I am always here. I am here at the drop of a hat. There is nowhere else for Me to be. There is nowhere else I want to be except with you. I want to be with you. It is built in that I will always be with you. This was My grand design. Surely you have no objection to this.

Sometimes you stretch a rubber band. The two ends of it look further apart and yet when you let go, the rubber band bounces back to its original length.

You bounce a ball. Sometimes your eyes don’t move with the ball. That doesn’t mean the ball is out of sight. It means your eyes aren’t following the ball. Do you see My point?

If you had a clue as to the intimacy We share, how your life would be transformed. All because of your awareness of My Presence. Of course, My Presence is the same as My love. It is not really that My love transforms you as much as it informs you. You are one way when you grasp My love and another when you don’t.

What can you not be when you know that the God of Heaven adores you, adores you with all His might, adores you every minute, never takes His eyes off you, never falters, never keeps His light secret from you, never wanders, never goes off by Himself, never forgets you, never thinks of anything else but you, never gives you anything but His love, has nothing else to give you for nothing else exists. I am not frugal with My love. I am the opposite of miserly. I proclaim My love for you. I never tire of this.

I am incapable of denying My love for you. You can do what I cannot. I cannot divest myself of My love, and you cannot really either though you may squeeze your love tight, compress it, snap it shut as one might a change purse and convince yourself that you do not have much, or enough, or any at all. But you cannot always keep butterflies in a net. Love will find a way out and love will find a way in. Don’t play hard to get, and don’t play hard to give. Just give, why don’t you?

You have copied so many people in the world, and yet you hesitate to copy Me. Just follow Me, and I am copied. You do not give up your sovereign self when you follow Me. This is actually how you find your Self.

Follow Me. Follow My love. Follow My spirit. Be My love. You are already My spirit. You already are My love, but you may be the last one to know. Aren’t you tired by now of negating yourself and Our bounteous love? I scratch My head in wonder at your detachment from Me and attachment to everything else? Isn’t that a wonder?

Here you have gold, and you insist on chasing tin. Is it that you insist on finding proof of Me in the world? Do you insist that you will have faith in Me when life proves Me to you, when I give you enough tokens to save up to buy faith in Me? Why concern yourself with tokens when you can have Me?

Perhaps it works the other way, beloveds. Perhaps have faith in Me and all the tokens will appear. And if a token does not appear, and your faith flees, then your faith was not faith, for faith with provisos is not faith. Faith is not conditional any more than love is. How is it I have so much faith in you and you waver in your faith in Me? Is that not a conundrum?