Today Will Be Puddly and Wonderful and Delicious

Heavenletter #3477 Published on: June 2, 2010
God said:

What would be fun for you to do today? And if today is an ordinary work day, what can you do to make your work day today more fun? Why not have more fun whatever you are doing today? Why not make life today a walk in the park?

Why not be exhilarated today? Why not give yourself the gift of enthusiasm?

Someone is going to be enthusiastic today, and I ask: Why not you?

If you have to clean house today, make it fun. You can make anything fun. When you were a child, you knew how to have fun. You knew how to play. Play today when you are at work. Make work play. Make it light, and you will get more done, and you will get more done with alacrity. Whistle while you work.

Have a heyday today! Ride a merry-go-round. Enjoy. Be in suspense. What will happen next to delight your heart?

What exhilaration are you going to give today? What exhilaration are you going to give to the world today?

If you cannot find it within yourself to brighten up someone else's day today, at least brighten your own. Take an interest in uplifting your life, your bit of life today. Just take care of today. Open up your life. Lift it above the ordinary. Make it sparkling. Make your day the delight of all.

Work with your heart today. That is to say to encourage your heart today. Invite it out of itself. Invite it to enter the domain of fun. Bang the drums of fun. When you wash your face today, splash the water. Listen to its sounds. Remind yourself about the days when splashing water was play. Remind yourself when everything was play. Skipping in puddles was play. Walking to school was play. Whatever you were on your way to was play. Remember when play was play.

Remember when just being alive was enough, when being alive was good, when life was new, and something fresh kept coming up, and you had the energy to play tag and hopscotch and chase your dreams. Chase them now.

Have a dream that today will be puddly and wonderful and delicious.

Look forward to today, or the rest of today today, and make your life today a song like this:

"Hello, Today. Come right in. Bring your wares to me and animate me. Today and today and today and forever, I am alive on Earth today in order to be vibrant and alive! I relish each day. I am excited to be alive today. Come dance with me, Today! Let's go around the mulberry bush. Let's play Hide-go-seek. Let's be flying birds today and swimming fish and playful puppies. Let's be everything today. Let's take flight and soar. Let's be kites today. Let's be balloons. Let's be everything fun today. Let's find fun in unexpected places. Let's smile big. Let's laugh loud. Let's take delight and be delightful.

"Today, let's run upstairs. Let's go somewhere we have never been before even if it's right where I've always been. Let's have an adventure today, even if we explore where I sit in the chair I am. Let's gallivant through our day today, Today!

"Today, let's make today a parade. Let's make today a holiday as I am at work. Let me look forward to holidays and work days. What do I care what day you are, Today, and where I am. I am alive on Earth, and we spend today together on Earth. We are explorers together, and we do not know ahead of time what treasures we shall find. We only know that we will find them, for I have an eagle-eye for treasures. I can spot them anywhere and everywhere. I am a treasure-hunter, and together, Today, you and I are on a treasure-hunt!"

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thank God of your high sun light

On June 2nd, 2010 carmen (not verified) says:

dear God heavenley father,
thank of all your heavenletter messeges,
when your letter come this morning, the samtime,
also when my grand chaild she is invite me to to play
of tinesbole, and she said to me am going wind, and you lost,
sound very fun for me, yes it's very wontherfulday to day
whith highsunshaine,,
thank God of the high sun light
reley wontherful

TODAY WILL BE PUDDLY AND WONDERFUL AND DELICIOUS

On June 2nd, 2010 mary moon (not verified) says:

DEAREST MAESTRO, CREATOR AND LOVER OF ALL THAT IS.

All right. I'll make today a puddly day. Puddles are fun to splash in. Let's play Monopoly
today. Let's play Scrabble today! It so much fun having a tournament of Scrabble.

