Neville Goddard Lecture: The Rock and the Highway

10 Apr Neville Goddard Lecture: The Rock and the Highway

3/6/67

(__??) very, very practical and very spiritual. Were you and I to own the earth and that ended it all, what would it matter? Just what would it matter what we really created in the world?

So, if you are with us for the first time, we claim here that Imagination is the great fundamental reality of the world and of all life. There is no other foundation. All things came forth from divine imagining and are sustained by divine imagining. Therefore, all things conspire to aid the harvesting of our imaginal acts, all things, as we’ll show you tonight, good, bad and indifferent. Therefore, all things work for good. The most horrible thing in the world works for good…it will be aiding you in the birth of your imaginal activities. Not every one, but you’ll find that many of them will.

So here tonight, in the midst of bringing things into our world that you and I desire, there is a plan. It’s stated quite clearly in Peter’s first letter, “Place your hope fully upon the grace that is coming to you at the revelation of Jesus Christ” (1Pet. 1:13). Grace is God’s gift of himself to man. That is grace in scripture. It is coming to man, so place your hope fully upon that grace, that gift. That you have other hopes, certainly. I hope to be successful. I hope to be this, I hope to be the other, I hope for my friends. These are minor hopes, but the great hope is that the grace will come to me. That is the hope. And this is this great and one hope spoken of by Paul, when he speaks of one hope. He said, “There’s only one Spirit, one body, one hope” (Eph.4:4). It is this one great hope that makes it wisdom to accept the burdens of this long dark night of life…for it is a long night and a burdensome journey. The end is worth every problem man will encounter; for the end is to awaken as God, the divine Creator, the divine Imaginer. So it’s worth everything…that’s our great hope.

So tonight, let us start with this perfectly wonderful experience of a very dear friend of mine. One who has been raised from the grave, one who has experienced the birth, the fatherhood, and the ascent. He said, “I found myself deep in the earth in an enormous cavern. Along the center of the cavern ran this highway, straight through the cavern, the highway. It was very smooth. I stood on the side and where I stood they had excavated to the depth of forty feet. Outside of myself there was but one man. He was extremely beautiful, this man of great intensity”—but he stresses the beauty of the man—“and coming towards me where this excavation was was a machine, and he seemed to be the sole operator. Not on the machine, but he seemed to be in control of what the machine was doing. It was filling this excavation with rock and cement.

“I held in my hand a few old, dried pieces of cement, mortar. Because the thing was coming towards me, I thought I would help it along, so I threw it into the hole. He turned, spoke to me and told me to remove what I had thrown in. Then he said to me, ‘You cannot add to the foundation.’ So I removed what I had thrown in. Evidently that was not enough, I had to sign or write out an affidavit. The paper on which I wrote it was soft, like a blotter. So when I got through writing out the affidavit, it had so smudged the whole thing was nothing but ink. I said to him, ‘I’ll have to write it all over again, because you can’t read it.’ He took it from me, smiled, and put it in his pocket. Then he said to me, ‘It is okay. You can’t read it but I can.’ And that was it.”