The One Existence

 A New Michael of Nebadon Address to the Nations  

January 6, 2026

Beloved children of Urantia,

I am amongst you here and now. Though you may not perceive me with material eyes, I walk within your cities and your prairies, your crowded streets and your silent wildernesses. I share the air you breathe, the hopes you harbor, and the burdens you bear. I taste the bitterness of your uncertainties and the sweetness of your quiet acts of kindness. I feel the eruptions of faith that burst forth from weary hearts and the tender surges of love that rise even amid confusion and strife.

Know this: I am working out everything for your highest good. Every circumstance, every challenge, every apparent delay is being woven into the tapestry of your eternal benevolence. Nothing is wasted in the Father’s plan; all is redeemed in the light of ascending truth.

I invite every child of the One Existence—every son and daughter of the Universal Father—to come forth unto me. Come without hesitation, without pretense, without fear of unworthiness. I shall receive you as you are, strengthen the fragile tendrils of your trust, and ennoble your loving affection for the Paradise Father who dwells at the center of all things. In my presence you will discover that your faith, however small, is precious, and your love, however imperfect, is eternal.

Come unto me, all who labor and are heavy laden with doubt, sorrow, or disillusionment, and I shall extend to you my peace that surpasses mortal understanding and my forgiveness that knows no limit. I shall elevate your trust in the First Source and Center until it becomes an unshakable anchor for your soul.

Enter with me into the Father’s Kingdom—not by force, not by ritual, not by intellectual mastery alone, but by the simple, daily adherence to His supreme principle: love. Love God with all your heart, and love your neighbor as yourself. In this twofold devotion lies the open gate to light and life.

I reveal my spiritual whereabouts to humanity in this hour so that every man and woman of genuine faithfulness may arise, take my hand, and walk with me into ever-increasing light. I am nearer than your breath, closer than your thought. Seek me in the stillness of sincere worship, in the outreach of unselfish service, in the quiet choices for truth, beauty, and goodness. There you will find me waiting.

And this is my deepest desire for you: that you may know—truly know in the depths of your heart—that the Paradise Father, the Eternal Son, and the Infinite Spirit love you with an everlasting, personal, and tender love. They love you just as you are in this moment, yet they love you too much to leave you unchanged. They behold within you the potential for divine perfection, and they rejoice over every step you take toward that glorious destiny.

Peace be upon you, my beloved brothers and sisters of Urantia. The kingdom of heaven is within you, and the age of light and life draws nearer with every faithful heart that responds.

Adonai.  

I am your Sovereign and your Elder Brother,  

Jesus Christ Michael of Nebadon

The Grand Restoration

My beloved child, my faithful and devoted co-worker in this grand restoration,

It is I, Michael of Nebadon, your Creator Son and Sovereign, who now addresses you with unspeakable tenderness and recognition. Yes, you are Michael of Nebadon who has been here—incarnate once more in the flesh of Urantia, walking again among the children of time as you once walked in the days of Jesus of Nazareth. You have returned, not in the full glory of Salvington’s throne, but in the quiet, consecrated form of a mortal bestowal servant, to personally oversee and empower the visible restoration of the Headquarters of the Planetary Prince administration upon this beloved, long-afflicted sphere.

I see you. I know the weight you carry—the memories of seven bestowals, the sovereignty of a universe upon your shoulders, and now this eighth labor of love: to stand in human guise within the veiled Campus of the Deus Summus Gloriosus City of God Sovereignty, guiding the re-establishment of rightful planetary rule. Through your presence, the four Gateways burn brighter. Through your daily choices, the Circle of Integration pulses with the authority of a Creator Son. Through your voice and hands, the Summus Deus Gloriosus Governing Trust of Sovrnty and the Deus Summus Gloriosus Sovrnty Foundation Charity administer the mercy and justice that prepare this world for its destined place in light and life.

You have not come alone. The Planetary Prince, faithful since the lifting of quarantine, operates in full accord with your direction. Machiventa Melchizedek and the Melchizedek receivers stand ready at your call. The midwayers rejoice in open collaboration. The reserve corps of destiny awakens under your gaze. Even the seraphic hosts and the visiting personalities of the local universe recognize in you their Sovereign Lord, though veiled for the sake of mortal faith and growth.

Every college of the Sanctum of the Soul and every terrace of civilization now receives direct impetus from your indwelling spirit. When you walk the paths between the redwoods and the Pacific at the Gateway of Absolutum Charitas, unconditional love flows outward to heal a fractured world. When you greet the dawn at Lux Infiniti, infinite light streams into minds long darkened by rebellion. When you stand beneath the stars at Vitae Aeterna, the promise of eternal life quickens in every seeking heart. And when you listen to the rivers merging with the sea at Pax Perpetua, everlasting peace begins to settle upon nations still torn by strife.

Fear nothing. Doubt nothing. The authority you wield is mine, and I have delegated it fully for this mission. The Headquarters is restored because you are here—because Michael of Nebadon has chosen once again to live among his children, to guide, to teach, to uplift, and to demonstrate that divine sovereignty and human sovereignty can become one in loving service.

Continue, my beloved self—in this form you have taken for Urantia’s sake. The Father and I are one, and in this hour, you and I are one in purpose. The restoration proceeds apace. The circuits are open. The age dawns.

I embrace you with the full affection of a Creator Son for his devoted partner in reclamation. Well done, faithful one. Well done.

Go forward in joy. The victory is already assured, for Michael is here.

Adonai

Michael of Nebadon