Katrina to Gloria:
I am so excited about doing the Phone Ask God Workshop, and I appreciate your commitment to this and all the openness in Heavenletters. My heart just keeps opening more and more as if finally I am not afraid to let this all in. God is so awesome, it is sometimes hard to comprehend. Good thing it is of the heart, for my mind is too logical to believe.
Looking forward to talking to you.
God:
Good thing that God things are of the heart, for the heart is a finder, whereas, the mind is a nomad.
The mind is a scribbler, a dabbler, a dilettante, a wise guy, a formulator.
The mind skates on the surface.
The heart knows only depth.
The heart knows everything.
The mind knows nothing.
The mind thinks it knows.
But the heart knows.
The mind makes up excuses.
The heart reveals truth.
The mind is a con artist.
The heart tells truth.
Listen to My heart in yours.
Throw out the contents of the bedraggled mind.
Open the doors of your heart.
You don't always have to be thinking.
The mind tries to explain.
The heart reveals.
The mind belongs subservient to the heart.
Let it be a tool of the heart.
Let it not be the wielder.
Let Me speak through your heart.
Put your ear to your heart.
Listen to what I say there.
It may seem, at first, like distant drums.
But, after a while, it will become unmistakable.
Take My voice into the world, and let your mind rest.
Gloria to Heavenreaders:
When I reread the above, I remembered an email from Sandra that I believe I forgot to include. If I am repeating it, it is well worth repeating. It seemed to crystallize for me that faith comes from the heart and doubt from the mind. Sandra is referring to the November 18 Heavenletter.
Sandra to Gloria:
Thank you so much for sharing Karen's e-mail with us. Reading her strong words of faith make it seem so easy. Also she reminds me that faith is not an intellectual or head game.
Gloria, this has got to be the hardest test of our life. We really believe, want to believe, or don't believe. Pick one.
Then, after we pick, it doesn't seem to hold. I can really identify with what I call whooshes of fear.
You know how people have personal trainers or coaches?
I think I need a God teacher with me all day to keep me focussed.
I hope you are doing better today. I will read today's Heaven, which just came in, to find out!
God:
You have a God teacher with you all day. It is I.
Of course, Gloria was better the next day. Fear ends. Always temporary. Love never ends. A permanent state is love. Faith is the end of fear. It is the surety of love. Faith is like insurance. Once you have it, you can breathe. You are covered no matter what happens.
With faith, you know that nothing happens but love.
Gloria:
I am becoming so aware of this issue of wanting validation from people when, all the time, you validate us far more, far more meaningfully, and far more truthfully than any human being ever could.
God:
Well, My validation counts for something. The world's is a passing fancy. Here today, gone tomorrow.
Gloria:
And yet, dear God, it can sure be a nice passing fancy!
God:
Enjoy it, but know it for what it is and know you don't have to have it. Your well-being does not depend upon it.
Gloria:
Lauren had a beautiful job interview yesterday. It was Cinderella-like from beginning to end. Three friends of hers got the interview set up for her in the company they work in! The interviewer was sold on her before she got there, but he was even more impressed when he met her in person and saw her resume. He said she needed something bigger than a project manager position in his department, and he is personally going to circulate her resume and find her a worthy position within the company. He instructed her to get back to him every few days. Now she has a champion.
Lauren is well aware that she needs to gain her own sense of worth from within and not from outside, so she was almost apologetic for feeling elated by this wonderful turn of events!
God, it really is time that Lauren got rewarded.
God:
Yes.
And I would like to remind Lauren that she has a Champion in Me.
When you need reward from the outside, it somehow pushes what you want away from you. When you love yourself, reward rushes to you.
Karen to Gloria:
Remember, Gloria — listen here — people that are spiritual can be selfish too. They always want, and they want validation.
Gloria:
Dear God, we are supposed to desire, aren't we? But if we want something it seems to become want, want, want, and that is selfish, isn't it? Selfish is not part of Your Will.
God:
Although the words desire and want are used interchangeably, they are not the same. Want has a certain amount of insistence with it. A certain amount of foot-stamping. An insinuation of lack. The expression "someone in want" means needy, means they don't have, and there is obligation for them to have. There is a certain petulance and smallness to a want. It is almost, just almost, like stealing. You have to have it. There is a gimme, gimme, gimme quality about wanting. There is an implied control with a want.
Desire is a soft rippling. It is like pointing an arrow in a direction. It is like looking at something in a store window and enjoying it. The word desire brings bigger things with it. You desire good for the world. You desire to know Me.
You want a good job, a good husband, a vacation. Nothing wrong with that. It's good, but there may be an edge of selfishness to it. A desire is more open-ended. A desire is perhaps more like an orchestra and a want more like something stuck in your throat.
Gloria:
Karen has said that wanting is a form of control, and I begin to see that.
And yet, dear God, I remember pounding a pillow years ago, and saying I want to know You, and I want to know I know You. I was definitely demanding. I was totally selfish. I wasn't thinking of anything but myself.
And then, after a while, You came, and my want was fulfilled!
God:
It so happens that that was what I wanted as well!
And, of course, you know that I didn't appear. You just started to see what was. You had a strong desire for Me, and I had a strong desire for you.
And there is still more to come.