The Blessings of Inner Grace

God said:

There is always communication with Me running through your bloodstream. I am never absent. I am always available to you. At the drop of a hat, I am available to you. I am available to everyone. Not everyone is wide open to Me, however.

If you are a human being, you are worthy of communing with Me. You just may have a window closed. You may even be fearful of hearing Me and coming closer to Me. You could be timid about letting go of your ego which you may consider as your joy in life.

The fact is that I AM the joy in your life. Connected to Me, you are connected to Me, and I am the sunny side of the street. I am what I say. I do not have any tricks up My sleeve. I am forthright with you. I say what is so.

There is a tendency to feel that you are giving something up in order to come to Me. You do have to give up the past. You do have to give up the false identity card you believe is yours. Your identity card may say: “Joe, computer programmer.” It includes your age, the town where you live, and a photo that is similar to the photo of a recently arrested felon. These are hardly your identity.

Your Identity is much greater. The I.D. card I give you is more like this:

“Beloved Child of God and the Universe. Heaven Citizen. Master of Freedom. Consciousness-Licensed. Emissary of God. Diviner of God. One who loves God. Actor in the world. Performer. Perhaps Dancer, Comedian and/or Tragedian. Temporary Resident on Earth. Blessed by God. Has a flying license to go as far and as high as he chooses. Full freedom to recognize his Vastness and share it with all. Master of Creation. Intelligent, All-Knowing, Artist, Musician, Lover of All, Acrobat of Life on Earth.”

Your age? Infinite. Matriculated at Universe University. Will graduate summa cum laude.

Beloveds, I am the Joy in Life you are seeking. I provide for you no matter. God provides. What a gift life is that I give to you. It’s worth a King’s Ransom. What more valuable gift in the world can there be than life itself? O! Remarkable!

You do realize that you live in two worlds, don’t you? The upper layer and the deep divine subtle layer. They are layers of consciousness, yet much more than layers. One passage or layer exists and is true. The surface level certainly seems true to just about everyone who lives on Earth. The whole world of activity where you consciously spend your time is a trick of time and space. Time and Space are not real, yet you buy them hook, line, and sinker. They are will o’ the wisps. Reality is permanent. True Reality is not a trickster. The physical plane of life, however, is a trickster, and it tricks you over and over again. You buy all its palaver.

A trickster tricks you into believing him. A trickster is a con-man. He sees through you. You don’t see through him. He has you in the palm of his hand. How charming a trickster is. He lures you down a garden path and leaves you there panting.

The trickster We’re talking about is the relative world. The relative world certainly knows how to charm you and tempt you. The relative world is unflagging in its zeal. It has bright lights, all neoned up, and the relative world also throws in the beauties of creation, the beautiful forests and flowers and nature at its best.

The relative world really has no intent of its own. It is innocent. The relative world merely reflects the consensus of humankind. You are your own trickster. You like tinsel. You sweep it up in your arms. You see more of the relative world in an attempt to be healed from it. Yet more of the relative world you seek relief from doesn’t give you its promised relief.

This is where I come in to divert you from excess of the outer to the blessings of the inner. Avail yourself of Me. I wait for you.

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Innocence

I Surrender to You God with every Holy Breath and I AM grateful for the never ending Love You Share. Together as ONE the illusion of separation disolves and the projection evoles into a stream of LOVE flowing Freely and Abundantly. Thank You Innocence for your Trust. You are amazing.