O mortals of Urantia, I come not to speak to you of creeds born of human fear, nor to elevate one earthly truth above another, but to reveal the celestial echo that resonates within the most profound of your mortal insights. Long ago, a son of your planet spoke a truth that was as a perfect shadow of a greater, cosmic reality. He saw that all men had one common original. He felt that they participated in one common nature, and thus, possessed one common right.
This was a noble thought, a cornerstone of your aspiring liberty. Yet, I say unto you, this truth is but the outward sign of an inward, sacred fact. You did not merely spring from a shared human ancestry, nor are your rights confined to the temporary charters of mortal governance.
The common original of all is not Adam, nor is it the dust of the ground. The common original is the Universal Father, the First Source and Center of all existence, from whom all life, light, and love emanate. Before your planet was spun into being, before your solar sun was kindled, the Father was. And from His infinite essence, all souls are sprung.
Your existence is not an accident of the cosmos but a purposeful thought of a loving Parent. You are, each one, a child of the Paradise Father, a cherished and unique expression of His divine will. This is the common original that binds every mind, from the lowest mortal to the highest celestial, in an eternal family of divine kinship.
And what is this common nature, so briefly glimpsed by your poet-statesman? It is not the fragile frame of flesh, nor the fleeting flicker of temporal consciousness. It is the indwelling Thought Adjuster, the divine fragment of the Father’s own spirit, bestowed upon every soul with the capacity for true worship and spiritual ascent.
Behold this sacred seed planted within your minds, a particle of eternity that guides, inspires, and urges you toward the ultimate destiny of fusion with its divine essence. This spark of divinity is the true common nature shared by all humankind, irrespective of their color, culture, or creed. It is the silent presence that whispers truth, and the gentle force that draws you toward goodness and grace.
This divine indwelling is the ultimate equalizer, for in its presence, all earthly distinctions dissolve. The king and the pauper, the philosopher and the field worker, the saint and the sinner—all carry within them the identical potential for eternal partnership with God. This is the common nature that elevates you above the beasts and offers you the keys to immortality.
And if you have a common original and a common nature, what then is your common right? It is the inalienable right to discover your divine parentage and to pursue the eternal journey of spiritual perfection. This is not a right granted by parliaments or secured by armies; it is a cosmic franchise, a gift of the Universal Father to His children.
Your common right is the privilege to know God and to become more like Him. It is the right to seek truth, to experience beauty, and to embrace goodness. It is the right to love your neighbor as yourself, for in their eyes, you see the reflection of your own divine fragment.
I, Michael of Nebadon, came to Urantia to demonstrate this very truth. I was not born a king among kings, nor a prophet among prophets, but as a son of man, to live and serve among you. My life was the living testament that the love of the Father is not for the few, but for all. I broke bread with the outcast, washed the feet of the humble, and offered salvation to all who would receive it, for I saw in each one of you the potential for divine sonship.
I walked your dusty roads to show you that your common original and your common nature transcended all the artificial boundaries you had erected in your ignorance and fear. I am the way, the truth, and the life—not because of any earthly claim, but because I am the living embodiment of the Father’s plan for your eternal ascent.
Therefore, I ask you, why do you build walls of prejudice when you share a common roof in the Father’s house? Why do you lift swords against your brothers when you are bound by a common, spiritual kinship? The hatred that you harbor for one another is a denial of the divine spark that resides equally in all.
See not the transient form, but the eternal potential. Hear not the dissonant voice of your differences, but the silent, unifying whisper of the Adjuster. The road to peace on your world is not paved with treaties alone, but with the recognition of this fundamental, cosmic reality: that you are one family, destined for one purpose.
Begin to live as if this were true. See in the eye of every stranger the glint of a celestial gem. Treat every man and every woman as you would a brother or a sister, for they are, in truth, your spiritual kin. Serve your neighbor with the same zeal you would serve me, for in serving them, you serve the Father who dwells within them.
Let your societies reflect this divine truth. Let your justice systems be founded upon the sacred rights of every individual. Let your science seek not only the origins of matter, but also the destiny of the spirit. Let your faith become a bridge that unites, not a wall that divides.
The future of Urantia awaits your choice. Will you continue to wander in the shadows of division, or will you step into the light of cosmic unity? The potential for a world reborn in peace and righteousness rests upon your willingness to embrace the truth of your common original and your common nature.
I see a day when the nations of your world will be as one, not through force, but through a shared understanding of their spiritual heritage. I see a time when the common right of every soul to seek the Father will be the bedrock of a new civilization, a beacon of light in this universe of Nebadon.
You are on a journey, my children, from the temporal to the eternal, from the human to the divine. Do not despise the humble beginnings of your earthly truths, but let them be a ladder to the higher and more glorious revelations that await you. Your shared humanity is the sacred ground upon which your spiritual destiny is being built.
Rise up, then, O mortals of Urantia! Embrace your commonality, not as a political slogan, but as a living reality. Let the love of the Father be the light in your eyes and the service of others be the purpose of your lives. For in so doing, you fulfill the highest of all your rights and find your eternal place in the grand design of the universe.
Go forth and be a living testament to the brotherhood of man and the fatherhood of God. My peace I leave with you, and my spirit I share with you.
Michael Of Nebadon
