Gloria to God:
Dear Trusted Father, I realize that we can develop deep questionless faith in You because You have enormous faith in us.
God:
My nature is to trust, and what is My nature is yours as well.
I let these multitudes of My ignorant innocent children go out and play unsupervised. I watch over you, but I do not hover. I do not restrict your freedom. I keep My hands off. I guide you and tend you, but I trust in you to get back Home to Me.
I am at Home waiting while My love and attention follow you, up and down mountain-paths that you see as fraught with danger. I know no danger can befall you. If I thought you could be hurt, then I would be like any other nervous parent who hesitates to see you go on your own.
The freedom I give you is the same freedom you give Me when you turn over your desires to Me.
You do not say, "I turn over this to you, God, to fix as I want this minute."
You say, "I turn this over to You."
As I have turned your life over to you, I also pray that you do My Will. It is My Will that you have freedom, and that you follow My Will for your freedom and return to Me quickly.
And when you don't, I don't stamp my foot and say, "That blankety-blank didn't do what I wanted the way I wanted."
The point We are coming to here is responsibility foisted somewhere. This is another shade of control.
When your loved one did not return, when your loved one died, when your dog was lost and not found — with all your prayers and tears, he was not — you perhaps held me responsible.
Gloria:
Dear God, I don't think I ever did blame You for anything. I did not even think of You to have the thought You could be responsible. Anyone who blamed You was probably ahead of me because they were at least thinking of You. I was blaming myself.
God:
I was not talking about you personally, dear child. But when you blame yourself, you are blaming Me. And those who hold Me responsible would rather not lay the responsibility on themselves, so there is not much difference. All this control results from holding on.
You can bemoan what has been and what has not been; you can point out its injustice to your life and betrayal to your heart, or you can say:
"I give over what has happened, and what did not, to My God. My life belongs to Him anyway.
"I do not tell God what to do.
"I ask for what I believe I want, and God gives His answer, and I accept. I wish to make God's response easy for Him.
"There is nothing else I can do, in any case, so I might as well be a good sport in life and smile back at God and forgive Him for what I have seen as His trespasses."
The theme for this morning is response to the age-old lament: "God did not answer my prayer. How could He not?"
Change that thinking to: "I will answer God's prayers."
When you feel life knocks you down, say:
"I pick myself up with grace and ask God again to help me know what He and I want.
"I do not have to know why. I may be simply incapable of understanding why, but I accept that God knows why and God knows what He is doing. I give Him His freedom and my blessings to be God, as free as He wants me to be.
"So I free myself of regrets, recriminations, and remorse, and I step into this moment of Now, ready to receive its light and messages, and to be a good servant of God, a ready follower of His Will.
"I trust Him. He knows better than I. I have faith in His leadership.
"I unclench my hold on matters. This allows me to swim downstream. This releasing all to God allows me to soar to Heaven.
"After all, who am I to tell God what to do? Better I let Him tell me, and I listen.
"How selfish can I get?
"Let me relinquish selfishness.
"Let me think of God. That is thinking of Love. When I think of God's Love, I remember I am love too, and I remember peace, and I become wise.
"God is not selfish, this I know. He is not vindictive. He cannot be because He does not judge. He loves.
"And He loves me.
"That seems like a miracle to me! God loves me! He notices me, and He waits for me with the infinite patience of a seed.
"I see now that patience is trust. All is surrendered.
"I cannot break my connection to my Father Who created me. I will not try.
"I will trust that He knows what time I must rise in life and what time I must sleep.
"I trust He knows what He is doing. I know I don't know what I am doing, and I am glad He knows.
"It is not really that I hand myself over to You, dear God, for You have always held me. I hand over to you now my petulance and give you carte-blanche with my life.
"Remove my shards of negativity and restore me to Your wholeness.
"I so much want to be Your reward. Help me to grow in Your garden. It is Yours, not mine. I only grow here at your request.
"I grow in Your garden and face to you, My Father, the Sun, and that is how I grow. You water me and feed me, and you give me Yourself to grow to.
"I receive Your rays, and winds, and rain, and I face You with a loving heart all the while, for I know Your hand will reach down and pick me for Heaven.
"Thank You, my Heavenly Father."
Mother Divine:
All the troubles of the world come from being so serious! Life is play. Why make it drudgery?
When you don't demand, expect, insist, then life is fun.
God is fun, have you noticed?
God is all the things you want to be.
Swoon over God and not your life.