No longer will you belabor points. You will let more of life fall where it may, like a springtime rain, like blossoms from a tree, like words from a page.
When you read a book, you don't try to change the words as you go along. Like petals, you let the words fall where they may. Of course, with a book, if you don't like it, you can stop reading any time you like. You can get off in midstream. You don't even have to begin reading a book that doesn't appeal to you at all.
Yet life, which has a vested interest in you, is not so amenable. Life wants you to stick with it, and stick with it you must. Yet life is not a straight line, and there are winding roads before you, and you can always do your own thing anyway. The road is a road, yet you are a diversified Being. You can write your own verse, as it were. You can sing your own song regardless of the path.
Life is not a one-way street. Nor is it a straight line. Nor is there any mapmaker in the world who can outline your life for you. Yet you can well know some of the signs ahead. You can know your ultimate destination is with Me, and yet you may have called your ultimate destination death. Of course, you have misnamed your destination because that which you call death is the beginning, or even a restoration, certainly only another turn in the road.
Beloveds, you have always been at the starting gate. The tip of your shoe has ever been touching the line from which you imagine you begin. You thought you ran a race, and yet you never moved. Naturally, you thought you were running all over the place. You even have pictures to prove it, perhaps medals and other rewards, or even punishments of diverse kinds, yet, all along, you have been running in place. There is no victor. There is no second best. There is no loser, for who, ever stationed in My heart, can be lost? No one, beloveds.
There are no lost souls. There is only misdirection. There is not really turning back because how do you turn back when you have not moved? You can't even go around in circles. Even so, as it is, your conscious mind must needs convince you otherwise. Your mind has done a good job, wouldn't you say?
I would like to coax your mind to greater. Your mind is capable of far greater. You mind does not have to make theories for you. It does not have to make judgments. Your mind can free itself and free you. Your mind can free your heart and set your heart up at the heights with the Great Ones.
Oh, yes, the Great Ones had Great Minds, but greater were their hearts. Greater than any mind on Earth is the Greatness of the Human Heart. I say this, not to detract from the glory of the mind, but to make clear that you know your mind is capable of much more than it has presently revealed to itself. Both your heart and mind are capable of far greater, far greater by far than anything you have dreamed of, but not greater than what I have dreamed of.
From the beginning of Our long association, I have dreamed that you would realize the Greatness of all that you are capable of. I have dreamed that you would find Me in your own heart and mind as much as you are aware that I am in your soul, beloveds. Take My heart and mind and make them yours. I have been within your heart and mind all along.