Sometimes you do not quite understand what I write. That’s okay. I do not ask that you understand everything I write. It is enough that you read what I write.

You can, in life, hear some beautiful music in the background, perhaps an opera in another language. You do not know the name of the music. You don’t know who composed it. You may not even know one word of what the words mean, yet, you hear the music. The music may run through you later again and again. Somewhere deep within, you are getting it. This is how it is with Heavenletters.

Be assured that it is perfectly fine in life not to understand everything. In fact, it may be better so. It is not such a great thing to think you know everything and can repeat it perfectly. Not knowing everything keeps you humble and innocent. This protects you from arrogance and the possible thought that you know more than the person in front of you.

I assure you, no matter how great and wise you may be, you don’t know everything. The more you may protest that you know it all, you may be sure you are missing some salient points. And you will learn, and you will grow in humility. Humility is a fine thing to grow in. I recommend it.

I never asked you to be a hot-shot!

The youngest brother in fairy tales is the innocent one who doesn’t know much. Yet, who is it that winds up with the princess and the King’s treasury?

Know enough, beloveds, to know that you don’t know everything. Even the mighty fall. The mightier you think you are, the more you have to learn, and, probably, further to fall.

This is just one point to consider.

By the same token, you would not fake your innocence. That would be sly. I ask you not to be too sure of yourself nor sly nor shy. On the other hand, you can be sure of Me and your place in the sun and the direction your feet go in.

Beloveds, when you really do know lots more, you will find yourself more humble. Wisdom and humility go together, just as ignorance and arrogance go hand in hand. Even if, by some miracle, you did know everything, you would not come across as a know-it-all. You wouldn’t show off.

Who were the most truly humble of all but the Great Spiritual Ones? They spoke their piece, yet they were not representing themselves. They represented Me. Therein lay their power. The Great Ones were not dedicated to themselves. They were conscious of My role, and they were conscious of their purpose and were conscious of serving others simply and well. I must tell you that their individuality did not enter into the equation. Ego was of the past. The Great Ones were looking out for others and not themselves. This is what made them great. They were not focusing on their own light. They were looking to shine My Light and to brighten all those around them in My Light. Was there anything better they could do?

The Great Ones did not have thundering voices. They certainly didn’t talk to hear themselves talk. They certainly didn’t hide God’s Light that shone from them. The Great Ones did not think along these lines. It had never occurred to them. All they wanted was to serve Me and, therefore, you. The Great Ones were not thinking of themselves at all. Their minds were on greater than themselves.

Their minds were on you, beloveds. From their service to Me, their attention was on you and their service to you. They were not trying to prove to you or anyone or themselves how much they knew. Nothing was for themselves except in the light of serving Me. That was what they thought about. They took Me seriously, but not themselves.

You have great models to become like, dear ones.