HEAVEN #1781 News Orleans
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HEAVEN #1781 News Orleans September 20, 2005
Jeff to God:
Dear God, while I believe You have a reason for everything that happens, I don’t understand why the people in New Orleans had to undergo the excessive suffering they faced. Their homes were destroyed. They lost all of their possessions. They had little food or water for many days. They were huddled into public facilities where people were raped and had to live with human sewage all around them. Old people and children suffered and died for lack of care. Can’t You make a point without making humans go through such excessive suffering? Why do some people have to endure such inhuman treatment? Jeff
God to Jeff:
On the human level, there is no answer that will ease your heart of compassion. I would have you keep your beautiful heart, yet I would not have you suffer. I would have you have compassion, yet vibrate to a different tune. I would not ask you to be without compassion, yet I would not want you to embolden it.
Your compassionate question could be asked on many levels, beloved.
Why is a children’s question. Why does water rise? Why does anyone drown? Why would sticks and stones and precious mementos be washed away? Why would there be loss of life? Why is man cruel to man? Is there not suffering enough in the world without man heaping more? Why is there heat, and why is there cold? Why do the innocent suffer? Why is there suffering?
And your question is further: “How, God, how could You do this? How, God, could You allow this?” And you add, under your breath, “You are God, and I, one simple man, and I would not permit this. I would rush in and stay the waters with my hand. I would lift every person to safety. I would turn around the hearts of those who would cause pain to any other. I would not separate any mother from her child. I would protect the innocent animals. I would give everyone everything, and there would be no looting. God, I myself know better than to let this happen.”
When a tree is chopped down, it falls. That’s all you know. You do not know that it is good or bad. You know what it feels to you. You loved to sit under the tree. To you it is most unfortunate that someone would chop it down.
It was essential for you to ask your question, and yet it is ridden with assumptions. Because I am God, you assume I orchestrated this. You assume I was trying to make a point. You forget free will. If you, beloved son, are free to question and to act from a place of kindness, so is another free to not question and to not act with compassion. Beloved, free will isn’t something I give to one and not another. It is not something you have sometimes and not another. The concept of free will flourishes. And it brings avalanches with it.
Events fell into motion. Cards stood on end. One card was pushed, and the rest followed. Was this inevitable? Yes, and no.
There are miracles, and you wanted one. You want to know, if I could part the Red Sea, why couldn’t I stop this flooding? And why didn’t I? And why didn’t I turn every heart into a heart of gold? Am I incapable, or unwilling? Which is it?
It is neither. I do not play the world like a chess game.
What you call tragedies happen, whether from natural sources or from man-made ones. It is a not a question of affixing blame. First of all, you call this catastrophe. That is all you can do from where you sit. All your heart can do is sit and weep. You are talking about life on Earth in the world as it appears to be. What else can you talk about?
And you do not want a smug God who says: “I see this differently. I see a bigger picture. You only see so far.”
And your ultimate question to Me is: “Are You or are You not a God of Love? You say You are. Is this hype?”
Yes, Jeff, I am a God of love.
If you accept that I am, then you ask: “What difference does it make? What difference did it make to anyone in New Orleans? What difference did it make to their suffering?”
Nor do you want to hear: “Once all that surface was over, they flew to Heaven.”
Nor do you want to hear Me say: “Jeff, you only thought there was suffering. Some day you will understand. But not yet.”
You don’t want to hear Me say: “For a moment, you thought that the physical is all that there is. For a moment, you thought that the physical was all-important. For a moment you thought that life on Earth was more than a playing out of imagination. You thought a dream was real. You thought the drama on the stage was real. You thought that something could happen to My children. For a moment you saw only so far as your eyes could see.” You don’t want to hear that.
If you could undo the flood, you would. And you can’t. And I, Who could, did not. And you find Me guilty as charged.
You say that you have faith, and yet you feel that to have faith after disaster is to have blind faith. It is not faith that is blind. It is doubt that is blind. It is doubt that cannot see.
You may also ask: “Why, these people, God? Why did they star in this drama and not someone else? Did You pick them to play their part, or did they volunteer? Were they guilty of something more than I am or the man next to me? Are they all Job? Is this life destined? Do You not take it seriously? Is it nothing to You? Do I ask better questions than You have answers? Are my questions unanswerable? Or is it that I simply cannot understand?”
You cannot understand. There are no answers to the questions on the level on which you ask them. I honor you and your questions. You ask necessary questions, and you are asking for more than yourself. You are representing Humankind on Earth, and you are baffled.
From where you sit, there can be no rhyme nor reason for what occurred. That is your answer.
If you will suspend judgment for a moment, your heart will rise. For a moment, you will know that all is well. This is not lack of compassion. This is having your heart rise higher than the flood waters rose. This is not silencing the screams. This is hearing something greater than what ears can hear.
All bodies will drift away. They are driftwood. The physical is all-important to you, and yet it is unimportant. And, for you, It has its importance only for a while. It serves its purpose, but your purpose far exceeds the limits of your body. The body was always ephemeral. Sooner or later, all walk away from the physical. You never were your body. Bodies get damaged. Truth does not.
So long as the physical rules, you are dominated by it. With your heart and thoughts now, you can consciously slip into a dimension where the physical cannot go. You are not a stranger to this dimension. It is what you have always dreamed of. Even in the midst of this dimension, you yearn for it.
You are in this dimension now. There is no heartbreak here. Everything you have ever held onto recedes. It doesn’t matter. Matter doesn’t matter. There is no suffering here. It cannot pretend to exist here. This is not a dimension where you pretend. Pretending is what Earth is for, not this dimension that I take you to now. Where you are now, all your beliefs are suspended. You have faith, but no beliefs. You swim in love. How nourishing are the waters.
Everyone is here. You recognize all by their bright light. You did not see their bright light while on Earth, but yet you recognize them by their light, and they yours. They say, “Jeff, all along you were this bright light. How could I have not seen it and yet know it now?”
In this land of suspended belief, you embrace that which lasts. There is nothing else to embrace. You cannot embrace suffering here where it does not exist. Suffering cannot even be conjured here. You cannot even say suffering is paltry because you no longer even have the concept of suffering nor of paltry. Magnificence meets magnificence. And there is nothing else to say, and there is nothing else to know.
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