You are My golden children. Therefore, this is a golden age you live in. Of course, I perceive differently from you. However you may perceive history, to Me, history is a different story from the one you know.
There has been splendor in every age. I see the splendor in everyone. I have excellent vision. I see well, and I see splendor in every single creation of Mine. No exception.
Nor did the great spiritual ones see the imperfection that you do see. If they noticed it, it was water under the bridge. It had no significance. Other matters held significance. And what could I do or they do anyway but see what they saw and love it all? They saw the gold within every human being and all created beings. Wild or tame, I saw and the Great Ones saw what truly is.
Beloveds, I did not see what might have been. I see absolutely tremendously what was – what is. I see My image. I see My image as it is.
You see your image as well, only you mistake your image personally as a container for defects, and, so, your image is blurred. You have been going by a misperceived image of yourself, and that’s what you see. You see yourself reflected, and that is what throws you off when you are perturbed or anyone does not reveal himself as you wish he would. You are looking at the splinter in your own eye. You are looking at the pebble in your shoe. You have made an original mistake to see yourself as less than you are, and, in this way, you have sealed the fate of others who you see.
Even when you fall in love with someone, you have your eye out for fault. Perfection is not a matter of doing or saying. What a way to trip yourself up and anyone else, waiting for a shoe to drop. Every Created Being on Earth is a perfect Created Being. What you mean by that and what I mean by that are not the same. Not everyone has blue eyes or brown. Not everyone has white skin or any specific other beautiful shade of skin. Not every one has good skin. Not everyone can see with his blue or brown eyes. Not everyone can spell. Not everyone can fix cars or prepare food like your mother.
An ocean is an ocean, yet some oceans are more blue or more green or many shades thereof. Is that a fault? Not at all, that is part of sea water’s natural beauty. Of course, that is an appearance because of the sun and the depth and clarity of the ocean and its many shades thereof. Beauty is beautiful whatever size and shape it comes in.
Because one mountain is not exactly like any other mountain, you don’t feel disappointed. Yet, when there is a human being different from what you decided he should be, you are let down. You want men to look like Adonis and women like Aphrodite. You want others to be a certain height and shape. You want them to have a career that suits you and so on and so on. In so doing, beloveds, you let go of the opportunity that life in the world offers you.
In summation, you say that no one is perfect and that you are not either. When you don’t love yourself as a human being as you are, how are you going to love another as he is or she is? No one wants to be a disappointment to you, and yet you make a picture of another as more of a disappointment to you than you are to yourself, and that jazzes you up for a while. Just to think of it, others are not even as good as you!
Concede, beloveds. I say you are all right. You are all right with Me. You are more than all right. You are perfectly you, and I love you. I see what is to love, and I love. What can possibly deter My love? You, however, tend to let your love be deterred.
And, now I will tell you, to love yourself even when you are not all that you want to be. You are good enough for Me.