The Earth is your garden. I look to you to take care of it. Take care of it well.
Just as with people, you do not use them without also giving to them, the Earth is not to be taken for granted. True, you tread on the Earth every day, and the Earth doesn't complain.
By the same token, you read about the world, and you think about it, and experience it and observe it, and often you grumble about it, yet the world is your garden. Sometimes it is overgrown and filled with brambles, and yet it is your world. It is the house you live in. It is My garden.
How would you feel if all your resources were used without a thank you, without a backward glance? The world does not grumble, and yet with acknowledgment from you, it would flourish. It would swell in your recognition of it, and so is it with the people who inhabit the world. Give a nod of recognition and appreciation.
What blade of grass is there that should not be thanked? What tit-willow or oriole should not be blessed? What is there about the Earth that should not be appreciated, and what is there in the world that would not blossom with kind regard from you? What country right now needs a little appreciation from you? Surely you can find that which to appreciate. You can appreciate a country's zeal. There is something you can honestly appreciate. You don't always have to protest.
What part of the world would not blush with joy at a kind thought of yours?
The snows of Alaska do not have to please you to a T nor do desert lands, yet there is nothing, beloveds, that you cannot find in your heart to appreciate.
The same goes for people, and the same goes for you. The more down-in-the-mouth you are, the more you will benefit from uplifting words from yourself. Give yourself some sweet talk. You will feel better. You can say an uplifting word to others, and you and they will feel better. What better way for you to uplift yourself than to uplift another?
Even when you do not feel like smiling, you can smile. Even when you do not feel like anything, you can also rise to the occasion. Beloveds, rise to the occasion of the world. Rise to the occasion of yourself. You and the world are My blessings to all, and so you bless. Bless with your countenance, and bless with your words. Bless with your heart, that sturdy plum of God's love that resides in your chest. Fill your heart with what you would like it to carry. Fill the world with your expressions of what you would like the world to be.
The world is innocent, beloveds. Don't knock it. Don't kick it. The less attractive you find the world, the more it is incumbent upon you to uplift it. No more complaining, beloveds.
If complaints were clay, and appreciation were clay, which clay would you choose to shape the world with? Choose now.
No one needs to point out the errors of the world any more than your errors or anyone else's need pointing out. If errors are so obvious as they seem to be to you, what need is there for you to underline them? Take out their goodness which may need to be highlighted. Highlight your appreciation. Speak up for what you like. Enough dalliance with what you don't like.
I am giving you a great formula for success. Will you kindly heed My suggestion? Will you?