Neville Goddard Lectures: “Commune With Yourself”

Now it ends on this note, “And trust in the Lord.” The word translated “the Lord” means “I AM.” It’s Yod He Vau He. When God first reveals his true identity and then caps it by saying, “That is my name forever…by that shall I be known throughout all generations,” it’s not just for today it’s forever (Exod.3:14). Where would I go that I’m not aware that I am? I may suffer from amnesia and not know who I am, where I am, what I am, but I can not cease knowing that I am. I can’t stop it. So forever that is God, throughout all generations. “Bring me the sacrifice of right thinking and trust in the Lord forever.” He has ways no one knows of taking that sacrifice and externalizing it on the screen of space.

Now we learn this through a story. Here is a story told me last Tuesday. I wish I had the child here; she’s only nine. I have her father here, and if perchance I’m not telling it as he told me, I wish he would stop me and take the platform and tell you. It’s a simple story. Bill, would you like to tell it? Alright, he will one day. It’s a very simple thing to talk to self, you know. All of this is myself pushed out. Some oppose me, then I’m opposing it; some agree because I agree, and it’s only self pushed out. Well, here is this perfectly wonderful story. My friend is here…he’s here every Tuesday, every Friday…he has one child, a little girl, Lynn, nine years old. In their neighborhood there is a little girl, and they are inseparable; they are doing everything together. Well, the parents decided on a trip to San Diego. Naturally, Lynn goes along. Lynn announced a fact, calling the little girl by name, “She’s going too.” The mother’s reaction was automatic, “She is not going. There is some moment in our lives that we will simply be a family of three, and not always someone else in the family. She is not going.” That was final. Mother has the authority to impose that statement. Not a thing that little lady, nine years old, could do to break it.

Lynn comes to the father and begins to complain, “This is what mother has said.” The father, very wisely—he comes here, he hasn’t forgotten—and he said to the little girl, “Lynn darling, have you forgotten God? He is the final authority. You go to God with everything. You’ve done it in the past, and hasn’t it worked?” “Oh yes.” She closes her eyes. He can’t read the invisible structure of that mind. She opens her eyes and seems so different, and utters the words, “Thank you” and then turns to the father and said, “It’s done. She’s going.” The mother comes upon the scene and turns to the father, she said, “You know, I’ve been thinking it over and I don’t think it would be bad if really they went along together. They’d be companions, they’re down in San Diego, and it would be something always to remember.” So she justifies her change of behavior. The father said nothing; the little girl smiles, all done.

Off they go now to San Diego. They check in at a motel. Lynn said, “You know, daddy, we want our own room.” Mother hears it, “No!” She’s adamant, “You can’t have your own room.” Well, again, in that little short interval Lynn forgot. Lynn turns complaining to the father. The father reminds her of the presence of God; that she went to God, and God responded for the trip. Oh, suddenly it comes back…only a matter of hours…closes her eyes, she makes her arrangement with God—she’s communing with herself—-opens her eyes and says “Thank you.” The mother said to the husband, “You know, it may not be bad if they had their own room together. That’s something to think about all of their lives, because they have their own room. They can play together, sleep in their own room together, and what a memory when the whole thing is over.” The husband agreed with her…and then smiled with the little child.