In Whose Image You Are

God said:

You are the Holy of Holies. Hard to believe, isn’t it, and yet that is the bare bones of Truth. I love you as Myself, and now you are learning to love all others as Myself, yourself, and all the others who only masquerade as the seeming in between.

Holy is the heart of you. Holy is the soul of you that accompanies you in your portrayal of your journey of life on Earth. Life on Earth is truly your soul’s journey. You are on My Journey of Life on Earth. Who else’s journey could you be on? What else could you be doing here on Earth but fulfilling Me? What else is there to do? Watch television? Run uphill and downhill?

Oh, yes, there is plenty of monkeying around. There is plenty of looking away. Your attention wanders. Your eyes wander looking for something, looking for cookies maybe, or looking at the way a man or woman walk, or seeking a book to read. Read Me, beloveds. Read Me. Hold Me in your backpack, as it were. Pull Me out often. Devour Me.

Show Me the sights. Show Me you. How beautiful you are as you draw closer and closer to Me. There is nothing else to draw closer to. I am all there is. That is the whole story. That is the plot.

You seek and seek and know not what you seek. You seek diamonds and pearls and rubies beyond compare. You seek companionship in life here and there and everywhere, and I am the only Companion. I am the Companion of note. I am the Jewel you seek, and you wear Me in your heart.

You have climbed up the mountain and slid down again and again. You are the peruser of yourself and therefore of Me.

I am the Badge of your heart. Only you bandage your heart. You keep it for safe-keeping, and yet you are safe with Me. You, the love of My life, are safe with Me. I am indebted to you. I hold you carefully and tenderly. You are precious to Me, even disguised as you are. I know you. I know the depth and breadth and height of you. I know well what you have seemingly forgotten. You perpetuate loneliness upon yourself. How can you be lonely when I am in your heart?

Do you seek loneliness? Have you been seeking to prove loneliness? Prove otherness, and you will have proven loneliness. Loneliness is not My dream for you. I am My dream for you, as you are My dream for Me. You are My Dream Child, fashioned the day the Earth was born. Without you, I was God but not Father or Mother. When you came into existence, you created Me, as it were. You gave Me a Name, and the Name was God. I existed before you, and yet, at the same time, you also created Me. I was before the world, and I always was, and, yet, there is the sense in which the world manifested Me, made Me be known.

I want to be known. It is not fame I want. It is you I want. I want you in My Arms of Love. I want you at My side. I want you to be the necklace I wear, so beautiful are you. I want to be the woolen scarf you wear that keeps you warm. I want to be the shade of the elm tree that cools your forehead on hot summer days. I want to be known to you. Take off your mask so you may see yourself, so you may see in Whose Image you are.

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The Musical Offering of Words

What a breath taking musical offering from God in the moulding of His words:

"Without you, I was God but not Father or Mother. When you came into existence, you created Me, as it were. You gave Me a Name, and the Name was God. I existed before you, and yet, at the same time, you also created Me."

It is a musical canon where God sets the theme to which our response is called upon.

"I love you as Myself, and now you are learning to love all others as Myself, yourself, and all the others who only masquerade as the seeming in between." What keeps us from loving all our brothers and sisters as God? Is it because God does not have a body? Do we want to hide the light of the brothers that we don't like behind our grievances because we perceive them as bodies? Can we see through a murderer's body the light of God that is saving us by recognizing that this being, entrapped in a body, only masquerades "as the seeming in between"? That is what unconditional love is all about. That is what the Truth of each of us is all about.

Just like Normand says, this

Just like Normand says, this Heavenletter leaves me breathless. Who could imagine that the arrangement of words into sentences, paragraphs and a letter, can be so powerful?

Heaven Admin speaks of the Power!

The TRUTH spoken by the spirit of TRUTH can form such power. Your words help us see this power more clearly. Thanks

George

very soft your words and love and power

dear God heavenley father,
today your letter very soft and love and power,,
today i want of my express my emotion,
very sad today in my job, because of the old lady
she ask me if i can breing her room i seid yes i do so,
she give me a hug so longtime, and i hold her to, and i give
my love to her, and she cry because she dont want,
i left her, she say to me soon she deing, she want me to stay whith her,
and i tel her you are not alone you are with God,,
i want to stay more longer for her, but am not alow to stay with her
or other, i can stay with them but not longer,
when am home i fell sosad i do give my love for them but is not enough
for them, therfor am writteng this to you because you understan me
how i feel today,
thank your loveng words today,
dear God

Carmen, Precious Carmen: such LOVE!

We who read your love words about this lady surround you with love, strength and Light from God. We join you in loving her.

George

This is SHOCKING, no, ASTOUNDING!

We are the HOLY OF HOLIES! We are an ornament of God's choice? How can it possibly be that we created the very ONE who created us and loves us as his Gem of Choice? How can this be?

Read this Heaven Letter ten times, put it in your mind to simmer until God makes you know this truth from the Inside where you share the abode of everlastingness together.

This is a rare, terrifyingly beautiful letter that must be grasped in order to change your way of seeing your IDENTITY. You ARE the Holy of Holies the very abode of God Himself acting in the now of Existence as Life taking form with you as the result.

George