God said:

I am your dear God. That’s it! What did you think I was? Did you really think that I am a despot who delights in making you dance through hoops?

In one sense, there is only one choice I give you, and that is the choice to grow. Willingly or unwillingly, you will grow, and you will grow higher and higher like Iowa corn. You will grow even higher than Jack and the Beanstalk. Not even the sky is the limit. There is no limit to the heights you can climb. There simply are no limits. In other words, you are limitless.

This is a wonderful thing, yet you fear it. You may protest the ground that you walk on, yet you don't want to let go of it. What do you think I would say to you?

I say to you: Kiss the Earth beneath your feet and kiss the Unlimitedness of your rising higher and higher. You will not have to stand upon your tiptoes. You will get off the ground and fly. You will fly. Do you know the happiness this is?

Has not everyone had dreams of flying?

Dreams come true. You will soar. You will fly beyond your wildest dreams, and dream anew yet Great Dreams, and they will also come true.

I have heard you say: "There has to be more to Life than this."

How right you are. Shakespeare penned it: "There are more things in Heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy."

Yet you have dreamt them all in your psychology.

God said:

The way you see it on Earth is that you put up with too much. A habit of yours could be that you don't speak up enough.

Of course, there are many who also stick up for themselves very well.

There are, indeed, many who think later of what they ought to have said and likely could have saved themselves future difficulties down the road if only they had said.

There are so many habits of life and so many varied kinds of upbringing that impinge on your lives now.

It is even possible that you may think that to represent yourself is impolite, and yet you are aware that not speaking up for yourself contributes considerably to repeated unhappiness.

It's like you got on a certain track and somehow, no matter how you desire to get off that track, time and again you ride the same track no matter how much you rue your path of least resistance.

And then, when you do speak up, you seem to be programmed to feel you overdid it, or you did it in anger which now adds to your difficulties with yourself.

What fear is it that keeps you back from asserting yourself? Lack of practice you suppose? Your voice doesn't even think of it until too late. This is some kind of trap you set for yourself.

And, then, when you do rise to represent yourself, another kind of guilt sets in.

God said:

There is something so deep and precious within you that you hardly dare to fathom. Beloveds, what do you think would happen if you dared to drink deeply of Love Abounding?

To sink deeply within – which you may fear -- is to fly! To sink deeply into Love is to soar high above suffering. It is to discover yourself where you are and have been all along. Heretofore, you may have trembled at what seemed to be a dismal Fate that, you were sure, had convoluted itself before you.

Beloveds, you yourself are the topic I dwell on. Come drink healing waters with Me. We will talk about love for the Enhancement of the World. Sometimes, a world filled with love is held at a distance, barely in sight -- this is suffering. Never think that suffering is somehow an honor. Make suffering not paramount or the honor of the day in the attention of a world sodden in grief.

Suffering has nothing to offer you that you want. And never do I want you to promote suffering as if it were an exalted status. Because suffering comes free doesn't mean that you don't pay too a high price for it. There is nothing desirable about suffering until it leaves.

Do you have the idea that suffering is admirable? Is illness admirable? Is heartache admirable? Suffering isn't even packaged well. Suffering is not a hero's journey. Let Us abolish suffering from the face of Earth. Let Us abandon suffering. Who said suffering is a worthy activity?

God said:

You know what it's like when you procrastinate. It's not pretty. You pay a price for every day you dally. Do you put your Life aside, as if ignoring the furtherance of your life is the best you can do at this time? Oh, well, it is the waning moon, and you excuse yourself.

There is a momentum in Life. It is like a fire you build, and it behooves you to keep the fires burning. The fire you add to is yourself. Either you go forward, or you allow your project to die on the vine.

If you have passion and you want to enrich your life, then keep moving. Momentum is your Life's Bread. Keep that momentum churning. It is self-limiting to let your passion die by the wayside. There is no waiting time. This is a slow decline. A slow decline is a decline, and as fatal as a fast one.

It's true, in the deeper Regions of Life on Earth, time does not exist. Only Infinity exists. There is no hurry, and there is no late.

In the grips of daily Life on Earth, however, seize the day. Unless you seize the day, you have thrown the day out the window.

Let Us call this what it is. It is dropping the ball. You sure aren't making a touchdown. You guarantee yourself withdrawal of energy, and energy means heart. Better to throw away millions of dollars in one fell swoop than to dribble your energy away. Use your Creative Energy. Use it, and you have more and more energy replacing itself. When you have been letting your creative energy dry up, it is gone, and you have been selling yourself short.

God said:

Sometimes you feel that your Life has a Life of its own, that your Life is a runaway like the Little Gingerbread Boy in the folk tale where a little old woman baked gingerbread men. Gingerbread was her husband's favorite food. One day, a newly- baked gingerbread boy, born with a Sense of Self, hopped out of the oven and ran off. The old man and woman chased the Little Gingerbread Boy who called back over his shoulder:

"Run, run as fast as you can.
You can't catch me.
I'm the gingerbread man."

Later, a cow and a horse and a chicken started chasing the Gingerbread Boy, and he called out over his shoulder:

"I've run away from a little old woman,
A little old man,
And I can run away from you, I can!"

And so the story goes. And so, it may seem to you that you can't catch up with Life that is always hanging around the corner. To this day, and perhaps more and more, you haven’t caught up with the Little Gingerbread Boy. Life keeps whizzing along. You are still ready for a day off from life, a day where you are not chasing it, yet such a day never comes. You still wait for Life to slow down so you can catch up with it.

You wonder: "Where in Life is the pause that refreshes?"