Gloria:
What do You wish to say to me this morning, My Father?
God:
Feel Me in your heart. I rest there. It is My home, your heart, in your heart. From there I rule the universe. By rule I mean I set it in motion. I respond to My children. I emanate rays of holiness and peace. I cohere.
From My place in the heart, I issue proclamations of love. I am love as you are love. Love goes out. Love enters. Any distortion of love contracts.
So be aware of expansion. Expand with Me in your heart until your heart embraces the whole world and all of My children.
All on earth have My life force. It is theirs, but it is Mine.
Consider your heart a sun. What do suns do? They shine. Their light reaches everywhere. And so does a heart of God.
Your heart radiates. Let it radiate My love. No more cramped little messages that are intermittent or cut off. Full beams of light now to warm the world in a coat of love.
Gloria:
Dear Father, I have been having the strong impulse to ask You for a message for Arthur. It keeps coming to Me. But I would want his request before doing that.
God:
I am sending the message for dear Arthur. Receive it. Pass it on. That is what I ever ask you to do. Receive My messages of love and pass them on.
Gloria:
I don't know what his questions are. Yesterday on the phone he did say that he felt angry and thought it was old stuff coming out. What will You say?
God:
It is not even Arthur's stuff coming out. Arthur is not only a giver. He is an absorber. And he absorbs much of the refuse of the world.
For a long time, Arthur has not lived for himself. The test of his virtue lies not with his individuality but with his work for Me.
Arthur fills My heart with overflowing joy. Arthur is a reward to Me. He answers My call, and he succors My children.
He is a blessing to the earth and to Heaven. He is like a musical note that keeps on long after it is heard. It plays around the universe and returns to Arthur's heart.
Tell Arthur he does not have to be perfect. He is already Perfect. He can let go and express his discontent with Me; he can stamp his foot, and when he does that with abandon, he will laugh.
Does he not know that I will love his anger and turn it back to the love he is?
It is My will for Arthur that he expand his vision. He is not a single man in an office or on the telephone. He is at the apex of the universe, and he twirls the stars. He works for Me.
He is My holy child of love.
Suggest to Arthur that he quickly write down what he would like. Suggest he ask big. Suggest he make a long list.
On the other side of the paper, suggest he write down all the reasons why he deserves all that he wants and therefore why I will see that his wishes are fulfilled.
Arthur is a beacon light for the world. He is a savior in his own right. I have many Christs, and he is one.
Tell Arthur he sits beside Me in Heaven. He is here with Me, and I am there with him. Never are We apart.
Suggest that Arthur remind himself of Truth.
Make sure that Arthur does not sacrifice. Make sure he does what gives him joy and at no cost to him. Joy is My blessing to Arthur. Joy is My blessing.
Gloria:
Dear God, I would like to make certain that these words are from You?
God:
They are.
Gloria:
I want to make sure they are not from my individuality and ego.
God:
They are not. They are from your love.
Gloria:
I would like to make sure that You want me to send this to him.
God:
Send it. But he has already received it.
Gloria:
What more do You wish to say?
God:
Say, Arthur lights My heart.
Arthur speaks to Me.
Arthur administers for Me.
Arthur is My messenger of love. He packs My love in other's hearts. He transmits for Me. He is a receiver and transmitter, and he buffers the world.
How beautiful is My Arthur of Love! How beautiful the work he does for Me! How beautiful his heart! How beautiful the messages he sends! How beautiful the light that shines on him! How beautiful when he sees himself in Me! How beautiful when he sees Me in others! How beautiful is My creation and Arthur's part in it!
I shower Arthur with the blessings of the universe. These blessings wash away all imagined pain and all that never was, for all there is is my goodness and My love.