The force of love is a power to be reckoned with. Love is a power. It is a power for good. Who would want less than a power for good? Who would want to keep all the odds and ends of life that you may have kept to pour over and perhaps collect more of?
Beloved, you think of another long ago friend of yours from many long years ago. Your heart aches to talk to once more to this friend. You have no way of knowing if this long ago friend is still alive.
Have I given you too many things to do or not to do? Of course, all
guidance I give boils down to love, so, in actually, there is only one
thing I ask of you, and that is to love yourself. You cannot love
others more than you love yourself. I speak of loving and not
attachment, beloveds. I speak of loving yourself and not holding
yourself for ransom, as it were.
Do you think I take everything so seriously as you do? Do you think I take anything so seriously as you do? Do you think I am daunted by emotions and disappointments? Do you think I am daunted by death of the body? Do you think that if I spill milk, I cry?
If I am not daunted by spilt milk, must you be?
Today have the thought: "God has a sense of humor, and so do I."
When your heart feels strained, let your heart rest itself for a while. Leave it alone. Your heart can wait for an answer to come. Your heart does not have to solve everything. It certainly does not have to solve whatever is going on right now. The fact is, beloveds, that everything is already solved. If you can leave the revolutions of the Earth to Me, can you not leave your difficulties to Me as well?
Do you really think there is anyone I love more than you? If you think so, then you are also saying that I am capable of loving more and loving less. I cannot love less. I have one child, and I love My child. You see many children, and you categorize them, put them in piles, and put yourself in a pile by yourself, and perhaps feel forlorn or perhaps feel haughty. Beloveds, I can only love with all the love I have. I do not discriminate. Not at all. How could I? How could I possibly denounce one child of Mine. If the world?s perception were correct, and it were so that I have billions and trillions of offspring, which one child could I love less, and which one could I love more? I love. It is as simple as that. I love. I love this one, and I love that one. I love you.
Beloved, why are you delving into love when love is a given? To receive or to give love are not so different as you may think. Love is not a contest. It is a not a test. You are love on Earth or in Heaven. Love is your expressed DNA.
I don’t tell you anything new when I say that into each life some rain doth fall. You already know this well. Sometimes you don’t believe it, for instance, that even saints have days that seem unfair. There seems to be random pain.
Beloved, you are here on Earth in order for the world to blossom. You desire freedom, and you and I exist as One to make a mark in life and to discover the life considered yours and to gaze upon all life and love in the Universe by Divine Right.