When I first started to read the Urantia Book – I won’t mention how long ago for fear of giving away my age – it was very important for me to believe that the book was not written by a person. I had to be absolutely convinced that not one passage, sentence or word be placed into that book by person or persons unknown. It was really important that I believed it was written by the beings it says it is written by.
And so I believed for many years. But the day came when I wasn’t convinced. I started to think that maybe someone on our planet did write it. And so I put it down for six months and fretted over whether I should try reading it again.
When I picked it up again I came upon one of those passages that sing like a choir. Do you know what I mean when I say that? There are times when I am reading the book, and I can be plowing through some mundane subject that’s putting me to sleep, and all of a sudden the book starts to sing to me. The writer starts to talk about something like the wonderful future awaiting us - the universe adventure. And it seems like a choir of angels has appeared in my room singing of heavenly things. This happens a lot. And the only way I can think of to describe it is to say it sings.
And so I never put the book down again. And I stopped thinking about whether it was written by people or not. And instead of worrying about such things, I listen to the song.
You see, what matter’s to me is the book sings. It sings to me of truth and of light and of life. It sings to me of God. And it sings to me of me. And that is what counts. Now many people are raising questions about the book, same as I had. And many people are criticizing it and many people are casting doubts about it. So what. It doesn’t matter to me what anyone says. What matters to me is the book sings. And it keeps on singing, even when I have read it over and over again. And the song I hear is more important than anything else.
God bless you,
William Whitehead
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