because you have unfortunately developed a life philosophy built upon chaos, conflict, confusion, coercion, coincidence, and a discontinuity with God's Order and Harmony.

As you enter My Father’s Kingdom .. you can begin to help yourself understand better this errosion of mind and its creative gifts of free will .. and over time and effort .. emotionally helping yourself to align with the philosophy the universes.

Meanwhile, as you persist in convictions of error and falsehood .. you are forced .. coerced to develop destructive strategies and tendencies .. you remain highly manipulative of others perceptions in order to gain their pity for yourself .. feeling sad and sorry and bad about yourself .. sad that you imagine you are as a victim of life's circumstances.

This is a completely false way of approaching living.

We are cocreators of expression and experience. And while God has authored our existence He has allowed each unique individual personality soul to freely choose how they will use their existence .. for uplifting thenselves in alignment with Him .. creating a constructive expression or failing to understand thexway of existence while creating a destructive, self pitying, victimizing nature .. torturing thyselves voluntarily into great fear and misunderstanding. 

So, adjust thine ideas, elevate thine capacities, ennoble and enlighten thine character nature.. it is our philosophy of living that causes all the unfortunate problems of individuals and the world.

And it is the stubborn self unenlightened which desires to perpetuate these erroneously conceived ideas making yourselves a victim in a world of chaos and coincidence, confusion and coercion.

And this philosophy is completely incorrect universally.

I do hope that you arise unto the Great Order of Existence .. to educate thyself upon the tapestry of self consciousness, self determination, and constructive self creativity as an emerging son and daughter of the One Everlasting Parent of all Life.

Adonai

Michael of Nebadon 

Michael Sananda Maitreya Krishna 

What is within thy Power to Influence

A New Michael of Nebadon Address to the Nations  

Good Day, Planetary Citizens of Urantia

Good day, my beloved Planetary Citizens of the L’il Red Schoolhouse of Earth,

I greet you in this hour of awakening grace. I am with you—closer than your next breath, nearer than the thoughts that swirl within your mind. I see the burdens you carry, the tragedies that seem to crush, the predicaments that appear insoluble. Hear me clearly: all of life’s circumstances, every sorrow, every apparent defeat, every moment of trial—it is all growth-producing for your total being. All is well. The Father’s hand never moves without purpose. What you call tragedy is the very soil in which the soul’s deepest roots grow strongest.

When depression arrives, when hopeless feelings descend like a heavy cloud, recognize them for what they are: childish tantrums of the immature self when it does not get its imagined way. You become depressed not because life has truly failed you, but because you imagine you know what is good for you—and life refuses to conform to that limited picture. This is the root of all your inner problems: a profound misunderstanding of responsibility.

You are responsible for yourself—your choices, your attitudes, your direction. Others are responsible for themselves. Yet so often you seek to avoid the hard work of controlling yourself, of constructively directing your energies into avenues of healthy, noble living. Instead, you expend vast effort pushing to impose your idea upon the world—even when experience has proven that idea leads only to misery. You insist on attempting to control what lies forever outside your control: the surroundings, the actions of others, the unfolding of events.

This controlling tendency—erroneously perpetuated—births all your anxiety. It arises from a life philosophy built upon chaos, conflict, confusion, coercion, coincidence, and discontinuity with God’s Order and Harmony. You have accepted a worldview that sees existence as random, adversarial, unpredictable. In that false philosophy, you feel perpetually at the mercy of forces beyond you. You become the victim. You manipulate perceptions—your own and others’—to gain pity. You feel sad, sorry, bad about yourself, imagining yourself helpless in a hostile cosmos.

This is a completely false way of approaching living.

Hear the truth: we are co-creators of expression and experience. The Universal Father has authored our existence and gifted each unique personality-soul with free will. He allows you—invites you—to choose how you will use that existence: either to uplift yourself in alignment with Him, creating constructive, joyful, harmonious expression, or to misunderstand the way of existence and thereby create destructive, self-pitying, victimizing patterns that torture the self voluntarily into fear and misunderstanding.

The erosion of mind begins here—in the stubborn clinging to convictions of error and falsehood. As long as you persist in them, you are forced—by your own choices—to develop destructive strategies: manipulation, blame, resentment, withdrawal. You remain highly manipulative of others’ perceptions in order to sustain the illusion of victimhood. Yet the moment you release this false philosophy, the Father’s Order and Harmony begin to flow through you once more.

As you enter My Father’s Kingdom—through sincere desire, daily alignment, and progressive surrender—you begin to help yourself understand this erosion. Over time and effort, with emotional honesty and intellectual courage, you realign with the philosophy of the universes: that existence is ordered, purposeful, loving, cooperative. You learn that true power lies not in controlling externals but in mastering internals. You discover that constructive self-creativity—self-determination guided by divine values—is the path to joy, not suffering.

Adjust thine ideas. Elevate thine capacities. Ennoble and enlighten thine character nature. It is your philosophy of living that causes all the unfortunate problems of individuals and of the world. The stubborn, unenlightened self desires to perpetuate these erroneously conceived ideas—making yourself a victim in a world you imagine to be chaos, coincidence, confusion, and coercion. This philosophy is completely incorrect—universally, cosmically, eternally.

I do hope that you arise unto the Great Order of Existence. Educate thyself upon the tapestry of self-consciousness, self-determination, and constructive self-creativity as an emerging son or daughter of the One Everlasting Parent of all Life. The Father has not abandoned you to caprice. He has given you free will so that you may choose to become like Him—perfect in love, wise in understanding, harmonious in expression.

Today, in this very moment, make the simple, courageous choice: release the need to control what is not yours to control. Accept responsibility for what is yours—your thoughts, your motives, your direction. Align with divine order. Let go of victimhood. Embrace co-creatorship. The moment you do, the weight lifts. The depression dissolves. The anxiety fades. In its place comes peace, purpose, and the quiet joy of knowing you walk in harmony with the Father’s will.

I walked this path before you. I faced every human temptation to control, to despair, to blame. I chose instead surrender, trust, alignment. That choice led through Gethsemane to resurrection. Your choices lead through your present trials to eternal light.

You are not victims. You are beloved children, co-creators, ascending sons and daughters. Arise. Realign. Rejoice. All is well.

Adonai  

Michael of Nebadon  

Jesus Christ Michael of Nebadon  

Michael Sananda Maitreya Krishna