Study these two photographs, I took the photos, but I did not make the original one of Master Fard Muhammad, God Himself. I took it for others who study my articles.
I was living and doing my assignment from Phoenix, Arizona. The Honorable Minister Louis Farrakhan was doing his assignment from New York City. Both works came from the Honorable Elijah Muhammad, who met the Supreme Being, Master Fard Muhammad.
On the cover of the book titled Is It Possible That The Honorable Elijah Muhammad Is Still Physically Alive??? I’m asking you to study the coloring.
Allah willing, I will tell the public my reason for asking you to study it.
In the book you can read this: “ … in September of 1977, I met with … Jabril Muhammad. He gave me a book that he had written on the life of Jesus and its relevance to our struggle.
“After reading that book I returned to my faith and belief in Master Fard Muhammad and the Honorable Elijah Muhammad and was further convinced that I had to go to work to rebuild the work of the Honorable Elijah Muhammad.
“On the first day of our meeting, [Author’s note: September 1977] and before I read his book, I was telling Brother Jabril of my reaction to watching the funeral cortege of Dr. Martin Luther King.
“As I watched the funeral cortege on TV, tears welled up in my eyes, as I pondered why great men are not given their due or recognition while they are alive.
“I told Brother Jabril that I later brought this question up with the Honorable Elijah Muhammad. He said that when death comes to a person it puts a period to their life and work. Only then can we assess their life and works.
“In the course of these remarks, containing the insights given to me by the Honorable Elijah Muhammad, I referred to him as dead.
“When I mentioned Elijah Muhammad as dead, Brother Jabril said softly, ‘No Brother, he is not dead.’
“In my mind I said ‘Oh, this poor Brother loves him so much that he can’t bear the thought that Elijah Muhammad is gone.’ So I looked at him and said, ‘Well, whether he’s dead or not, he’s certainly not here and so the work of rebuilding is on us.’ He agreed. And there was no further discussion of that subject at that time.”
Before going further with Minister Farrakhan’s words, here is why I mentioned my conviction about the state of being of the Honorable Elijah Muhammad, as I did, and when I did, to my dear Brother, the Honorable Minister Louis Farrakhan.
First, I knew he was not going to accept that observation at that time. At this point in our meeting he did not know my real purpose for visiting him.
(I intend to write what happened before I saw him, Allah willing.)
Next, I was positive that he would come to see that the Honorable Elijah Muhammad was alive at some point, for this was written of him. I knew something of his future. It was written.
Again, he did not know what was in that brown paper bag, which, at a certain point at the end of 1974, Allah made me to know I had written it for him.
He knew nothing, from my perspective, of what led to our meeting in Hollywood, on the 12th floor, in that hotel room on that fateful day in September 1977. This was exactly as it should have been.
It is beyond the scope of this writing to get into how I came to know when it was the time for him to arise and to raise an entire nation and then some.
The main thing was that it was the time for him to make the first major step. I knew that the Honorable Elijah Muhammad was now about to return to the people through Minister Farrakhan.
We have a picture of this in the Bible where Jesus guided Paul from where he was—at the right hand of God—in heaven.
Likewise the Honorable Elijah Muhammad guided Minister Farrakhan from where he was.
He did say: “Well, whether he’s dead or not, he’s certainly not here and so the work of rebuilding is on us.” I smiled. He then raised a question about how I thought this work ought to begin. That was it! It was these two sets of words I was waiting for.
I stood up and respectfully said that I would not have anything more to say until he read the book I had brought for him. I extended my hand to shake his, as he smiled that beautiful smile of his, and as we shook hands he said: “All right.”
I left him and then I saw him a few times over the next few days. On the third day he arose. The rest, as it is said, “Is history.”
What about those of us, who claim to be Muslims, who feel the need to slander or commit libel to advance our positions? Are they any better than those whom they condemned?
Among the writers whom I am referring to, are those who write books/articles and speak on the Nation of Islam, who call themselves Muslims.
I only went to the 12th grade. I will explain myself later, Allah willing.
More next issue, Allah willing.