In the Eye of the Storm
a witness of Elizabeth Clare Prophet and the ascended masters
by Alberta Fredricksen
I would like to share one of the
ways God uses to show his love and caring for each one of us personally.
For those of us who moved to Montana from 1988 to 1990 to help build
our community here, it was a time of facing and overcoming the suspicion
and fear on the part of some residents already here. They did not know
what we were about and many false rumors were simply accepted as fact.
Many were reluctant to hire newcomers and we were all scrutinized about
matters that had nothing to do with our ability to perform the various
employment opportunities we sought.
When I answered the call to come and build
our community, I left a wonderful professional position as the Human
Resource Administrator of a large California School District. When I
first arrived, I took a $5/hour part-time position that led me to an
opening for a personnel director at the State Prison for men. Now no
one really grows up as a child thinking that they would love to work
in a prison. Nevertheless, there I was, and I was happy to have a found
a human resources position. It was not easy since there was continuing
unfavorable publicity about our faith community and when you are the
only person others know from that community, building relationships
can be rough sledding. However, I met and worked with many fine people
who were there because they really believed they could make a difference.
Eventually, heart-to-heart contacts overcame the rough areas with most,
if not all, of the people.
After working at the prison for more than a year,
a school district announced a brand new position for a personnel director
and I was thrilled at the prospect of getting back into human resource
work for a school system, as teaching and education had been my whole
profession and my passion. I knew that my previous training and experience
would make me a well qualified applicant for this position if only all
the negative publicity would not get in the way. I prayed and did novenas
for God’s Will and went forward with the application process.
Also during this time, our church community was reaching
out and demonstrating our desires to be good neighbors in Montana and
to break down the unseen barriers. Mother and the Staff arranged to
present a performance of The Taming of the Shrew by Shakespeare
and invited community leaders and members from around the area to attend
at Ranch Headquarters. I attended with a very good friend and it was
a great event.
At the reception following the play, the two of us
wanted to greet Mother and thank her for these efforts to reach out
to the community of Montana. My friend also wanted very much to ask
Mother a question. A short time earlier, one of the masters had stated
that if we were to meet the Messenger along the way, we could ask her
specifically what we needed to do to help us win our ascension. So we
waited politely for our turn to approach Mother.
Then, just as we got up to her, Mother said she wanted
to get something to eat and motioned for us to walk close behind her
as she sampled a few things from the reception tables. She went over
to sit down and indicated for us to sit with her. Other people kept
coming up and talking to her. Finally, Mother turned to her and said,
“What is it that you want to ask me?” We were both surprised
that she knew, so my friend asked her the question and Mother responded
to both of us. She said, “The most important thing you can do
to win your ascension is to balance your threefold flame.” We
both thanked her and stood up preparing to leave. Mother stood and instead
of taking our hands in a handshake, she embraced each one of us in a
full body embrace.
We left feeling wonderful. I returned to my work at
the Prison and continued with my application for the school district.
My notification of being considered as a finalist came by way of a newspaper
article. All the rumors and gossip were up and active at my workplace
again as well as at my prospective workplace. Then the newspaper reporter
called me and told me they were running another article about my church
and about the shelters members of our community were building. In short,
they wanted to talk about everything except my qualifications for the
position. I begged the reporter not to print this other information
and told them it had nothing to do with my work. I also pleaded that
publishing this before I was selected could jeopardize my ability to
develop good relationships in the district and in the community. He
told me they would be printing it anyway.
I knew this would be worse than the publicity I received
in gaining the prison position. I cried, I prayed and I really did not
think I could survive it again. I even thought about returning to California.
In the early, dark, cold hours of the next morning, I went out quickly
to buy the paper and came back to my room and cried some more. Then,
a calmness came over me and the thought – well, you prayed for
this and you submitted it entirely to God’s Will. Now you are
a finalist and it could happen; you have to play your part and allow
God’s Will to work through you and you can’t do it in California.
The School Board selected me. In the beginning, there
were eight articles or letters to the editor and I was the lead-story
on TV two nights running. A local radio program that did not like the
school board kept referring to me in a very disparaging way as one of
the many mistakes the school board made. I thought about all the negative
publicity Mother had received and about her public trials. I actually
felt honored to stand with her and for her and the ascended masters,
and, once again, the heart-to-heart contacts with good people overcame
a rough beginning.
Thirty-five months later, when I was selected for
the next school district Personnel Director’s position, a similar
scenario outplayed itself but this time, I had good recommendations
from my coworkers at the prison and in the previous school district
Looking back, I can see that when Mother gave me that
full embrace, it prepared me and gave my chakras a boost and a spin!
She had already overcome initiations with the media and God used her
to strengthen me in every way to go through the same test. In each subsequent
trial attempting to smear my professional status with issues of faith,
God triumphed. I enjoyed a rewarding ten-year career in my final position,
as well as opportunities to teach at Montana State University as an
adjunct instructor. I was blessed with wonderful colleagues and developed
friendships that have endured to this day.
Thank you, God! And thank you, Mother, for answering
the call to be God’s Messenger to us all and to set such an example!