Judith to God:

Dear God, I have not written for awhile, but have been reading Your great letters and the replies from other Heavenletter readers. They have been very helpful in that I have been allowing the idea/intent of always returning to You in any situation or moment to become a part of my everyday reality.

I have an impulse that has been with me for quite some time. It is that I (and my daughter), would like to have one or two more children as well as a loving, responsible and intelligent husband. I have begun classes for adoption and so I am putting this intention out to the Universe, to You.

I wonder if You will please put Your attention on this for me. Thank You.

God:

Dear Judith, I am always attending that the right people get together.

You have a desire to open your home.

That is your desire to open your heart.

To let more love into your life.

Have lazy desire.

That way you will not block its fruition from you.

Do not hold the desire.

Have it and let it go.

Easy desire.

I like your word impulse.

You cannot hold on to an impulse or it is impulse no longer.

Let your impulse pulse itself.

Do not take it over.

Have lazy, easy desire.

Desire comes from somewhere.

Desire, whether long or short-lived, has a purpose.

Love the purpose of the desire more than the desire.

The purpose of your desire for more family is to know My love more, give more of it, to be swinging with Me.

Just as if you desired a beautiful painting, over and above the painting itself is the beauty in your life that you really desire.

Where is there greater opportunity to give and receive love than through children? And especially through children without homes. And where is there greater opportunity to find the depth of your love than in a marriage? What better opportunity to learn non-judgment than in a marriage?

Remember you do not need to have this fine husband, and the more children that you desire. If you need them, must have them, have to have them, then control is operating. In that case, you would be wanting them to serve you. In that case, back off a little until you feel more neutral. Turn your desire for them to desire to serve Me.

Let the husband and children come to you. Be open to them. Live your life now as if you had everything you wanted. The room in your heart is being made. Uplift your life now. Set your table as if husband and family were there. And, yes, take the adoption class.

Make Me paramount in your life, dear Judith. As you are learning to do. Turn to Me. Keep looking upward at Me. Have the desire to fulfill My Will. That is how you find treasures at your feet.

Gloria:

Dear God, I heard once that when a child is adopted, he is where he is supposed to be.

God:

At this moment, all is in its right place.

Whatever is now is in perfect orchestration.

Gloria to God:

Dear God, it does seem that little Ginger in her death expanded the territory of her influence.

God:

As well as in her life.

She expanded the territory of her love. Her life and her passing are both testaments to love. What more could she do than that? That is what a messenger from Me does. He expands the boundaries of love. Ginger showed you a deeper well of love and urged you to drink. She took you to a school of love and urged you to learn. How happy she was to be with you, and how happy she is now.

Gloria:

The hurt of missing Ginger comes in and out, dear God. Sometimes I can think of her with love and joy, and other times the thought of her brings new sharp pain.

I have had dogs in the long past. The last one before Sunshine and Ginger was probably 25 years ago. The order of my dogs was: Teddy, Mickey, Donald, Collar, Frisky. Each had its own special sweetness. Collar I can still cry for, but the others are just names now. I can picture all of them, but I have no emotion except for Collar and, of course, Ginger.

Yesterday I started to grieve at the thought that some day Ginger will only be a name.

God:

Would you really keep the pain acute, Gloria? For what reason? Would you keep sharpening your pain of loss?

I am a Mountain. Put your attention on the Mountain. All of this in relative life, the joy and the pain, is nothing but a hill of beans. You have a Mountain to think about. You will come to the Mountain, and all your loved ones will be there. Nothing changed in your life but the shape of the hill of beans. Some of the beans tumbled, that's all. You weep for a hill of beans.

Have joy in the Mountain where all are joined and nothing is changed.

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Diane to God:

Dear God, thank You so much for Your beautiful response to my question! With Your help, I am moving through this grieving with such blessed heart openings. I am so grateful.

Julie to God:

Thank You for loving us so much.