JOB CHAPTER 38, VERSE 7
Chapter 2

JOB CHAPTER 38, VERSE 7

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Contemplating the victory in us of the Father, we chanted a song in answer to that of the Sons of God who were our fellows. Perfect at last, in rapport with all the law fulfilled, karmaless, immortal, beside Jesus, no more need to incarnate, Life was ended, but Being just commenced. Paradoxical? In all the aeons of time we had Life, but Being, which hath no beginning, neither end, and is not under the dominion of Time, every ego hath ever from the Father. But Life hath beginning, so also it must have end; it hath end. If its conditions are strong enough to enchain for aye, then the soul is diverted from its ego to the tracks of Life, and is then heritor of death. Only if a soul forfeit not to Life its hold on Being-on its ego-shall it not die. Sin is the error of turning from Being unto Life, whereof the shadow is death. The soul that sinneth and turneth not away from finite life and the conditions thereof, it shall die.

We celebrated our victory, united with the Father, singing in harmony with our fellow Sons of God. At last, we were perfect, in sync with all fulfilled laws, free from karma, and immortal. Standing beside Jesus, we no longer needed to incarnate. Life had ended, but true existence was just beginning. Paradoxical? Throughout time, we had Life, but Being—which has no beginning or end and exists beyond Time—has always been given to every soul by the Father. Life has a beginning and must have an end. If its conditions are strong enough to trap a soul forever, it diverts from its true self to the paths of Life, inheriting death. Only if a soul doesn't forfeit its hold on Being—on its true self—to Life will it not die. Sin is the mistake of turning away from Being towards Life, whose shadow is death. The soul that sins and doesn't turn away from finite life and its conditions will die.

Down all the realms of light echoed the paeans of praise, as when the "Morning stars sang together and the Sons of God shouted for joy."

Throughout the heavens, songs of celebration rang out, reminiscent of when "the morning stars sang together and all the angels shouted for joy."