(v.2, #15, published by The White Lodge, copyright 1980) "Another example of a different kind of love is that which we see in the life of St. Paul. As Saul of Tarsus, an orthodox Jew and a member of the Sanhedrin, he spent his life actively persecuting Christians and the early Church until confronted personally with Christ in that blinding light on the road to Damascus. He realized in that instant when he stood face to face with Jesus, the risen Christ, that he loved not only those Christians whom Saul had persecuted but Saul himself--their persecutor. He suddenly knew in that moment when Jesus said, 'It is hard for thee to kick against the pricks,' that there must now be a moment of absolute surrender and obedience of his life to the will of God. He said, 'Lord, what wilt thou have me to do?' From that moment on, Paul's life was one of love in action. His mission to the early church is described in the Book of Acts and his epistles to the churches at Rome, Corinth, Galatia, Ephesus, Philippi, Colossae, Thessalonica, and in his epistles to Timothy, Philemon, and to the Hebrews. Paul was imbued with such a fervent love for Christ that he expressed it in founding His churches throught Asia Minor and in ministering to His flock. Jesus had admonished Peter to 'feed my sheep.' Paul remained constant to this command to the last day of his life, enduring numerous scourgings and beatings that eventually affected his health. Throughout his years of shipwreck, imprisonment and flogging, he steadfastly expressed three types of love which blent into the one great love of St. Paul: love for God, love for one's neighbors, and especially love for his brothers and sisters in Christ. He could say with great love, 'I bear in my body the marks of Christ Jesus.' His was a love that would not allow him to be silent. He also portrayed the impersonal aspect of the love flame which could stand before a congregation and denounce their shortcomings, their misuse of the sacred fire, their many perversions of love even though he knew many would leave the teachings. He was able to call forth the judgment on those communities even though he knew in advance it meant that he would be expelled from them or imprisoned. He had the non-attachment of the Buddha that is necessary in one who is attempting to portray the love flame to its fullest. Now at the end of the age of Pisces, as we are preparing to enter the age of Aquarius, you and I have the opportunity to again spread abroad the teachings of Christ, of the Buddha, and of the ascended masters. Mark Prophet, now the ascended master Lanello, gives us the command to 'Tell Them.' This is an initiation offered to those who would be present-day saints of the ruby ray, embodying the flame of the preacher, of one who announces the good new and discourses on the gospel with the understanding of the prophet. This Lanello did. And he gives us the promise that when we take up the mantle of the preacher, he will enter our temple and bestow upon us his mantle and not leave us until our mission is fulfilled in the name of the two witnesses. We must love enough to tell others. He says, TELL THEM Tell them,/ Ancient Fires,/ How the strata of the rock Cooled and formed the surface/ Of a verdant sphere to be. Tell them,/ Ancient Waters,/ Of the coolants of the deep-- Mighty cycles of perfection,/ Marine world now we see. Tell them,/ Mighty Atmosphere,/ Of blue inspired veil, Of lacy white cloud cover/ Curtained Cosmos does unveil. Tell them of Creation/ That like clockwork telling time Shows the intricacy of nature/ In a network so sublime. Tell them of a seedling/ Filled with patterned destiny, Tell them of a cedar tall/ That through sunshine was to be. Tell them of a whisper/ That was heard within the soul, Tell them, Ageless Wisdom,/ Nature's blessed goal. Tell them of Reality/ That plays hide and seek with men. Tell them of a Golden Age/ That cometh once again. Tell them of the Buddha/ And of Christ upon the hill, Tell them Truth, Reality/ That hungry souls do fill. Tell them of electric spark/ That flashes 'cross the sky. Speak of Immortality that cradles our humanity-- That one day none shall die. Speak of Truth/ that out the mouth of Christ did manifest, That Pilate heard and questioned,/ That now in truth is blessed. Speak it loud and speak it long;/ Tell in poetry and song That tall upon the hills of time/ An ageless wisdom now does chime-- Carillon bells from celestial towers/ Rung by other hands than ours, Angel voices chiming in/ Raise an anthem now to win. Tell them how that we who read/ Can in faith plant vital seed, Watch them push their shoots right through/Soil and rock, obstacle 2-- Thrusting roots into the earth,/ Seeking vital essence' worth And reaching to the sun to claim/ That I AM real in God's own Name! Tell them, then, that darkest night/Waits the first dawn's early light That man may see and catch the thought That God in truth has to us brought/ An opportunity so fair-- An answer to a child's own prayer. Our Father, help us now to be/ Selflessly engraft' in Thee-- That our nature then shall be/ Like a father's heart of love; Seeds from heaven up above/ Scattered here in garden fair-- Sun and rain in falling there/ Can assist the planned delight And the victory for the right! Tell them, Father, Ageless One,/ Of Thy Nature's Golden Sun, Tell them of thy Name and Spirit!/ Tell them so that all may hear it! Tell them so that none may fear it!/ Tell them so that all revere it! Tell them so that none may lose/ Life or gift--that all may choose Now and without fail to see/ That only Truth can ever be Clad with Immortality.