Here is an archival recording from 16 Sept. 1965, less than one week after FATHER DIVINE’s Great Sacrifice. In it, an unknown follower or admirer from New York City delivers a recitation about the Great Sacrifice and the potential for Immortality, as well as a poem “Sweet MOTHER DIVINE, Queen of the Angels.” MOTHER preserved in pristine condition the single-copy record album it was pressed on, and followers at Woodmont found it in the days after MOTHER’s Own Transcendence this past March. Approximately 8 minutes long.
I call your attention to the time of the great panic in the South and in all parts of this Country, around 1908 or 1909. Around about that time and right on, some people in the Southern States, women especially, were working earning one dollar a week, having to pay for lodging, and they did not live on the premises. It happened to be that there was a young lady I met, in going through the South and there were many others, but especially this one, that was earning one dollar a week. I said to this young lady as in the same case with many others. “You tell your Madam you can not work for less than two dollars, no way—just start at that.” She told her the next day and she said, “ You know you will get one dollar a week now, and when you work four weeks you will have four dollars,” and she was not even staying on the premises, but was staying with some of her friends and had to walk home. She would not pay her any more, so I said, “All right.” I put this identical lady, and many other young ladies and men and women in Agency work. I Personally did it! That was just before the great move in the South came up, just before the great migration from the South began, and I put this lady to work in Agency work. She began to earn from eight to ten dollars a day. I said, “I will bring you out,” and for many others I did it in the same way.
I remember a man, a healthy, strong, robust man, working for fifteen cents a day—working in the field cutting corn, or pulling fodder, or something like that. “They said he could only earn fifteen cents a day and he worked hard. I said, “Well I will stop you.” As a first step, I got him in more public work, like in a Mill. I placed quite a few of them in the Lumber Mills. They began getting eighty and ninety cents a day. He was a foreman and a good worker, and earned ninety cents a day. They said they would give him ninety-five cents a day—five cents more, as he was a great worker “All right,” I said, ”but tell them to give you more.” They would not give him more, so I put this very man, and many others on the Agency list, and they went out and did work in that same City, and he began to earn from six to eight dollars a day. He did not earn as much as the young ladies, apparently they were better salesmen. However, I had a way there, that no man knew but MYSELF. Through working silently, apparently, and not establishing MYSELF as a Person. I made many, independent from that angle and from that point of view, and great is the Spirit in the midst of you, to accomplish anything that I teach it to do. It is indeed Wonderful!
Monday, March 5, 1934 N.D. 6/26/82
It was published in The New Day from March 29th, 1952.
In Father’s private office of the Circle Mission Church, Home and training school of Pennsylvania.
764-772 Broad Street, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.
Saturday Morning, March 22, 1952 A.D.F.D. at 9:40 a.m.
Mr. Star: Peace, Father dear.
Father: How are you?
Mr. Star: Father, this is brother Star in Oakland, California.
Father: Yes, Mr. Star, how are you?
Mr. Star: I mailed you a letter regarding that airplane trip advertised in The New Day.
Father: Yes, I just see it here in my mail. I haven’t had time to read it yet.
Mr. Star: Father, the company said they got an interview with you and I want to get your approval on it, that you said we could go on with them.
Father: On the airplane trip?
Mr. Star: They said they saw you and had a talk with you. I mailed the telegram to you and we want to get your approval to see if it is correct or not.
Father: No, I haven’t seen them personally.
Mr. Star: Well, we just wanted to find out if you approved of that ad and we wouldn’t want to travel on that plane unless we get your approval. Mr. Willing Heart said for us not to pay any attention to that ad in The New Day because that ad is nothing but a false. So we don’t know what to do, Father, whether we should make reservations with Mr. Willing Heart or with the company in The New Day?
Father: Well, I did not put the ad in.
Mr. Star: I see, Father.
Father: I just saw the ad the same as anybody else and I have not been personally interested in the ad. I haven’t been travelling by plane.
Mr. Star: I see Father dear.
Father: It is up to the individuals, whomsoever wants to travel that way. Of course, it must be authentic since it is in The New Day as a public advertisement.
Mr. Star: I see, Father dear. All right then, we want to co-operate with Mr. Willing Heart.
Father: Say what?
Mr. Star: Is it all right to go with Mr. Willing Heart?
Father: Well, it doesn’t make any difference to me.
Mr. Star: Well, myself, I want to do what you say, Father. I have your spirit, but then I want to know if the Sky Ticket is okay to travel with?
Father: It is up to the individuals to travel in any way they choose – in whatsoever way would be the most reasonable to go – whatsoever they would prefer.
Mr. Star: Yes, Father dear.
Father: I don’t bear record exactly which would be the most reasonable for them.
Mr. Star: I see, Father dear. All right; that is why I called because I wanted to get firsthand information from you, God Almighty. It is not because I am in doubt of myself to fly in the air, on land or anything, but I did not want to go against your spirit or your wishes.
Mr. Star: So that is why, Father dear, I wanted to hear from you.
Father: Well, so long as everybody is in harmony with my mind and spirit and will do the thing that is the most practical and profitable and the most constructive, it would be all right.
Mr. Star: All right, Father dear.
Mr. Star: Peace, Father dear.
Below are a few examples of numerous correspondence addressed to Father Divine personally and also his responses to them. Letters poured from virtually all over the world from people seeking Father’s blessings, advice, support or simply expressing their love for Father Divine and sharing their stories of faith and conviction. Father’s secretarial staff was sure kept busy sorting through all that mail given that he tried to reply to as many of the letters as possible.
Segregation in Florida
Miami Beach Florida
Feb. 24, 1952
Precious Father and Mother dear:
Thank you, dear God Almighty, for your sweet holy beautiful body that we love and adore.
Father dear, the buses started to run again. So, on Thursday you blessed me to go to Fifth Place, Miami. When I got on the bus I sat down, not thinking. The bus driver did not say anything to me until a man got on and said something to him. Then he turned around and said something to him. Then he turned around and said, “You!” I did not know he was talking to me. He said, “I am talking to you! ‘So-and-so’ people are supposed to sit in the back of the bus.”
We thank you Father, for you presence here, for your presence has brought freedom from every angle to the world at large. Father, I told him, and all that were on the bus, “Such as this is the cause of all the disasters in these United States, because they are not united, but divided”. I moved after telling them what I did tell them. Some of the people nodded their heads and said, “You are right.”
The driver did not want me to sit up front. He told me he did not make the laws, that they were state laws. After that, I felt sad and had to thank you to keep me from crying. Father Dear, I am so glad that you are here, dealing in the affairs of men. They will not be able to do as they have done.
Thank you, Father dear, I got to the little mission. Outside, there is a sign, “Father Divine’s Peace Mission” – on the door, “Peace”. We thank you, Father Dear, for the day when “Peace” will not only be on every door, but in every heart all over this world. When I found the address, I was so glad to see the word “Peace”. I met some of the sisters and brothers from Philadelphia. I was glad to see them there and they were glad to see me. I thank you Father. I got the letter you sent here. Thank you, sweet darling savior. for your great love. Thank you, Mother dear. Thank you, Father dear. I love you.