To what do you make yourself accountable? To the world? To yourself? To Me?
 
Why make yourself accountable? There is more to life, much more than making yourself accountable. You already count. You are here on Earth for a reason. You fulfill a purpose. There is nothing you have to prove. You already exist. You are. You are here for Me, and, yet, you are here for more rampantly than for Me.
 
You serve Me whether you know it or not. And, whatever you think, you serve the world, and you serve yourself. There is no accounting to be made. It is enough – you count. You count. You encompass. Your service is vast.
 
You are a keeper of destiny. You are a keeper of hearts. You are a keeper of My heart.
 
You are a commuter, beloved. You scale the heights. You hit the lows. You speak to life, and you are a maker of life.
 
You may feel like a combatant. Nevertheless, you are a compatriot. You are heart and soul. You are very much into life, even when you mean to keep a distance. There is no escaping life. You are here for life, and life is here for you, purposeful even when you know your purpose not.
 
You propose to life, and you suppose, and you dispose. You meet life daily, and you expose yourself. You expose yourself to yourself. You are the seeker, and you are the finder of that which you seek, and so you stir the soup of life. You make up a menu for life, and your menu is unique.
 
You cohabit the world. No one is truly in life for himself. You are a player. You are in the game. No matter your style, you play. You do make a play for life. You want to win it over. You want to play well. The fact is you do play your part very well.
 
And you are the winner of the game, and your win is learning. You learn considerably.
 
No day is wasted even when you waste it. No energy is wasted. Energy is used, but not wasted. You may think you throw life away, yet in no way do you throw life away. You can’t. Life is, and you live it. Whatever life may be like for you, you live it. No one else lives your life. Only you.
 
You win. Life gets down on its knees for you and yells, “Uncle.”
 
No matter how life may seem to treat you, you are the one who lives life as you do.
 
You may be duplicitous or rowdy. You may be whatever you appear, yet you are alive on Earth, and you are as you are. You wind yourself up every day, and you keep exploring the terrain of yourself. You are remarkable. Never in the existence of the world have you been less than the protagonist of your life as it plays itself out.
 
At the same time as you are in the game, you are the watcher of it. You see your life, and you see its playing out no matter how unbelievable it is. You dance with life, and you learn a few steps. It is as if you have sailed the High Seas, and you were surprised at the course life took, and yet you took your turn and you played your plays.
 
Your life is significant. You are a building block of life. You contribute. Everyone contributes to your life, and you contribute to everyone’s life. You manifest life. One way or another, you grab life and give it everything you have to give. You create your life while you watch it on the screen. You are the maker of your life, and you are the watcher. You turn the pages, and you turn the pages fast, and you finish your book, and it is perfect. Make no mistake. Your life is perfect as it plays out.