So - OK! then, Today, let's have fun through the hrs. , let's feel higher than a kite today! Let's
buy some balloons and hand them out to children today. How can I enjoy whatever it is
I will be doing today? Let's plant some seeds today1 What's more exciting than watching
them grow little by little every day! I am an explorer today, and let my eagle eye spot
treasures everywhere! Today with God, I AM ON A TREASURE HUNT, AND IT'S SUCH
A DELIGHT TO THINK RIGHT NOW HOW TO WELCOME THEM. TREASURES ARE WHERE
WE FIND THEM, SO I WON'T BE BLIND TO THEM, THEY'RE ALL AROUND ME, EVERYWHERE! HMMM. SOUNDS LIKE A SONG!

Mary moon speaks of puddles of Life.

On June 6th, 2010 George Mon... says:

You make me want to splash all day in the puddles you write about. You have such a sweet way with words.

George

Treasure Hunter

On June 2nd, 2010 George Mon... says:

God scooped me up, brushed me off, laughed loudly as He shouted: "I got another treasure, He thinks he's George but he's My Eternal Being of Light. He's hooked on Heaven Letters. He's got a thing for Gloria that's cute.

George

when just being alive was enough

On June 4th, 2010 Jochen (not verified) says:

Let's go somewhere we have never been before even if it's right where I've always been.

I do love this, but I have to ask, dear God, aren't You speaking about a time when I didn't have any responsibilities besides homework and the trash can? Isn't it quite different with a family of your own and a car and a cat and those deadlines and bills and awkward relationships?
No?
Okay, no. That would mean that this kind of responsibility isn't the point. It would mean that what You are describing here is available no matter what.

O mighty realism, how deep your roots and how deep my bow. In dire straits, you say, a doleful expression is the thing to wear on your face. It seemed obvious, but now the obvious turns out to be lunacy while the happy simpleton is the only sane person in town.

I would not allow anyone else to say: "Be happy anyway."

"To be or not to be, ah, that's the question..."

On June 4th, 2010 George Mon... says:

Jochen gives us the answer above. Wow, what thout!

George

The more often I read this

On June 6th, 2010 Jochen (not verified) says:

The more often I read this Heavenletter, the more I feel I'm catching something. Could it be health? What went wrong with this immune system that it is unable to ward off a common cold and yet successfully smothers so much of life's aliveness? How could I ever buy that work (or anything) is drudgery? How could I ever go along with finding mostly old hats in the drawers and cupboards of life unless they were labeled "Holidays", "Adventure", "Windfall" and such? How could I ever agree to shrug you off, Today? And how many more of those things I have taken for granted my whole liefe will turn out to be solid nonsense?

But no matter now. What matters is to become susceptible again to what God suggests here, accepting it with childlike, wide-eyed trust instead of neutralizing it again with an embarrassed grin. Wouldn't you love to, at least secretly? Then never be cool again. Never think "immature" or "unreasonable" or "inappropriate" again. And never again make those weary hand gestures.

I am hooked, God, You have convinced me it is possible to make work play and whistle, to be in suspense, to remember when life was new, to find fun in unexpected places. Wow, life! LIFE!

Jochen's words are like magic

On June 6th, 2010 George Mon... says:

Jochen the song you sing ,sings its melody in all our hears. Your comments help us know the beauty of the music of Heaven Letters. We thanks youl.

George

George and Chuck

On June 7th, 2010 Jochen (not verified) says:

George, somewhat older and somewhat wiser, adored friend, this is indeed what I love doing and hope to do more and more. Just try to capture the music and hum some of it. But that's what you are doing all the time. Different voices make a choir.

And Chuck, it does feel like that increasingly. Not always, though. But perhaps even a butterfly, while emerging, has spells of feeling hopelessly stuck. He doesn't mind, he can't. I can, we can, that's the challenge of being human.

I agree, George

On June 7th, 2010 Chuck Gebh... says:

As I read your words, Jochen, I get the image of a butterfly emerging from its cocoon. I lovely image it is!

 

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