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.
It is likely that when you insist on when and how a certain miracle is to appear, you may prevent the flow of the miracle. There is something called trying too hard. Miracles grow like flowers. Flowers and miracles grow on their own.
Remember that guilt is not a high vibration. It is not honorable to feel guilt. It hurts your heart that some go hungry while you waste food. There is a tug here, and yet it is incumbent upon you to digest the food you eat. You do not help another when your stomach is heavy with indigestion or your heart is heavy with guilt. Guilt is itself a kind of indigestion.
The world is going to appear in its true colors very soon. Its true
colors are bright and clear. No longer will the world house less than
Truth. The world will show its refined colors of Truth, clarity, and
good will. You are really going to live in the world that has always
been dreamed of, that you have always dreamed of. Beloveds, by your
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 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.
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?
This thing about love is that it is your destiny. It is your choice of destiny, yet, when you see through clear eyes, you have no choice. You know the difference between a nickel and a dime, so what can you do but choose the dime? You know what love is worth, and it is worth everything. There is nothing that compares to love. Nothing in High Heaven and nothing on Earth. Love is all there is, and love is mighty, not as a fortress but as a gateway.
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.