Awake with God

God said:

When you have a hard time sleeping, think of Me. Instead of counting sheep, think of Me. If you cannot sleep, stay awake with Me. Tarry with Me a while. It will not be idle the time you spend with Me.

It is better to spend the time with Me than to grumble about not being able to sleep! There are worse things that could be happening than being awake with Me.

Maybe I want your company. Do you mind? And don’t worry about tomorrow. You can be alert tomorrow if only you will think so. Go to sleep earlier, and maybe it will be easier for you to fall asleep.

Your sleep last night is not the most important thing in the world. It is not crucial to your existence.

What is the most important thing in the world? You are right, it is love. When you cannot sleep, love that you are awake. Love sleep when it comes, and love wakefulness when sleep doesn’t come. What if you would just love wanting to sleep? What if you would just love yawning and rubbing your eyes?

It is good rest for you when you do not resist being awake. How easy is life when you say: “Okay, life, be as you are. I will go along with you without fuss today. This is how you want it, then that’s how it will be.”

It is certain that sleep will come by and by. Sometimes you have been sleepy and desirous of staying awake!

Sleep comes and goes as it wills, and life comes and goes in its own fashion. Life is not like an army of soldiers who polishes its boots every day on schedule. Life seems to have its own schedule, and you do not always have a say about it. Give life some leeway. Let what is be okay. Do not become a martinet with life.

Paper, scissors, stones. You are not the absolute assigner of that which you get. You are the assigner of what you do with what you get.

Insomnia is a good wall you come up against. It brings out treasures from you that you didn’t know you had. Life will make you patient. In life, you are the stone that the ocean smooths. The ocean smooths the stone’s rough edges. The stone cannot run away from the ocean and its persistence. Smoothing is a way of life for life, as it holds you in its embrace.

You are life’s shining example. You are paper, and you are scissors as well. You cut yourself and call it life. As paper, you get pushed and pulled by the ocean, and you may get torn here and there, and still you are not torn apart. Still you are paper, or scissors, or stone. And you are life too. And you are the light of life.

Tonight you will sleep well, and the next morning you will wake well. Whatever landslide of life you find yourself in, you will get up from it and keep going. Do not always persist in having your way, and yet persist in life. You are meant to persist in life. You are meant to keep going forward.

Let bygones be bygones. Today is a new day, and tomorrow will be another one, delivered to you with a clean slate, a clean slate if you don’t accrue your protests. Choose to let life come to you as it comes to you. You are a recipient of life and not a martyr to its cause. Bless life, and blessed will you be.

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In life, you are the stone

In life, you are the stone that the ocean smoothes. The ocean smoothes the stone’s rough edges. The stone cannot run away from the ocean and its persistence. Smoothing is a way of life for life, as it holds you in its embrace.

Someone said that when you wake up at the same time each night, it is God calling you. we might as well sit up and say: "Beloved Father, here I am. I am ready to listen to You !"

much love to all
Berit

thank of your advice

dear God havenley father,
thank of your advice, yes must of the night,
i can not sleep spesialey of passing day the give caus
of anything negative, and always noice in mymind,
spesialey am going to sleep, in the night, my mind
it so noice, and i say to my self today was hapeind
nigative, and i dont want to think what hapeind tomorow,
ensted my thought to think nigative,
i put my tought to you, because i know you can calm me,
thank you dear God your advice,

AWAKE WITH GOD

DEAREST MAESTRO, GOD-OF-LOVE-DIVINE, GOD OF PEACE AND EQUANIMITY

I do Love what YOU say here. "if you can's sleep, be grateful to be awake with THEE! !!! " Yes, that's a lovely thought. i con't need
to let complaints accumulate about not sleeping. For Thou are with me whether I am asleep or awake. I REALLY LOVE THIS NEXT LINE - -

"When you can's sleep, be delighted you're awake. Awake with God !!" SO I AM Awake with God, and all IS BOUND TO BE WELL !!

I WANT TO REMEMBER THIS THOUGHT: I AM A RECEIVER OF LIFE - AND NOT A MARTYR TO ItS CAUSE. I BLESS YOU

MY GOD, AND I WILL THINK HOW SWEET TO BLESS ALL LIFE, AND BLESSED WILL I BE!

Good morning God

Woke up 5 Dark turn. Good morning God, Read heaven Letter I saved for morning Thank God for thr stars and await daylight and look what else God gave me. Like fresh air, yesterday a beautiful Rainbow. Oh yes, I love live. Thank you my dear God . Love to ALL . Jack

"Let bygones be bygones."

"Let bygones be bygones." can not be better explained, because tomorrow I will land in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. Landing itself, I value it. *Smoothing is a way of life for life, as it holds you in its embrace. I am so rich with this HL again.

When you cannot sleep, love

When you cannot sleep, love that you are awake. Love sleep when it comes, and love wakefulness when sleep doesn’t come. What if you would just love wanting to sleep? What if you would just love yawning and rubbing your eyes?

Is love some sort of gloss making unwanted things look attractive, is it some frosting to make unpleasant things more palatable? In short, is it a means to an end? Or does love really transmute everything into golden light and reveal that all is well?

Insomnia is not the good wall I come up against but there are other walls, of course, and certainly as good. When I feel a wall is denying me something I want, isn't it natural that I don't love it? It used to feel quite natural. I'm not so sure any more. As is becoming apparent, it's not possible for anything to be wrong when I love. It's just not possible. Better is possible even in love. Wrong is not. Wrong does not exist when I love.

So far so good, but how to love when I simply don't? This has been the conundrum of my life. Now it seems I have been allowing Heavenletters to talk me into it. And into love, I find, is into myself. It's the same. Unlovable things are beginning to become lovable. It's not virtuous to love them, it simply feels so much better. I'm sure there will be more challenges, perhaps many more, until the stone is smooth and love can be called unconditional. The good news is that it snowballs. The more you love, the more you want to love.

And then there is this innocent little sentence: You can be alert tomorrow if only you will think so. What can make me think so? Certainly not my thinking, or all my problems would be solved by now. What I suspect is that, to the degree we love, and love ourselves, we grant ourselves what we want. It is given anyway as Heavenletters say, but the withholding and the granting are ours.