The Ascension of David Lloyd

THE ASCENSION OF DAVID LLOYD

On the morning of the seventh day, I left my lodge at four o'clock, and reached our meeting place at ten-thirty. I sat down on a log to wait with a feeling of wonderful exhilaration, which I knew to be the result of my meditation. I was so deep within the contemplation of my God Self, I did not hear anyone approaching until a voice spoke to me.

I looked up, and saw an old man with white hair and beard, whom I thought at first sight was an old prospector, although his clothing was too clean for that occupation. As he came up to me and held out his hand, that too confirmed my feeling--he was not a laboring man. We exchanged greetings, chatted for a few moments on generalities; then he turned to me and said:

                    "My friend, I would like to tell you a story. It won't take long. I haven't told it to anyone for a long time. I would like to try once more."

“As I reached for a cup to get him a drink from the spring by which we stood, a Crystal Cup formed within my hand.”

By that time, I began to have a feeling of intense interest. It occurred to me he might be thirsty; and as I reached for a cup to get him a drink from the spring by which we stood, a Crystal Cup formed within my hand--like the one Saint Germain had held out to me several times. The old man looked up, and with eyes shining and excited, almost shouted,  "It is he! It is he!"

I did not know what to do, so I insisted he drink. As I looked within the Cup, I saw It was filled with the same Clear, Sparkling Liquid the Master had given me. The old man grasped It eagerly, and with an intense expression of the deepest gratitude I have ever seen, drank the contents. He immediately became very calm and quiet, but with it all a deep, intense sincerity.

“The year I was twenty, a tall, handsome stranger, a man of great Wisdom, visited my father at our home.”

I asked him again to tell me the story, and he began by saying:

"My father was a British officer stationed in the Punjab of India, where we made our home. When I was sixteen, he financed a friend who went to South Africa to try his luck in the diamond mines, but my father never heard from him afterward.

"The year I was twenty, a tall, handsome stranger, a man of great Wisdom, visited my father at our home. He had come to bring a message from Father's friend.

" 'I bring you news,' He explained, 'from the friend whom you financed four years ago. He met with great success on that venture--in fact, became very wealthy. He has recently passed on at the mines, and left no relatives. His entire fortune has been left to you; and in case of your passing, it is to go to your son. If you desire, I will take charge of the matter and have it transferred at once.'

" 'I cannot leave India at the present time,' my father replied, 'for I am on government duty here. I appreciate greatly your offer to take care of the matter for me.' I was standing nearby during their conversation, and when they had completed arrangements, the Stranger turned to me.

                    " 'My son,' He said, 'when you find the man who will offer you a Crystal Cup of Sparkling Liquid, you will have met the one who can assist you in raising the body. I cannot tell you more than this, except that you will find him on a great mountain in North America. This may seem vague to you now, but it is all I can say.'

" 'My son,' He said, 'when you find the man who will offer you a Crystal Cup of Sparkling Liquid, you will have met the one who can assist you in raising the body.'”

"The Stranger left; and a month later, my father, who had ridden out to adjust certain government matters with the natives, was shot, and passed on before he could be brought home. I was an only son, and after another month, mother and I prepared for our return to England. Just before we left, the same Stranger came again, and said He was ready to transfer Father's fortune to me. I explained Father had been shot.

" 'Yes,' the Stranger replied, 'when I left two months ago, I knew your father would pass on before my return. I have arranged for the fortune to be transferred to you, or rather to the Bank of England for you. Here is money you may wish to use on the journey home--also the papers of transfer and the credentials you will need at the bank. Present them, and you will receive custody of your wealth. Much of it is in diamonds of the first quality.' I thanked Him and offered to pay for His services, but He replied:

" 'Your kind intent is greatly appreciated, but that is already adjusted. I will be happy to accompany you to the steamer at Bombay.'

