Tina to God and Heavenreaders:

Dear God and Heavenreaders, I had a deep realization of something which seems so simple on the surface:

I started thinking about You, God. Then suddenly, I had the realization that I was thinking about You rather than being intimate with You the way I am when I Godwrite.

When we talk with You, God, we know that there is no distance and that we are worthy. This is what Godwriting is, consciously attending to Your actual presence in our midst.

How different the energy is when people share readings about You from the past. In the more traditional forms of worship, it seems implied that evidence of Your existence is like some museum treasure from the past that gets brought out and dusted off on special occasions. And, even worse, it can seem that the viewing privilege is reserved for members only, as though Your magic only filters through the portals of time to select congregations and then only when they are gathered in their sanctuary.

I was thinking that it might have been radical for Jesus to always be talking with You rather than studying about You. Was he one of the first people who did this and was honest enough to let folks know that You were a part of his day to day life?

I can instantly feel the difference between thinking about You or thinking with You and allowing myself to be having Your thoughts. But, after all the decades of practicing prayer as though I were placing a long distance call to somewhere in outer space, I hope it will soon become more automatic for me, instead of seeming like a total and out-of-the-ordinary surprise each time You show up inside the awareness I am having.

I notice that slowing down the worldly expectations I have of myself, and giving myself permission to enjoy life, helps tremendously.

PS: Are we only supposed to ask questions in HEAVEN when we are confused or troubled? Or does it fit the format for us to simply share insights, even if there isn't really a question? I felt like I was stretching a bit here to try to turn this into some sort of question. It was really more of a small epiphany which I wanted to share with HEAVENreaders. I liked when Diane shared the realization she learned from You and Molly about not waiting for happiness.

God to Tina:

Whatever you want! Whatever you want, you can have!

There is something about Me that wants to be shared. There is something about Me that wants thoughts of Me shared. You cannot keep Me to yourself, because there is no little self there that can contain Me. Wholeness wants to be wholeness. I am a bubble of laughter within you, and I must out. And then, out and in become one, and there is no difference.

Maybe My children can take a box of chocolates to their room, and eat them one by one all by themselves, but you cannot take Me to your room and keep Me there only for you.

My magnificence cannot be hoarded nor rationed.

I am a God of big strokes. I must paint on a big canvas. I cannot confine Myself to a small square. Infinity and universality form the right canvas for Me.

Tina, I ask you to continue to share Me. Share Me more. Bring others to Me. Round up people for Me. I want all of My family, not some.

I am the Great Denominator. I am the Great Commoner. I am the Great Uniter. I am the Great Magnet that pulls you.

Gloria is a mailroom attendee. She sorts the mail. I give her permission to edit. Heavenletters belongs no more to her than it does to you. It belongs to all at My behest. Heavenletters will move along with you according to your desires. Anything of Me is not static. That is what you are saying in your letter, dear Tina. That is your epiphany.

All is My Will, but My Will moves with yours.

Life is evolving. Heavenletters evolves. It has to grow, just as you do. It has to expand. It has to break boundaries, just as you do.

When is your will your will and not Mine? How do you know the difference? When you want to share Me, you know that is My Will. My Will is like a muscle you flex. Your muscles long to be themselves and do what muscles do. My Will within you longs for fruition. My Will longs to share not take. I have no motive beyond the giving of Myself. More and more your motive — I talk to everyone here — will be to share Me. Nothing else will suffice. Your motive will be the same as Mine. Motive is will. Motive starts the will, sets it off. Small motives will not sustain you.

The most mouth-watering chocolate will not sustain you.

A glass of water will not sustain you.

You want the fountain.

You want beauty.

You want riches.

And none of it means much by yourself. Your heart longs to say: "Here is God's beauty. It is mine and it is yours. It is ours. God says that we are one; you and I are one. And He also says that we are One with Him. And that is We. And We want to be One, not one. And that is what sharing God does. It helps us to know that aloneness is not. Oneness is."

And, so, Tina, it was My Will that you write your email to Heavenletters and Me. And it is My Will still.

How many ways of sharing Me can you find?

Christ brought Me to life. Brought Me to life. He took Me from Heaven and told the world that I walk beside him, that I am a common God, and a God of love. Christ did nothing but what was. I was where he was. He did nothing outstanding. What he was was outstanding. When you stand on a mountain, you are who you are, only you are standing on a mountain.

Christ did not have disciples. I had disciples. Christ drew them to Me, but they were My disciples.

Heavenletters belongs to Me. Today, you are My Heavenreaders. You are disciples called Heavenreaders. What did you think you were? Something apart from Me? You are followers of My Will. That is what disciples are. Jesus was a disciple. And you are a disciple. You are a practicer of My Will.

Tina, I will always be a delightful surprise for you. Each morning the sun rises, and yet it is new and breathtaking. I am the Sun. And you shine in the light of the Sun.