Gloria to God:
Naturally, I think about faith a lot and what it is and I want more of it. But one example of faith is in the act of Godwriting itself. It is big faith when I, or anyone, asks You something and then write down what comes.
I don't hear sound, but the words come through somehow into a range of hearing before the appearance of sound. I guess I am saying I hear thought which somehow translates into language.
The act of Godwriting is faith. And then accepting that these worded thoughts are from You is more faith.
God:
Gloria, you accept by default.
Some day you will accept, not because there is nothing else to think, but because your faith in Me is greater than it is now.
To have greater faith in Me means you have to have greater faith in yourself, to accept that Great God would really love and want to talk to imperfect you.
In your eyes, to be perfect and have the faith that you are My child and My confidante is not so hard. To be imperfect is another matter. To know My love for you and confidence in you takes greater faith in yourself and in Me.
What kind of a God is this Who doesn't wait for His children to be perfect before calling on them and welcoming them to visit Him?
You would dress up in finery before you visited a king on earth. But this King of Heaven beckons you to appear as you are, full of fault and ignorance and to leave pride in your appearance aside.
I entreat you, all of you, to take away your false pride and come to Me just as you are. I do not want My children to wait any longer. You think you have to reach some point, some high point, before you can come back to Me, but I tell you to come to Me as you are right now, this minute, ready or not.
I say you are ready. Whom will you believe?
Who is there to believe but Me? Who is mightier? Who loves you as much? Who is as loyal? Who knows as much? Whose vision encompasses Mine? Do you have a choice to make here?
Gloria:
Just what do You mean when You say to come to You?
God:
Just turn to Me. Acknowledge Me. Accept that I AM, and that I AM in your heart. Accept what you are to Me. Accept that I am fervent about you. Accept that I want you more than I want anything else. Accept that you are loved. Accept that I love you. Accept that you are lovable. Accept that you are Mine, and I am yours.
Don't give up anything. Just add Me. Put Me on as a ring or as a hat or as your watch or as salt on your food or as listening to the pulse of your heart. Think of Me. Think of My love for you. That is all I ask. That little I ask will make all the difference in the world.
My children wait to be something before they come before Me.
They wait to arrive at some height of perfection before they will give themselves the full pleasure of Me.
You will wait a long time if you do that. You have waited a long time.
I do not make you wait.
I say you are ready. I say you have already arrived. I say you are worthy. I say you hold yourself back.
I play a flute endlessly calling you to Me.
I send you gold-bordered invitations.
I send angels to carry you.
And you say, "Not yet, God. I'm not ready. I have to be other than I am before I can present myself to You."
I say that coming to Me is a come-as-you-are event.
There is nothing you have to bring but your willingness.
I will invite you again and again until you put down your ideas and come leap to My heart in love.
Gloria:
I guess we Humans tend to look at what's wrong with us rather than what is good.
God:
You definitely look at tarnish more than shine.
I tell you you are all shine.
If you don't see your shine, it is because you look at flimsy cover-up. More than look at, you look for it.
Look beneath the surface.
Look to your truth.
I tell you that you are beautiful.
You say, "Oh, no, I'm ugly."
I say, "How can My child be ugly?"
You say, "But I make mistakes. I do wrong. I lack."
I say, "How can My child be unworthy to be My child?"
You say, "But, God, I don't know anything."
And I say, "But, child, you think you know more than I. You believe yourself more than you believe Me. You believe in your ignorance more than in My knowledge. You believe in your darkness more than in My light."
I ask Myself why that is so. How is it that My children hear voices louder than Mine?
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Diane to God:
Dear God, God's answer to me yesterday was perfect and beautiful, as usual.
Jona to Gloria:
Dear Gloria, I'm sorry about your Apricot. I hope you won't be lonely without your dog. It sounded like she was precious to you. Bye, Jona
Tina to Gloria and Lauren:
I am so sorry for the empty feeling your home must have without Ginger. I am glad that she is not suffering and that she is Home with God and Molly. I will put you in my prayers when I light my candles tonight. Love and hugs to you both.
Ruth to Heavenletters:
Dear Gloria, thank you as always for the wonderful Heavenletters. I'm giving you the email addresses of two friends who would welcome a taste of Heavenletters.
I hope you are doing well in spite of your sweet Ginger's transition.
Lots of love to you.