Sandra to God:

Dear God, I've had some extraordinary things happen to me the last few months. I haven't won the lottery, but I have experienced some strong help or guidance upon having to make everyday decisions. It has been almost like a swoosh of advice comes into my head.

Also many of the things that I used to worry about have either vanished or worked out. I get the right phone call, the right letter, talk to the right person, and things eventually fall into place. This is not to say that I still don't experience some doubt or insecurities in my everyday life.

I keep asking myself: Is this a fluke? Luck? or really direction from You, Dear God?

As You know, I am in constant dialogue with You. Are You really helping me? It doesn't seem real to me that God would personally guide me.

Lovingly Yours, Sandra

God:

My blossoming Sandra, what will happen when you have total faith in Me? With the shred of puzzled faith that you have, the right letter comes, the right person, the right phone call, things fall into place, worries are less or even vanish. Who is doing this, Sandra? You and I are doing this. You talk to Me, and you increasingly know that I am with you. Our dialogue. Our love back and forth is doing this.

You let Me enter your life. You include Me. That is the secret. Your ego got shot, and you let Me in.

When you include Me, your control vanishes. Your non-interference allows the waves to flow. You have opened the locks of the dam. And your every-day life rises.

If you did not have a body, Sandra, you would know that you are worthy. The you that is you is surrounded with a form that you think separates you from Me. You think, How can one out of so many bodies have God in attendance?

You think, as the world has taught you, that either God does not exist really, or, if He does, He exists for others, not a fallible Human being named Sandra. You are like the little poor child who looks in the candy store window, and then a customer comes out and gives the child some candy. "Wow! For me? Really? I can have this? It's meant for me?" And the child pops the bon-bon into her mouth, still not quite believing her good fortune even as she accepts it.

Am I, God, real? I am the only Real.

What will happen, Sandra, when you really have faith in Me and yourself?

This is not to imply that your life in its entirety will be hunky-dory from your point of view. But you will know, as you do know now, that it is on a higher plane.

You are never alone.

My love through you reaches out further.

You have opened your heart and you are sharing it.

Your very question shares your heart with Heavenreaders.

When will you believe that you are a blessing? If you are My child, how can you be otherwise? What would I create that could be less than a blessing? My children are blessings I have given. They are My love manifest. I made each in My image, and no two alike. How can that be? Everyone alike, and everyone different? Only I can do this. I am a Master Craftsman.

You are My message in a bottle sent out on the ocean to reach another heart far from shore. And the message you carry is: "Here is God's love in a Human form. I am God's love sent to you. This message is yours. It is for you. This portion of God's love that is I is also you. I am you. You are me. You and I and God are We. Pass the word."

Yes, I enter day-to-day lives, and I enter yours. I sweep you up in My arms and carry you with Me as you carry Me along with you. In tandem. Sandra and I riding one bicycle on the firmament into the horizon. Or on concrete into the world. What difference when We ride together.

Sandra, about the lottery. People may think it is the money they want to win, but it is really I, God, that they want. They think the lottery proves that I exist and that I love them. They want to know I exist and that they are favored. They want to know that it is possible that the Sun shines on them.

But there is no need to win the lottery in order to know that. Know My love without the lottery. I am not a gamble. I am a Sure Thing. I am a Winner every time.

You are learning to bet on Me, dear Sandra. That is what letting go of the reins is. And you are letting go of the reins and the rains and letting the Sun in.

Welcome to My heart, dear one. It is yours.

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Abby to Heavenletters:

June 25th's Heavenletter about Diane's pain was most timely. I've had a terrible sore throat and cough for the past week and I've been talking to God about pain too, but I also had a lot of other things on my mind so I never went to the level Diane went to about it. Diane seems to have such a good perspective! It's so easy to forget how little pain really is sometimes!

Julie to Marianne:

Thank you for your wonderful question and God's gracious answer on June 26. I am the mother of two teenage sons and the questions you ask I have asked every day. Our wonderful God is so kind and loving, He answers me through you and many others. Thank you, dear Marianne, and God's blessings for your precious son.

Diane to Marianne:

Dear Marianne, What an opportunity you have to live into these words! What an opportunity we all have to live into these words. Bless you for being open to this experience. Bless you for sharing it. Thank You, God, for Your wisdom.