Gloria:
Dear God, life would certainly be easier if we knew the right choice to make. Is life learning to make good choices?
God:
No. Life is learning Who you are and where you are.
You think there is only one right choice and one wrong one. You think you only have two choices.
The choice to be with Me is made, Gloria. You would agree you have made that choice?
Gloria:
Yes, but I can't say 1000%.
God:
Yes, you can. You can say it. Say it.
Gloria:
You are my choice 1000%.
God:
How does it feel saying that?
Gloria:
Good.
God:
Now, then, what is the big deal with any other decision? Are they not minor?
Gloria:
In terms of the relative, they seem big. Next to You, yes, they are minor.
God:
Then, Gloria, look at Me as a divine painting of God in long flowing robes. The hem of My robe is made of many little folds. Which little fold of My hem do you choose to put your finger on? How crucial is it which fold you choose?
All your decisions in life are like that. Once you have Me, you have Me. You are at My feet. All the decisions that you feel are big are really minute. You only have minute decisions. Do not give them and the world the power of your heart. You give that to Me. Your heart you give to Me.
Do not give your heart to the IRS.
The IRS is a little shadow of my hem, and you turn it into a power.
Gloria:
For a second I even thought: What if the IRS sees that statement!
God:
Do not give so much power to the IRS and its parent, the world.
I am the Power that made the world. I sustain you. Nothing in the world does.
Do not look so much to suit the world.
Gloria:
Yesterday after you told me to be a weed, I went out for two hours and weeded. The weed I was after is a sticky weed. I don't know its name. It takes over as it camouflages itself. It emulates whatever it is around. It twists and turns on other stems and really looks different according to what it's growing near. It can even look like it's part of a dandelion or part of a wild phlox or part of anything it is near. I even pulled out parts of good plants thinking they were that weed, while the weed stayed and laughed at me (so to speak)!
This weed, though tenacious, is easy to pull out. You don't have to dig it, just pull on it lightly. It can grow tall, and you can pull it out from the top.
I tried to think of what qualities of this weed you might want me to be. Well, this weed would adapt to IRS guidelines. It wouldn't care. Although this weed has its stubbornness, the stubbornness is not apparent. The weed appears light and easy. It doesn't dig in and yet it keeps pushing itself in.
The weed is quite sure about itself. It's triumphant no matter what.
Oh, God, I don't know. Where does this get me? I'm still in a quandary about which way for Heaven Association to go. It's hitting a stone wall, trying to fit Heaven into IRS non-profit guidelines. The IRS says, "But you are not an organized religion." I say, "But it's for God, it's for God." They say, "But it's not an organized religion." And I say, "But it's for God."
Meanwhile I bumped into someone yesterday who told me about something called corporation sole. So it looks like there is a third choice for the structure of Heaven Association. I would rather have three choices than just two.
I don't suppose You would give me a hint as to whether this is a way to go?
God:
Why wouldn't it be? Let things unfold a little bit. Give yourself a week without making any decision. Does that relieve you?
Gloria:
Yes.
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Jaymie to Heavenletters:
Gloria, thank you for asking about my uncle who had open-heart surgery. I went to see him last night. He does not look too good, because of all the tubes and stuff. And he has a kidney infection. He is alert, but he can not talk so it is hard to communicate with him.
I did an energy healing on him with God's energy through the top of my head into my hand into my Uncle's head. When I took my hands away, he grabbed them and put them back on his head. I asked him if he liked it and if he wanted more, and he shook his head yes.
He is still in CCU (Cardiac Care Unit), and doctors do not know when he will be leaving.
God to Jaymie:
Keep My love flowing, dear one.
Margaret to Heavenletters:
Dear Gloria, Abby and I are looking forward to the Ask God Continuing Ed tonight. We'll be there at 7:30.
I ached for you today when I read Heavenletters. You are doing so well, and you are so critical of yourself!
God to Margaret:
Old habits die hard. That is all of you, My dearest Margaret. Hard on yourselves and hard on others and hard on the world. But you are relenting. You are letting go of that hardness. You are all letting go of a tight straight back in favor of relaxing into Me, your Friend of Light.