Greetings from the God of Love

God said:

A little buttercup holds all the love in the Universe. Size has nothing to do with the container of love. All My love is safely harbored within each of you. Your having My entire love has nothing to do with the honor of the world. You have all of My love irrevocably. No one has a say over it. You have My love, and that's all there is to it. No one has any say over My love for you, given to you, housed by you.

The love of Mine you have is between you and Me. It is yours, and it is Mine. It is Ours.

There is a big pot of My love in each heart. All of My love is contained in every container.

A buttercup does not have the words or vocabulary of love whatsoever, yet a buttercup lives the love it is filled with. A buttercup grasps love very well. A buttercup is a constant receiver and giver of love without a thought about it. A buttercup knows the sun when she sees it. A simple buttercup leans to the sun. For a buttercup, there is no question about love and the sun. There is no decision to be made. From the beginning as a seed, a buttercup knows the gift of love and basks in it. A buttercup knows that she is the golden sun she thrives on.

Gloria had no idea that she would be writing down even the word buttercup, yet what can she do but write down what she hears in these special moments she takes dictation from Me?

Heavenletters take their own course. They are not predicted. There is no expectation. There are no rules of what they have to be or must not be. Anything goes. No limitation, beloveds.

This is how to live life. No limitation, no judgment. This is innocence, beloveds.

At the same time, I am a predictable God in that you can know I love without degrees or centimeters of love. I love. I simply love. Yet what My love will look like, what form it will take, what stories I am going to tell, what express direction I take, you do not know ahead of time. That I love you can know with certainty.

That you will accept My love is not always certain. I am certain that you have My love, for I gave it to you for keeps.

Life is uncertain. My love is utterly certain. Anything goes in life, yet My love is staunch.

No one has to believe in My love in order to have it. You already have it. What you believe and what you don't believe have their value, yet, at the same time, your beliefs are beside the point.

The point is you are loved by the Greatest Lover of All. Therefore, the possibility for you to trust exists. Love and trust form a certain partnership.

Every buttercup and I have full confidence in each other. There is no big to-do. The buttercup trusts in the sun, and the buttercup trusts in the rain. And when the buttercup wilts, it trusts still. Buttercups are singularly one-pointed. They serve to the fullest. They are what they are, and they know who they are and Who placed them in that little spot on Earth on which they thrive.

May you take a leaf from the book of a buttercup and look up at the sun and always know that, even in the rain, you are unfailingly homeward bound and unfailing bound to be greeted by the God of Love Who loves all and has a way of loving you in particular.

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The love of Mine you have is

The love of Mine you have is between you and Me. It is yours, and it is Mine. It is Ours.

sooooooo beautiful !
much much love to all !

no rules

"Heavenletters take their own course. They are not predicted. There is no expectation. There are no rules of what they have to be or must not be. Anything goes. No limitation, beloveds.
 
"This is how to live life. No limitation, no judgment. This is innocence, beloveds."

 
 
Then what about all the traditions and systems of knowledge that define rules of what things have to be or must not be, what about science, philosophy, theology, anthropology, economics and so forth? Why do apples always seem to drop down instead of up? If there are no rules, if anything goes, there must be strong forces involved that keep things in place for me.

My beliefs. How powerful they are, making water flow downward always, tolerating not a single exception. The orderliness of my world is the exact measure of how much I trust, how much love I allow. Can't be very much. Wherever I look – rules, rules, rules.

But Your words of innocence are so enticing, dear Author of Heavenletters. I would not be surprised to find You capable of even the biggest feat of all: getting me out of this straightjacket of rules and beliefs that has become something like a second skin, almost feeling natural.

To be or not to be, it turns out, is not an intriguing question any more. Rules or love is. Beliefs or boundlessness is. Safety or innocence is. Now love has been chosen, and this mind is still full of rules and safety is still clung to. It does feel a little stupid, but let's assume it's also love ... somehow.

It is just so WONDERFUL!

Just last evening as I was walking out in the backyard to check a chicken cooking on the grill I noticed one single BUTTERCUP flower amongst all the green grass. For a short time I was just startled and amazed at the intense golden yellow color of this single flower...I thought, "Wow this guy is really BEING a buttercup and just so beautifully". And now, today, this message...does it get anymore magical? What can one human being express?
Namaste,
Nancy

MY HEART CONTINUALLY OUT-POURS RAYS OF LOVE, HEALING, WHITE LIGHT, HAPPINESS AND BLESSINGS TO ALL MANKIND AND CREATION

GREETING FROM THE GOD OF LOVE

DEAREST MAESTRO, GOD OF LOVE AND WHO LOVES ME AND ALL CREATION,

NOW, THIS TRULY IS ONE OF MY FAVORITE GODLETTERS!! I ADORE THE IDEA OF
BUTTERCUPS LOOKING TO THE SUN AND WITHOUT A DOUBT KNOWING THAT IT IS
THE VERY SUN THAT GIVES IT LIFE AND SO THE BUTTERCUP HOLDS ALL THE LOVE
IN THE UNIVERSE.!!! THAT'S SUCH A POEM IN ITSELF, THAT IDEA!!

