Neville Goddard Lectures: “For Hatching”

17 Dec Neville Goddard Lectures: “For Hatching”

12/8/64

Well, tonight’s subject is “For Hatching.” There is a voice in man that if you listen to it and expect it, you will at rare intervals hear it. It’s the voice of authority and it never lies. Over the years I have heard this voice. It has never led me astray and everything that it prophesied has come to pass, but everything. So, in the Silence…and you are not concerned but you ask a question—it may come or it may not come that night—but you ask the question “What is the purpose of it all?” You do not question for one moment that God is, for you met God, you know God; you were embraced. But this was a moment of not I said concern, just in not even an idle moment, you ask the question “What is the purpose of it all?” and the voice answers in the depth of your soul, “For hatching.” For hatching what? For hatching everything in the world, like a huge big egg, but specifically for hatching God—God in man, brought to the surface as that man in whom he is buried. Like the old hymn of Isaac Watts: “Wrapped in the silence of the tomb the Great Redeemer lay, ’til the revolving skies bring the third, the appointed day.”

Now let me share with you an experience given me this week by a friend of mine, where he was brought to the third, the appointed day. For the purpose of life is to find God and God, when you find him, is God the Father, that’s God. “In many and various ways,” we’re told, “God spoke to our fathers through the prophets; but in these last days he has spoken to us through a Son” (Heb.1:1). If he spoke to us through a Son, then he’s Father. As we are told in the last book of the Old Testament, the Book of Malachi, “A son honors his father. If then I be a father, where is my honor?” says the Lord of hosts. Where is my son if I am a father? I have no way of knowing that I am a father unless there is a son to bear witness to the fact that I am his father. So, if a son honors his father and I be a father, where is my honor, where is my son? So here, “Wrapped in the silence of the tomb the Great Redeemer lay, and then the revolving skies bring forth the third, the appointed day.”

So this friend will allow me to tell you the story. And to give you just a little background, just a few words, he said, “My father died when I was eight, and my world was shattered. I felt an outsider. Every family in the neighborhood seemed to be a complete unit, but I felt an outsider, and I took this feeling with me into school. I was never once a part of the student body, always an outsider. When I left school I took the same feeling with me into business; and though I worked for very large companies and I served them well, and they were good to me, still I was never part of the company, I was always an outsider. This feeling of being an outsider drove me to the point of suicide, and this feeling also caused me to hurt those I loved dearly. Those I love most in this world I seemed to have hurt by the feeling of being an outsider.