God's Wondrousness

Heavenletter #410 Published on: December 7, 2001
God said:

You are amazed at My wondrousness, aren't you?

You are amazed that I am, and that I speak, and that I speak to you.

Be equally amazed that you are, that you speak, and that you speak to Me.

Be amazed at what I have created, for I am the Creator of you.

You are an amazing being.

You are no less than the stars and the sun and the moon. You are My magnificent creation. You are Myself elongated to the world. You are My arms stretched out to cover the universe. You are My speech personified. The Human being is a language of Mine. You are the utterance of My voice. You are the dance of My hands. You are the waft of My breath. You are My sight on earth. You are My delight.

You are the sparkles from the wand of My love. You are the starlight alit to earth. You are the star of My heart.

You are My beloved.

What do you seek?

Be not diverted from what you seek.

Your heart does not seek diversion.

It seeks Reality.

Your heart is Homeward bound.

It is not that you want one thing at a time. You want everything all at once, for you know that eternity and universality exist, and that they are yours. Deep down, you know that you are the whole. You know you are not a shard of life but the entire wholeness of it. It is not that a portion of the universe is yours. It is all yours. You are not sectioned off. There are no reserved seats. It is all for you. All of My creation is for you. Think of that. All that was created before you was created for you. But there was no before you. You created the created with Me. You were present at its inception. You are its inception.

You are My great miracle.

I created, and I saw it was beautiful.

Why don't you see as I do? Why do you see differently? Who taught you to see less than I do? Why do you not see for yourself? I offer you My eyes to see with.

Sometimes you remind Me of the child who wants a big piece of cake but reservedly, politely, accepts only a small one. From some sense of what do My children do that? Whom is the universe for if not for you? Why was it created? What was it meant to do?

You are not an interloper on earth. You are a named visitor. You were expected. You are an honored guest. You came at My behest. You came willingly. Do not balk now.

There is a huge buffet table of life. You walk around the table, and the table revolves and offers you its many delights. So much to choose from. Taste all.

Do not be a withholder of life. Do not hold your hand back. Reach out, palm up or palm down, it doesn't matter. The form doesn't matter. The reaching out does. Reach out to the universe that houses you.

You are My guest on earth. I invited you, and you accepted. You are My counterpart on earth, for I invited Myself to the feast. I am the Feast, and I am the Server of it, and I am all the Guests. There is not one of you that I am not. You are all One with Me. You are My Oneness on earth.

You speak for Me. You move for Me. You are the seeder of My love on earth. You are not the grabber of it. You who have all have nothing to grab. You have only to give. Give yourself Me. Give Me you. Know that We are One huge united Self on earth and in Heaven, and We are here for the joy of it.

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the child who wants a big piece of cake

On August 8th, 2008 Jochen (not verified) says:

This is the Heavenletter that was "randomly" generated for me today (personally, I believe the thing is loaded and always knows exactly what I need, or unwittingly yearn, to hear).

It speaks of amazement, and isn't this amazing:

All that was created before you was created for you. But there was no before you. You created the created with Me. You were present at its inception. You are its inception.

Something tells me this is so, but I also know I'm not really seeing it yet. I try to understand the words you are not a shard of life, knowing I still very much feel that way.

And these are the words that for some reason touched me most deeply:

Sometimes you remind Me of the child who wants a big piece of cake but reservedly, politely, accepts only a small one. From some sense of what do My children do that?

Indeed, dear God, what?
I read the previous Heavenletter, The Glance You Give the World, and found at least part of the answer there: fear. Fear makes you tiptoe. But please dont think it's a Heavenletter on fear. It's on joy, really, but explaining how fear, that last chapter of prehistory, can veil the joy we truly are. I still don't know what to do with Be done with it when it comes to fear. But God, and friends, keep reminding me that it's not my responsibility as individual Jochen to resolve anything. I'll just try not to interfere.

Returning to this present Heavenletter, it sounds reasonable when it says, You came willingly. Do not balk now. If it's true that I came willingly, there has to be the confidence somewhere that this is also true: Your heart is Homeward bound.

Oh, Jochen, how you can

On August 9th, 2008 Gloria Wen... says:

Oh, Jochen, how you can write, and how you speak for all of us.

