A sprout from a mung bean will grow to become a mung bean.

What can a child of Mine become but what I AM? This is your true destiny, to be as I AM, which is what you truly are. True, you have your peculiarities, but what does that matter? Whether you are a redhead or a blonde, what does that have to do with anything? Whether you are tall or short, you are My child. What does it matters what country you come from? Whatever your individuality entails, you are still My child. So be it.

A child of Mine is full of grace. Whatever day you were born on, you are full of grace.

What if you had known this all your life? What if you know this now and accept it as the truth of you? Is it so hard to say: "I am a child of God, and I know this in my heart. I know My Source, and, therefore, I know myself. I know my heritage, and I know My path and My destiny. A child serves his Father. I serve my Father according to my consciousness. I serve freely. That is my choice as well as any other. I choose to serve."

It is not always clear to My children what My Will is, yet you know My Will enough that you know in general what My Will is not. When you are in a difficult situation and you have choices to make, you may not know which exact choice I want you to make. I want you to choose from your own free will. You are not a robot to whom I give precise directions. Would I ask more of you than to choose as best you can? When you are two years old you choose one way. When you are twenty-two and so on, you choose another.

As a child of God, you forage for yourself. So what if you climb the wrong tree? Climb back down, move on, climb another tree. You had to make a decision, and you made it. Congratulate yourself that you made a decision. The fact is that you are making decisions every moment. You are accountable for your choices, but that does not mean you are to stew or grieve about them. Even when you make a choice you later regret, you cannot be sure your choice was wrong. It may be wrong in everyone's eyes, yet who can say with finality that it wasn't, in the myriad of life decisions, the right choice at the moment. The wonderful thing about all the choices you have to make is that you can make new ones.

No one said that a child of God is a perfect chooser. If you had to be perfect in the eyes of the world, that is, you might bite your fingernails and make no choice at all for fear of making the wrong one. I am not so hard a taskmaster to ask you to always make perfect choices. I say to make fine choices to as best you are able.

Do not mix up choices with what you might like. You might like the snazzy car you see on the corner, and, no matter how much you may want it, you know it is not in your best interest to take the car away from its rightful owner. That is not a dilemma, beloveds. You do know better than to put your wants before your honor and integrity. You do know better than to steal a car. Honor yourself enough to be a credit to yourself.

Whatever you have done in the past, now you rise to the summit of life.