The Great Chain on Urantia (Chapter 9, page 1 of 9)

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Chapter 9

17 December 1949 Brother Cyprios walks the compound…

Another year has come and gone and Jack Will now be nine; tomorrow we will celebrate His birthday, and then, one week, the birthday of Our Lord. How time has flown. How Jack has grown.

He has attained the stature of a man.

It seems so short a time since he arrived, And I was all adither about his hairiness.

In such a state I was that he did not Look altogether normal. I was a wreck.

But time and God took care of that, and Jack Has been a son to me, a son to us.

We watched him grow from hairy little babe To a most engaging lad, an introspective But polite and willing pupil. My pride, The pupil of my eye. But talk of pride…

Dear Jack, I see in you some signs of a growing Intemperance, a hubris of your own. You do not Openly dispute or question anyone, but while Agreeing with your manner and your mouth, You are rethinking and researching your Already private views. At this young age You show a worrisome mental reservation.

Sometimes when you receive, you do not quite Accept an answer, but put it in a holding Place; you file it for evaluation.

And Jack, you are too young to take this attitude.

Perhaps our dearest Jack has not received The one thing that he badly needed, the one thing That we could not give, some younger friends From whose example he could learn a right Humility. But how could we arrange this thing?

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