Gloria to God:
It seems to me that how Godwriting comes is the way to live life. Like today, I sit down, and I have no idea what is going to come. There's a clean slate. You write on it. I haven't planned what You will say etc. I am just open to come-what-may.
God:
And that is how to live life. And not judge it as it comes along. Because you just can't. You don't have the basis, and you are too close to it.
And to judge another's life, to score their happiness or their decisions, is running away from your own.
Gloria:
I have a skylight in my bedroom, and it's a large long one. As I looked up through it just now, I thought the whole ceiling should be glass so the whole sky would always be there. I thought, when people lived and slept outdoors, they had the whole sky looking down on them, the starlight touching them, and they would know how grand and vast You are all the time, and how they are a part of it, even if just a dot.
God:
The sky puts things in perspective.
Gloria:
What more would You like to tell me this beautiful morning, dear God?
God:
Kinship with others teaches you about Me. With every interchange, you are exploring My range. Even in the finite, I am found. Even in the most miniscule, I am.
The heart that beats in love sings My song. It is that simple. Love is My song. Love is My telephone line. That is how you reach Me.
Whatever you do, you do for Me.
Whatever wind blows your way, it is a gift of love from Me to you, no matter how unseeming that may be.
Every heartbreak leads to Me.
Hearts that serve rather than ask do not break. Only a rigidly expecting heart can break.
A heart in love melts, and reaches Me. It is "reduced" to Me.
In the morning, when you wake up, greet the day thus:
"God, I know nothing by myself. You are God Almighty. I am a whisper of Your heart.
"It is good I know nothing because then I can welcome everything.
"Not one hair of Your creation is out of place.
"Life is not a throw of the dice.
"It is the lay of the land.
"It is a chosen gift. It is not a random splash.
"It is a fish winnowing its way.
"I can paint as I will on this screen of life. I can choose my colors. I can know what I want. I have my pick.
"I am a favored child of God, one of the all who are His favorites.
"That is His blessing, that He loves all the same, with love that cannot be smaller, only more.
"God sings His song to me, His song of love. I hear it. It follows me all through the day. His loving refrain echoes in my blood.
"I am God's love made manifest. I am what He has created and found beautiful. I am God's heart made a picture of. God does not apologize for how He has drawn me. He admires His handwork. And I shall do the same.
"I shall admire myself today. I shall see the God within so I can open my eyes to the God without.
"I thank you, God, for what you have wrought. I admire Your creation and bless it along with You.
"I feel your love this morning, and it nourishes me all day long.
"I carry You in my heart like candy in my mouth. The sweetness permeates my whole being.
"You have opened the stores of the earth for me. You have opened the day, and given it to me.
"You give one daily. A whole new day every time.
"You ask me to fill it with beautiful paintings.
"You invite everyone to this day with the same instructions, to fill it with love, for there is nothing else You have given us but that.
"It is a great joke I made up to think that You could present me with anything else.
"You give of Yourself entirely, and You give to me, and what do You have to give but Your love?
"I accept it. I too will allow myself to be the love You made me, and to offer Your generous love to Your other children.
"I am made in Your image! What a wonderful thing! And even if I cannot fully believe it, I will believe it. I will believe it, that I am Yours, Your gift to me, made for joy, Yours and mine.
"So I offer thanks today for myself, that You fashioned me, yes, me, and today I will fill Your shoes."
Gloria:
Dear Mother Divine, Nancy sent in some questions to ask you, one about this being in truth and speaking truth. She likes sweetness. What is the balance between speaking truth and being kind?
Mother Divine:
Only the truth is kind. Sweetness that belies the truth is a game. "I will kid you, and you will kid me."
And some people's whole life is a Let's Pretend game.
Why do God's children think of truth as negative?
Judgment is not truth.
Truth doesn't mean everything has to be what you wish.
If you feel truth is something that is better hidden, you deny the God in you Who is truth.
We will talk more about the details of truth-telling tomorrow. After the beautiful prayer God gave you, it is hard for you to relate to little things like sparing your own feelings at the expense of truth.