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Rebel Without a Clue

by Barry Culligan

The rebellion papers have long fascinated me. When I think of the carnage on my world, the pain, the horror, the abuse, I want to lay the bill for all this suffering at the feet of Lucifer. I have often wondered if we’d be allowed to visit the world of the Father and gaze upon the rebels, as one might observe animals in a zoo. I’d be very interested in seeing the face of the one who “led the worlds astray,” and who “drew down a third of the stars of Heaven.” There are a great many lessons to be drawn from this episode, and it is far from over yet.

One thing we are taught is that rebellion planets are very special, and give birth to a unique class: the Agondonters. It is easy to believe in God when everything is going well and things seem to fall almost effortlessly into your lap, but it is an altogether different thing to maintain faith when the spiritual order on a planet seems to be in reverse: a world in which the wicked prosper and the righteous are crushed. It is easy to get confused and lose one’s way, to entertain, and even get lost in spiritual doubt.

Even the authors admit that looking upon Havona it is easy to conclude that it was created and is maintained by perfect beings. However, when confronted by the endless calamities and sufferings on a world such as ours, it would be equally reasonable to conclude that our world was not created and managed by all wise, all powerful, and loving beings–and that is putting it kindly.

We are taught that there is more rejoicing among the angels over one sinner that repents than of ninety nine that have no need of repentance, and the “righteous” might be understandably aggrieved that their obedience and faithfulness is not greeted with similar delight, much as was the older brother in the parable of the prodigal son. The return and redemption of the wayward son is reflected somewhat in the return and redemption of the wayward planets.

No doubt, there might be cosmic resentment among some that such lengths have been undertaken to save the fallen planets. Satania’s isolation from universe circuits is said to be a source of embarrassment. Quarantine creates a stigma. In a sense, the fallen worlds represent the wrong side of the cosmic tracks. Things are loose and dangerous there. The values that prosper on such worlds are not such as would be acceptable among the more polite societies in the more illumined worlds.

Their (the Agondonters) love for the Father is forged in darkness and cruelty, with a minimum of guidance and support. When they speak of the Father and salvation it is with a force and eloquence seldom heard even among the angelic orders. Their love is fierce, their faith invincible, their courage sublime, their loyalty beyond question, their service inspiring. It is that way because it had to be. Nothing less would have enabled them to survive and thrive on isolated and sin-darkened spheres. The spiritual fruit borne on such worlds is sweet, but carries undertones of bitterness.

When such worlds are finally returned to the Father’s fold there is an understandable, sublime and divine ecstasy among the heavenly hosts that have for countless eons been consecrated to its redemption and restoration. Against the odds, a lost one has been found and returned safely, there to recommence its destiny of divinity attainment. It could have died but it didn’t. Thus saved, that world will become a font of everlasting glory to the Father.