Going Beyond

God said:

It seems you want to know everything. You want to know how and why. You want to know all the connections in life and what makes two and two. It seems you become like a busybody when it comes to the mechanics of life. It is not your mission to figure out all the wherefore’s and why’s of life. You do not require explanations. When it comes to life, it’s more like it’s acceptance that you require. Let your motto be: Move On.

Know when it’s your curiosity. What purpose does having to know serve you? Why, why, why? you ask. Why did a loved one die and in the prime of life? Why did you cut your finger? Well, maybe you do need to know why the car didn’t start. Or, maybe not. Maybe you just need to call someone to come get it started. You mind is meant to be filled with more than answers.

You can’t know everything. You can’t turn the transcendent level of life into facts. It’s a fact that a loved one died – that is, in terms of the world – it’s fact that a loved one died. On a deeper level, no one dies. It is not to be a struggle for you to come to terms with what occurs on the surface level of life. It’s not necessary that you clutter your mind.

On the transcendent level, you have to let go and take to Going Forward. Letting go is a commandment. You do not want to clutter and clog your life. There are matters that you have to move on from.

Beloveds, when you ask Me why this or why that happened, are you perhaps offering Me a reproach? It’s okay if you don’t understand why. What is more important for you to know is to how to deal with that which may well be difficult for you to deal with. Let go of being appalled. Go Beyond.

Have you not on occasion been My inquisitor and put Me on trial? Would you arrest Me and insist that I confess? Confess what, beloveds? I will confess that you do not understand. There is a wide swath between understanding and accepting. Search for understanding is sometimes staying stuck. Acceptance says:

“Okay, I don’t understand. I don’t understand most of life. I realize that I am not to be an accountant of life. I do not have to account for everything and make a system of checks and balances. It’s not my province. It is not in my best interest to make sure that all the T’s are crossed. May I use my God-given energy wisely and well. I have no need to run around in circles. My path is straight, and I go forward. Forward is always the direction I go in. I do not go back and back. Onward I Go.

“Most of my questions are loaded, for I have judged. Who am I to judge?”

Beloveds, nor are you to reproach yourself. There is more to life than reproaching yourself or anyone. Whatever you reproach yourself for, let go of it and not reproach again.

You like to talk about reality in the world. In world reality then, in this world of illusion, everything that occurs may well not be according to your will, nor will everything be according to your understanding. Allow, beloveds, that life does not have to be according to your standards or understanding. You don’t have to protest when life is not just what you want or is opposed to what you want. You have to give life more than an inch. You have to give Me more than an inch. You have to give yourself more than an inch. Give yourself the gift of letting go. Make room for life. Be big-hearted.

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The gift of letting go.


It seems you want to know everything. You want to know how and why.
On the transcendent level, you have to let go and take to Going Forward.
May I use my God-given energy wisely and well.
Allow, beloveds, that life does not have to be according to your standards or understanding.
Give yourself the gift of letting go. Make room for life. Be big-hearted.

So thankful for this great advice. I have to over and over again be reminded to the "letting go".
Much love,
Uta

Letting Go

I have to agree with you Uta. I am working on it as well, A friend told me the other day every day is a new day to do better than yesturday.
Sincerely
Monika

Your reply catched me at the

Your reply catched me at the very right moment. Thank you Monika!
Much love,
Uta