When you ask Me for help, you are not looking for answers outside yourself. You have done enough asking questions outside yourself, asking this one and that what you should do about all matters, big or little.
When you ask Me for counsel, you are asking yourself. Asking Me is not looking to outside influence. It is as inner as you can get.
My answers are integrated into your heart. It is like there is a laptop in your heart, and you press a certain God key, and the answer appears on the screen, or you hear it whispered. Or you hear no answer and yet are guided, and you comply. Ask Me, and you will receive. You will receive. With your question is your receptivity and your acceptance. With your question is a great settling. Something will filter down to you simply because you have asked your question.
A question may be a little different from a prayer. Your prayer asks for a certain outcome, unless you are praying, “Thy Will be done,” which leaves it to Me.
You may say that you have asked Me, and I did not answer. Perhaps you asked Me to save your loved one’s life, and you feel I did not answer you, at least not with the answer you wanted, and, therefore, you feel bereft of My love. Let Me tell you, dear one, I always answer with love.
Although no question you ask is too big nor too small, sometimes your questions are requests or even orders or stamping-your-foot demands. I am not telling you to stop. There isn’t anything you can’t say to Me. The only thing is, when you want more than a Yes or No answer, ask greater than a Yes or No question.
You want greater understanding. You want to be lifted to a higher key. You truly want open-hearted guidance, and so you ask for greater insights, greater acceptance. Perhaps there will not be a thunderbolt of an answer, a splendid answer outlined in neon lights. The answer may not be direct. You may not hear it, and yet you will feel a calming. Somehow, even not knowing what the answer is, you will feel a brush stroke of an answer. Imperceptibly, your heart hears something. Imperceptibly, your heart gets calmed..
Look, you want communion with Me, and so it behooves you to commune with Me. I am not usually God Who comes out of the west riding a fast steed, kicking up the dust. Sometimes I am more like a mist rising. You may not notice, and yet the mist falls on you and moistens your skin. Of course, We are talking about the heart, the heart of you.
Answer or not, what is necessary is your asking, your making that little overture to your Creator. I like to hear from you. I love to hear from you. Beloveds, We have a direct line, so use it. Call Me anytime. Remind yourself that your mind does not have to hear Me. Your heart is prominent. Your mind is not. Let your mind recede. Enter your heart, for that is where I am. I’m right out in the open in your heart. All you have to do is to come in.
I am here, right here in your beautiful heart. Because I am seated here, your heart knows all the answers. Your heart knows even when you can’t put your finger on it.
Certainly, I am beyond words, and so then is your heart as well. So, what is your question? What would you like to glean from Our fireside chat, beloveds?