Janet to God:
Dear God,
My question to You is this: Why have my husband and I been struggling so much for so long?
We have done our best to keep our family together and happy. We have included my ex in our life so he can spend time with his and my daughter. My husband and I now have two children of our own, and we both have gone out of our way to help people when we could. It seems that we are always struggling to make ends meet. What do You want us to do? We would really like to know what we need to do.
We moved 2000 miles away from family and friends because we thought this is what You wanted us to do, but we don't seem any better off. We still can not make ends meet. We are paying past due amounts on utilities just to keep things turned on.
God to Janet:
My beloved, yes, keep your eyes on Me. Look not so much to the world, to pleasing the world, being good enough in the world to merit existence. I gave you a birthright, your place on earth, your entitlement to make your way on earth.
You are clearing much out of your life. You are learning what is important. Even through what you call trouble, you and your husband have woven a closer bond of love and appreciation. That is wonderful. That is a bonus. How much is that worth in gold?
If you could have the financial troubles you have without the anxiety that you have rampantly invited to go along with them, what would be so bad? It is not the financial matters that are so horrific except as you see them. You see financial pressure in the past, and you see it in the future. You are clouded with financial pressure. The finances are one thing. The pressure is another. Breathe a little, dear Janet. You are not running a race for financial solvency. One day at a time.
You and your family are fed. You have shelter. You are surrounded with love. Only you do not love yourself enough.
You keep looking for fault within yourself and your life sufficient to have caused financial woe. When you cannot find the fault — after all, you have been good to others on earth — then you look to Me and find me a little suspect.
"Look, God," you say. "We moved here, wanting to follow Your Will and thinking we were. Well, when are You going to kick in?"
Isn't that what you are saying, my beloved Janet, only more politely?
Have We made a bargain here? You, Janet, will do what you think I want, and in exchange, I, God, am to give you what you think you want?
Janet, I am giving you strength. I am giving you love. I am giving you greater understanding and power, all for good.
Finances do not rule your existence. You are what you are with or without finances. Finances are not the measure of you. You are not good or better with money nor less without. Nor is money a scale by which you measure My love and My wisdom.
Here's what I want you to do, beloved Janet.
Write down all the good things in your life. All of them. Thank Me for each one. How many things are you writing down? How much do you have to thank Me for? Then thank Me. Thank Me every day for the bounty which I give to you. Put your attention on evidence of My love rather than on your fear of lack of money and the imagined lack of love from Me that you add on to your financial burden. You are wheeling a cart that you have made heavy.
You can look at your husband's injury and say, "My husband can't work right now. He hurt his back. He is in pain. He has to find a new career. Woe is me."
Or you can look at your husband's injury and say, "Boy, am I glad that he is on the mend. Am I ever glad that he is finding a new career that he really likes. I am so happy that his back is getting better. I am thrilled that this financially hard time is temporary. I am grateful for all my good fortune."
You can further say: "I am so grateful that this temporary time has nothing to do with punishment or recrimination from God. I am so happy that God loves me and my family and that he gives us good hearts. I am grateful that He is showing us the way to an ever abundant life on earth and in Heaven. I will experience today as the gift it is from God. I will give God my worries. And I will give God my thanks for my health, my family, our love, my willingness to work, and my willingness to serve Him, my God. I make no sacrifices for God. He asks for none. I give God my heart for safekeeping. There is no better place for me to put my heart than in God's."
Loosen your spine, dear Janet. Lean back into My love. Decide not to struggle. Just do what has to be done and leave out the struggle.
Do you feel the tiniest bit better?
Keep looking up at Me with gratitude and love. You are already rewarded. More is to come. Let that be obvious to you.
Write back.
Love,
God