AND I DO BLESS GLORIA FOR HER LOVING PART IN IMPARTING THIS TO ALL OF US
WHO COME TO READ THESE LETTERS EVERY DAY. SHE'S A VERY SWEET BUTTERCUP.

TODAY I AM TAKING A PAGE FROM THE BOOK OF BUTTERCUPS AND I WILL LOOK AT
THE SUN AND KNOW THAT, LIKE THAT FLOWER, MY TRUST IS INFINITE IN KNOWING
THAT I AM HOMEWARD BOUND, I SHALL SAY TO MYSELF AS THOMAS WOLF SAID
IN HIS BOOK TITLE "LOOK HOMEWARD, ANGEL" LOOK AND TRUST WITH ALL YOUR
HEART!!!

Good heavens! Gloria is God's secretary!

Can you imagine the sounds He makes in her heart that says "buttercup?"
Does He demand shorthand, longhand, or type-hand?
None of those, He uses love-hand so we can understand His Hand.
This love script makes the reader's heart glance sunward. It makes us feel hungry for the Light.
The words He pumps into her knower flow directly into our grower.
The power of His words in Heavenletters is sort of like divine duck tape, it heals almost every thing. He wraps His kind of duck tape or love tape around our ouchie and makes us know that it will hold, even tears. He whispers: "Learn from the buttercup!" We do.

George

George, you are a blessing,

George,
you are a blessing, you make my heart miss a beat and hold my breath just like when I read Heavenletters.
Loving you always.
Berit

Berit:

Thanks sweet one.

George

Buttercups, Angels and Humans.

The buttercup does not have free will. The Angels don't have free will. Humans seem to constitute an "experimental cohort" governed by the "rule or law" of free will.

« For a buttercup, there is no question about love and the sun. There is no decision to be made.».

I would dare to say so also about the Angels. They don't have to strive to KNOW their magnificence, to radiate what they are, what they were created for. Buttercups and Angels are Free, they don't have to choose, they just have to be what they are. But humans chose (probably before they became human) to exchange Freedom for Free Will, thus experimenting CHOICE, DECISION and DOUBT. So humans had to become ACTORS.

As soon as you are performing, then appear Laws and Rules and Boundaries. Illusion creates them. If you have no boundaries how can you act or perform? And the real and only boundary in performance is that you have to pretend, so you have to hide yourself behind your role.

But, as God says repeatedly, now you know Me better. You have rediscovered Me through your numerous performances. So leave your Arlequin costume, give up your free will and clamour back your Heritage, the Freedom of the Master.

Norman thinks buttercup hasn't a free will.

Norman you have to listen close to hear the buttercup tell you about "seed confinement" and the sprout route it's tiny magnificence chooses to follow. At the last It shouts for all to hear: "I am the mirror of the King, I choose to reflect His majesty, His Sun, and to look just like Gloria really looks as she mirrors His Mind.

George

Isn't the proof, dear

Isn't the proof, dear George, that the buttercup does not have to make any decision, does not have to make a choice but only be what it meant to be : a mirror of the King? Free will is all about resistance, analysis, decision making and choosing between going our own way to experiment more of the relative world or going back home, where there is no more decision to make, nothing to analyze and doubt about, only to BE. Free will pertains to duality, Freedom to Unity, Oneness. Reflecting God is not a choice, it is the Freedom of accepting who we really are and cocreating with Him. In the end, isn't Freedom another name for unconditional Love and Service? That is what the Buttercup and the Angels seem trying to tell me.

Norman thinks proof is intellectual; he's probably right.

The essence of a thing is in its existence.
When it wasn't a buttercup or a shoot or a seed in the preexistence state it had to be somewhere in the cosmic system as some form of energy. It's useful for me to think of that as MIND.

Because all form, all substance reflects it's source, it seems to me if I deduce that the Source has will and the power to push and pull magnetic fields, or gravitational fields, I find it useful to think of the photo- chemical process that brings about growth a form of the will of the Universe playing "He loves me, He loves me not the way I thought He did.".

You sum it up beautifully the way you say: "Free will pertains to duality, Freedom to Unity, Oneness. Reflecting God is not a choice, it is the Freedom of accepting who we really are and co-creating with Him." (Whew!)

I'll bet God is pulling petals off Gloria right now saying: "She loves me lots, she loves me even more." I wonder if the decision to BE for a buttercup is different than for you and me. It's the darn mirror talking again: "Who's the fairest of them all?" It laughing says: "BEING helps us know how to BE. George calls it some sort of reasoning.

George

THANK YOU

DEAR GLORIA,
ALONE IN MY WIDOWHOOD, AND FEELING SO MUCH THE NEED TO LOVE AND TO BE LOVED, I FORGET SOMETIMES THAT I AM LOVED "BY THE GREATEST LOVER OF ALL". THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU!

I LOVE YOUR LOVE LETTERS FROM THE THRONE ROOM OF THE ALMIGHTY TO ME!
JOYCEE

Joycee isn't alone!

Having lost my darling of 64 years I know so well what aloneness feel like. We readers of Heaven Letters send our love and caring. This too is from His Throne Room.

George

...by the God of Love Who

...by the God of Love Who loves all and has a way of loving you in particular.

That love cannot be quantified, only expressed uniquely for every being. Wow.

 

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