Nancy L. to Gloria:
Dear Gloria, I really appreciated Jon's questions. So many of us have similar things with our spouses. Tom, also, has resisted reading God's words because his childhood memories of what God was supposed to be like. At first he resisted reading them. Now he doesn't read everyday but more often.
Heavenletters mean so much to me. I feel the love that God has for me, and I believe I can pass it on. Today I called my mother. I called and told her that the reason I called her was to tell her that I love her.
What a step this has been for me! She is eighty-two years old. I don't remember ever telling her that I love her except when I signed a letter. I do remember once, when I was about five or six years old, that she told me that she and my father loved me. But it has not been something that we did very often. It felt good to tell her but it wasn't easy. Now maybe I can do it more often.
I definitely feel the changes coming in me due to my growing awareness of my connection with God.
I am also so proud of you, Gloria, for your response to Miranda's emails. It was kind of her to give you feedback, and you handled it wisely, so kindly too. It will give her something to think about. The influence God is having with you is evident.
God:
Now is the time for everything.
The time for undoing.
The time for catching up outer with inner.
The time for noticing who you are.
The time for being who you are.
Time for a glimpse of Heaven. Look into the mirror, the sky. What do you see?
Only you.
Look at all the "you's" running around.
Sit still. Let them come to you.
That is all you have to do.
Be.
Receive.
Accept.
And in the accepting, waves of Our light, waves of rolling escalating Godlight from you, surround the universe.
You are no small thing.
You are not a dot on the universe.
You are it.
Welcome.
What magnificence I created.
What a Creator I am.
What a creator you are.
Look, and step aside.
Watch the show.
Curtain going up on your life today.
The sun rising unveils the screen. Day and life on the screen are beheld, and they bow down to you.
Behold your day, for I have given it to you as a small token of my regard.
The sun is rising, and so are you.
So gently and frequently, you rise.
It is like you swim through waters, but it is life itself you swim through, and you swim to Me through Me, for I am the waters and the shore, and I am you, the swimmer, calling to Myself.
And I answer, "I am here."
And I say, "You are here too."
I say, "Where can you be that I am not?
I am here, and all is well.
You have reached shore, and still you swim.
And still I am with you."
Gloria:
Dear God, will we ever understand the mysteries of life?
God:
Yes.
When you accept, you will understand.
Not understanding is also a form of control.
Be the water that life swims through, and you will neither accept nor refuse. You will be neutral. Or be the innocent swimmer, and you will also be neutral as you see what you pass by. Life passes through you, or you pass through it. Leave what is now behind, and you do not accumulate.
Free as a bird in the air or free as a fish in the sea. Or as free as the air or as free as the sea. Free is free. Unbounded. Unattached. Uncircumvented. Flowing like robes that follow and flow wherever the King goes.
Make life easy, not hard.
What if you believed that life was easy?
You have believed it was hard.
Now believe it is easy. See the ease with which it appears before you and holds gifts out for you in its two hands.
That is one mystery of life: That which you believe, you see. You see not what is before you but what you believe is before you. If you saw what is before you, you would see Me accompanying your life and holding doors open for you and leading the way that you simply follow with eyes wide open and heart eager for what is next.
You unfold a map, and you keep unfolding. You do not legislate what country will appear next. You open the map to find out. Open your life like a map, and see My Name everywhere.
Do not begrudge your life.
Believe it.
Believing isn't the same as expecting.
Believing is knowing.
You might as well believe truth. You believe everything else!
You believe every advertisement.
Now believe Me.
Perhaps I should take an ad out in a paper.
By the time it reached the stands, My ad would appear blank because eyes would not believe what they see.
Perhaps, for now, any white space you see, consider that it is Mine. Silence on a page or a respite of silence in your life — regard as Me. Any expanse, regard as Me. Any clear counter, regard as Me. Any clean glass, regard as Me. Any bare wall. The horizon. Blue sky. Green grass. Sunlight. Moonlight.
And what would My advertisement say, if you could see it?
It would say — now, let Me think a moment as to what it would say…
Should I let you fill in the space or should I?
Gloria:
You!
God:
Then I will write: Hello.
That is My message to you today.
Hello.
Carry My message in your heart today.
Now a note for Tina:
Tina, have you heard My messages for you today? They are written here. Underline them. Take them to heart.
Take out what has been filling your heart, and put My messages there. Fill your heart with new energy, not old; light, not sludge; now, not past. Empty your heart so you can fill it with Me. Give Me your unconditional love.