Gloria to God:

Dear God, there were two questions I thought to ask You, and now that I sit down, I don't remember what they were.

God:

That happens.

One of your questions was about judgment. Ask it.

Gloria:

I don't know that it's so much a question as an observation or possibly judgment on judgment.

It's so easy to notice when someone else is judging. And it sure isn't love.

The live-in girlfriend of someone I know recently ran off with another man. To the man left behind, this was clearly wrong. More than error. Wrong. From his point of view, she had no right to do it.

I feel his hurt. I feel his anger. I understand. I've been there. But it seems so clear that he is trying to control and to justify his feelings. Nowhere in this do I feel what could be called love. He loved as long as it went by his rules. But is that love?

God:

Ownership is not love.

Attachment is not love.

Control is not love.

This man will get over his pain.

He will once again wish his former love Godspeed.

It is love that sends someone off on her own journey.

It is love that blesses that journey, whether it converges with his or not.

Gloria:

I guess my real question is: how do we get away from judgment when we're in the midst of it?

God:

You know. Turn your head to Me.

Gloria:

This man did pray to You, but he prayed that You bring his girlfriend to her senses and that she return to him.

God:

That is not prayer.

I won't even say that prayer is My will not yours.

I did not make this woman go off with the other man.

My will is for the happiness of all parties.

Short-term happiness is not necessarily happiness.

I am not the Father who gives you candy every time you want it.

I am not the Father either Who always intervenes.

Sometimes I do.

Mostly I just love.

That is what all are learning to do. To love.

To take nothing personally.

Not even to take love personally.

Just to be a lover.

One who loves.

One who sees beyond the material, whether the other is here or there, with you or without you. Love, the opposite of holding on.

Gloria:

If this man were able to bless this woman with freedom, it would make it more possible for her to come back to him, wouldn't it?

God:

And his tightening the knots, as it were, makes it less possible.

But this man's issue is not really his girlfriend. His issue is himself and Me.

He has not trust.

He has not trust of his own lovableness nor of My loving.

The harder someone holds, the less they have.

It is like the butterfly in your hand.

The butterfly can alight on your open palm.

The closed palm cannot contain it.

The closed palm hurts it.

Better to let the butterfly fly off and come back or not.

Hold on to Me, for I never let you go.

You are stuck with Me.

Mine is a love that adheres to you while you fly near or far.

Mine is a quiet love that pursues you no matter what but does not block you.

My love is an overture. My love is like money in the bank. You can draw on it any time. At this bank, everyone has a huge account. It is all given to you. You didn't have to earn it. A gift is not something you earn. I give unto you because I cannot do otherwise. I cannot deny Myself.

All love is yours. All love is given to you. To know you have it, you need to give it with freedom as do I.

The only love there is is Mine.

I share it with all.

I share Myself with all.

With whomever you share it, you are sharing it with Me. You are sharing Me with Me.

Personal love is too small a thing. Pinpointed love is only part of the big love that We share one to another.

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Ruth to Heavenletters:

Dear Gloria, it took me a while to get started on Heaven, but I sure do love it. Thanks for keeping after me!

Be well.

Lots of love, Ruth

Sandra to Heavenletters:

Thanks for the Godwriting.

I guess I am damn-well pissed off. I plan to read God's answer every day until something changes.

I don't like feeling aloof from God.

Love to you, Sandra

God to Sandra:

It's all right, dear Sandra. Take the time you need. I am here.

Note to Heavenreaders: Sandra sent another email soon after the one above. It's quite a different one! She has also addressed a beautiful question directly to God. It will be appear here at a later date. God prevails. No need to worry about Sandra. — Gloria