"The trip revealed to me His Great Wisdom, and beside Him I felt like an infant. I know now that He enveloped me in a Radiation which has stayed with me throughout the years. He arranged for transportation, accompanied us to the boat, and His last Words to me were:

                    " 'Remember--the "Crystal Cup." Seek, and you shall find.'

“I transferred one-half of my wealth to a bank in New York and began the search for 'the man with the Crystal Cup.'”

"After a most wonderful voyage, we arrived at Southampton, went on to London, and presented my credentials to the Bank of England. The official to whom I presented them remarked, " 'Yes, we were expecting you today. Here are your bank and check books.'

                    "I looked at them to see how much my fortune amounted to and was amazed to learn a hundred thousand pounds had been placed to my credit. Five years later my mother passed on. I transferred one-half of my wealth to a bank in New York and began the search for 'the man with the Crystal Cup.'

                    "I can never repeat the disappointments, the trials, the sorrow I have been through; but in the face of everything, somehow I could never give up. The thing which seems so strange to me is, while I have grown old in outer appearance, my energy and strength are as great as ever--sometimes I think greater than in my fullest youth.

                    "In years, I am seventy. Today I just wanted to follow this trail, and praise God, I have found you. My desire was so great it was almost irresistible."

“Ask God to show you what to do."

"But my good man," I asked, "what am I to do for you?"

"You will know," he replied, "for I know I have made no mistake. In the Heart of this majestic mountain is a Great Power. I feel It. Ask God to show you what to do."

Suddenly I felt the Mighty God Power surging forth so strong It almost lifted me from the ground. Making the sign Saint Germain had taught me, I called to God for Light, and raising my hand in salutation said:

 "Mighty God in man and the Universe! We seek Thy Light! We seek Thy Wisdom! We seek Thy Power! Let Thy Will be done in and for this my Brother--who has sought and found me to do for him I know not what. Thou knowest! Manifest Thy Will through my mind and body, and let whatever is to be done for this Brother--Thy Son--come forth!"

As my hand came down, it held the Crystal Cup filled with Living Liquid Light. I offered it to him, and my Mighty God Self spoke again.

                    "Drink without fear. Thy search is ended."

“Very slowly, he began to rise from the ground.”

He drank the contents without a moment's hesitation. I stepped forward quickly and took both his hands in mine. Slowly and steadily, every vestige of age disappeared from him, and the God in me continued:

                    "Behold! Thou art forever FREE from all earthly limitation! Ascend now unto the Great Host of Light who await Thee!"

                    Very slowly, he began to rise from the ground; and as he did so, his human garments disappeared, and he became clothed in Raiment of Glistening White. I let go his hands. Then in a voice of deepest Love, he said:

                    "I shall return to thee, Beloved Brother. Well shalt thou be repaid for this Transcendent Service. Thou wert the only one through whom this could be done for me. Someday, thou shalt see why!" And with a happy smile, he disappeared on a Radiant Pathway of Light.

                    As the Mighty God Power within me receded, I was so astounded, I fell on my knees and offered the deepest Prayer of my Life, in grateful humility and praise for the privilege of giving such Service.

"You have become a worthy Messenger of the Great White Brotherhood and the Ascended Host.”

I rose and the Master Saint Germain received me into His Wondrous Embrace.

                    "My Beloved Brother!" He said, "I am greatly pleased. Noble and faithful was your attendance upon the great God within you. Beautifully did you receive your Mighty God in Action! I do indeed congratulate you. You will ever be held within Our Embrace, even though outwardly you may not always be aware of it.

                    "You have become a worthy Messenger of the Great White Brotherhood and the Ascended Host. Hold close to your Mighty God Self. Thus you will ever be ready for Service wherever and for whatever is required. My Love enfolds you until We meet again. I will keep you informed."

                    Slowly, I wended my way back to the lodge, every step praise and gratitude to the One Mighty God that molds us all into Eternal Perfection.

Unveiled Mysteries - Godfre Ray King - Chapter VIII - God's Omnipresent Power - pg 235-242.