Jochen

On March 31st, 2009 Jim Keller says:

This HL is so beautiful. It was also my random generated HL and few moments ago...Love and blessings, Jim & Jimi

As if in another epoch, this

On July 20th, 2009 Jochen (not verified) says:

As if in another epoch, this Heavenletter turns up again, somehow very familiar but also strangely new as if something invisible had crystallized in the meantime – like in those pictures where a face is hidden in the foliage of a tree. The same picture, but once you recognized the face, it looks quite diffrerent.


You want everything all at once, for you know that eternity and universality exist, and that they are yours. Deep down, you know that you are the whole. You know you are not a shard of life but the entire wholeness of it. It is not that a portion of the universe is yours. It is all yours.

It's not that this is understood better now than it was a year ago. But it has come closer somehow, very quietly. Furthermore, this Heavenletter and the next several ones appear somehow connected, conveying a message I would really like to hear more clearly.

What is this message,

On July 20th, 2009 Gloria Wen... says:

What is this message, beloved Jochen, that you would really like to hear more clearly?

Thank you for asking, dear

On July 21st, 2009 Jochen (not verified) says:

Thank you for asking, dear loving and caring sister. I'm torn sometimes when what I would have to say might get very personal and probably too long or, worse, might be incompatible with the guidelines (i.g.) and therefore not mentionable. So, often I prefer to keep quiet. I might have in this case.

The "message", I believe, is in what I posted on your blog from Heaven #412, Come Back:

My eyes look into yours with such love that you feel overwhelmed. There is such instant recognition of My light that you are taken aback. Awareness of Me is such ecstasy that you back away in disbelief or disavowal. You tremble before Me.

Interestingly, I found the word "ecstasy" again in Heaven #2103, Greatness Will Serve Greatness which the Generator gave me yesterday:

If you are missing anything in life, dear ones, you are missing the almost unendurable ecstasy of giving yourself away to the Universe and finding that it gives back to you great recognition of all that you are.

Now if, like myself, you were exposed to more violence than you had a chance to come to terms with then, there are all kinds of possible short-term and long-term responses, one of them being that, in a very vague and disconcerting way, you always feel close to that ecstasy, almost stalked by it, while on the other hand you are totally sure you'll never reach it because you were taught you are all kinds of i.g. things, and you bought it! How could you give away i.g. things to the Universe? You simply don't do that! In short, you feel unworthy even after God has told you a hundred times you are not.

To make things much worse, you read about "blessing" in Heaven #414, Whom to Bless, and find yourself absolutely terrified at the recognition of the amazing depth of your hatred and rage and your utter helplessness to bless what you hate most in people. And that Heavenletter goes on to say: If it is hard, the more it must be done. So you think, "Okay, that means I'm done for, I knew it anyway."

Until He says Ask Me to help you, and I will, and you feel once again that perhaps, just perhaps, you are not alone, you don't have to be able to do it alone (one of the core feelings of my life), maybe you don't have to be able to do anything at all. For there is one thing you do know: God will never say "No way", or He is not God. That's the one sure thing in all the worlds and beyond.

So then you come to Heaven #415, Come Here and all the beautiful and soothing things I have posted there in a separate list. And that is when you tell yourself (once again): "Even if I can't do any of those wonderful and magnificent things a God seeker is supposed to do, even if I don't really have the aspirations a God seeker is supposed to have, it must be that I'm still a child of God and that the path is wide open for me too."

And, of course, there is Hearts and Souls, today's wonderful Heavenletter #3161, with all its soothing and even amusing statements, like Yes, of course, grow. Grow higher. This happens naturally. You don’t have to work at it so much. You don’t have to whip yourself into a lather of improvement.

So what is the message I would like to hear more clearly? I am speaking about mad mood swings, about absolute panic, about ego shrieking so piercingly there is no way for you to think one clear thought of your own. I'm asking, When nothing holds, what does hold? The almost diappointingly simple answer is to first somehow weather that state and then get away from yourself as soon as possible – again and again and again. You may not "make it" in this life, or ego may kill you in its deep fear of freedom and ecstasy. But being rid of your nagging ego for a moment, forgetting yourself, not thinking anything if you can manage, is close to the ecstasy of Union. You sometimes hear me scoff at "doing", but what my wanting to hear more clearly comes down to is: "Dear God, don't You know something I can do in moments when everything gets lost, You, me, the sky, the trees and every last vestige of reason?"