As the first wave of contractions hit the womb Pre-born Spirit Beverley occupied, the pre-born balked again. Not wanting to leave the sanctuary of Heaven in the first place, she was miserable. She loathed the idea of her Earthbound assignment.
She didn’t want to be born into the Earth! She definitely didn’t want to be in this womb thing. Although warm and secure, it was also dark and frightening, water sloshing around. Adding to that, she also experienced many weird noises, scary weird noises seemingly coming from outside the vessel housing her.
As time went on and she prepared for her assignment as a human infant, Beverley grew more and more hostile concerning the transformation overtaking her. Once she was placed in the womb inside that thing called a body, she started growing things, things she didn’t want.
She never realized it would be like this! Beverley recalled the visit she had made with the other pre-borns to Adam and Eve when God first assigned them to Earth. They were whole. They didn’t have to spend any time in a dark chamber to form before being born on the Earth. She wanted a creation moment like that!
Not to mention the fact that she would forget everything she had known since she was created. It was so unfair that Adam and Eve were allowed to remember everything from creation even after they were created on the Earth as humans!
But she and the other pre-borns would forget everything they had been taught and instructed in because they would be in the body of a … baby!
In actuality, she detested those tiny, squirming, nasty little things. She had seen many of those things during the field trip to Earth. So unnatural! And she did not want to become one of them, not in that way. Where was the high adventure? She was determined to talk to God about this!
Pre-born Beverley grew tired of the noises surrounding her in this tank called a womb. The water sloshed; the woman’s heart beat like a drum; everything on the outside of this vessel magnified in sound as she grew. And what was that awful swill the woman ingested all the time? Was that the food God had created for humans to eat on the Earth? Yuck! She wanted to go back to Heaven and indulge on the delicacies of angels! She didn’t like it in this place.
There were other changes going on that Beverley detested. She was accustomed to talking with Almighty God and the angels spirit-to-spirit. In the tomb … err, womb, she was cut off from that. Now all conversations were mind-to-mind.
She couldn’t see anything since she was inside this body-thing, she lamented. Her physical eyes hadn’t completely formed yet. Even if they were formed, she couldn’t see anything inside this dark, dank womb. She had discovered in pre-Earth class that, even after she was born, as an infant she wouldn’t be able to really see until she was about four months old or so!
Accustomed to hearing whatever she desired in the Heavenly-realm, now her hearing consisted of sensing vibrations inside her soon-to-be Earth-mother’s womb. And she didn’t like any of what she heard! Pre-born Beverley was thoroughly disgusted!
Never having to experience limitations in the Eternal Heavens, Beverley now found herself limited to being a body confined inside another body without a voice. The rules had changed. Now, the only way she could let her Earth-mother know how she felt was by causing her body-thing to move about, something she learned to do quickly and well. Beverley made sure she did plenty of moving around just so it was known she was not satisfied with her new position. She didn’t appreciate any of this experience!
Pre-born Beverley had looked forward to a high adventure. And look where she was! What a cruel joke, this human thing! She wanted out!
As another contraction hit her Earth-mother’s body, she rocked inside that hideous place, the womb. (Tomb!) The sloshing water drove her bonkers. She couldn’t stand it any longer! She knew it was her time to make an entrance on the Earth but refused to go.
“Caldor! Get me out of here!” she mind-screamed indignantly to her Earthbound Angel, “I am not going out there!”
Pre-born Beverley rebelled in her spirit while trying to grasp the slippery inner walls of the birth chamber with hands she didn’t quite know how to use yet.
“That place out there is in turmoil. You said so yourself! Why? Why do I have to go and live with this woman as one of them?” Beverley emphasized the word as she mind-shrieked in frustration. She knew her assignment. She just didn’t want any part of it.
She and all the other pre-borns had taken class after class about Earth and humanities and other things they needed while on the Earth. When the pre-borns went on Earth-trips, they were given the opportunity to see what humans looked like and how they functioned before it was their turn to do the same.
Beverley wanted no part of any of it. Once she discovered the type of family she was being assigned to, the matter was clenched for her. From the moment of her Earth-trip to see the man and woman who would be her Earth-parents, Beverley stubbornly refused to accept her assignment.
“A poor Negro family? That’s where I’m going? Why? Why me? Why do I have to be born into this family? There are gazillions of other families and you’re releasing me to this family? They aren’t even married to each other! They’re … what’s the word Jesus used? Adulterers! Does God know about this? I bet Abba didn’t tell you to do this to me,” ranted Pre-born Beverley during the class season on human insight.
Each of the pre-borns was taken to his or her designated family and human stations and allowed to observe their assigned families. She sulked during the remainder of the class and made it known that she thought it unfair. She made sure everyone knew she was not pleased to do what she was being asked to do.
“I want to speak with Abba about this,” she demanded in a tearful voice. “I know a switch can be made. Some other pre-born can go and be this family’s baby,” she begged sulkily, hoping Caldor would have sympathy for her.
“Beverley, you know that is not possible,” Caldor explained, trying to reason with her. “You know the Creator has designated each of you for a particular task. Once the assignment is given, there is no turning back.”
Pre-born Spirit Beverley shimmered in the atmosphere as she worked up the tears growing inside her. She didn’t want to go on this assignment. Why would Abba want her to be placed with these poor people? Besides, they weren’t even married! At least not to each other! She just didn’t understand.
“Angel Caldor,” she said respectfully, tears flowing down her shimmering cheeks. “May I please have an audience with Almighty God? Please?” she asked emphatically. Beverley hoped she could change His mind and decision concerning her assignment. She had to try. She really didn’t want to go on this assignment. She wanted to understand—she needed to understand.
She was in good company. Many pre-borns didn’t understand the choices their Creator made for them as He created them. Many of them didn’t like the choices but had no choice in the matter. This was their God-given destiny and purpose.
Almighty God had purposed each and every individual pre-born and the things they would go into in His heart. However, the pre-borns had to understand their place in the Lord.
Angel Caldor manifested in the throne room of the Most High to request an audience for the agitated Pre-born Beverley. Before he could utter a word, God answered the question.
“Caldor, send in the little one. It is time for her to be born into the Earth. There is no time to spare,” commanded the booming voice of Almighty God.
Caldor humbly retreated from the presence of the Lord. Instantly, Pre-born Spirit Beverley appeared before the Throne of Grace to hear the answers to the questions she had concerning why she was destined to go into the Earth-realm.