New Godwriters enjoy their Godwriting
Below --From left to right in back: Sylvia Richards, Laura Weinberg, Ginger Nelson, Chamaigne Montana,
Charles Fines
In front: Gloria
Here is the Godwriting I received while everyone at the workshop was doing their first Godwriting:
Gloria to God:
What a group, God. Every workshop is breath-taking. This workshop, from the spiritual journeys on was deep and honest, as if we were already talking to You where only honesty can be. What a freeing thing it is to be honest. God, what would You like to say about this amazing Godwriting group?
God said:
I want to say Amen.
From a forest comes a serene glade where a handful of chosen sit in their simplicity and allow their love to flow.
There is no accident that the people who are are here are opening themselves to Me and each other just the way the Senor [Heaven Admin] offers his heart and food. He offered himself. He offered Myself.
Now that everyone here is Godwriting, peace is descending. You who are here are worth thousands of peace pipes. You are worth galaxies and golden suns and treasures not yet discovered. You are worthy of all the love in the world.
What is love anyway? Who can put a finger on it, and yet there is great love in this room. I am here, and you are here -- what else can We ask for?
You are the music of My soul. You are My orchestra playing. You are My symphony of love. I play you, and you play Me. Our hearts engage like kites flying higher and higher into the sky.
You are My dream come true. You are My dream children. You are all I could ask for.
From now on, each one here is going to be lighter of heart, do you believe Me?
You will know that life is for you to gain joy and to give joy.
Tell Charles that he is My divine son, and he will fulfill his mission. No need to even know what it is. Tell him he is already fulfilling it. He has nothing to be concerned about. He has deep pleasure to give.
Tell Dianita (absent from photo) to know she has My peace, and I love her.
Tell Ginger she is my sweetie-pie. She is My delight.
Tell Laura that I have worn her on My heart for a long time. She has been My beautiful necklace.
Ah, Chamaigne, you have been my angel from the beginning. The beginning of what? The beginning of all. She is the fruit of My vine.
Sylvia, Sylvia -- you are My fortune on Earth. There is you and I, blessed Sylvia of the fields. You are the wheat that grows and the lily of the field. Tell her she does not have to be exact. She doesn't have to know. The less she knows, the more she will do. Tell her she has no decisions to make. She has only to serve.
Tell Santhan to continue as he is. He is the steward of My heart. Gloria, as you are to space, he is to time.
And, as for you, Gloria, never mind how you err. Just be. Take time for Gloria and please Me.
Love you all,
God of All Good