God said:

It is so easy for My Children to pounce upon trouble. You feel the weight of trouble so easily. As trouble enters the room you sit in, it seems to punch you in your gut, and, at your say-so, trouble lingers in your heart. It may take a long time for trouble to ease out from your heart. You check on trouble quite readily. Trouble becomes like a roast you have in the oven that, no matter how long you cook it, I doesn't seem to get done. You often take a peek at it.

May it be this easy for blessings in the world to overtake you in this way.

Be on the look-out for happiness. Consider that there is more happiness waiting for you than there is trouble egging you on.

Trouble seems to come in bright red and orange colors whereas happiness wears pastel colors. Happiness, unless it is overwhelming, seems to retire to the background while trouble yells out at you: "Gotcha! Look at me!" The Pastels of Happiness, on the other hand, mostly smile at you quietly.

Happiness is more like a pin dropping whereas trouble is like a ton of bricks falling.

Perhaps a scale is necessary to weigh happiness vs. trouble. Perhaps trouble doesn't really weigh as much as you think. Maybe you are just more ready for trouble than you are prepared to look for happiness. Trouble is more recognizable to you. It seems that you carry trouble in your heart more easily than you do happiness.

Perhaps you expect trouble to last, and happiness to flee.

Yes, of course, trouble, when it appears suddenly, knocks you over.

God said:

There is a rumbling in your heart that calls you to Me. It is inevitable that you will come to Me. It is My Will, and it also is yours that you come to Me. We have no disagreement. You are the decider of when. Otherwise, there is no decision.

I cast My line into the sea, and you arise. You swim up to Me, and you say: "Here I am."

I say, "Here you are."

Only in your imagination have you ever been away from Me. It has been illusion that you have ever been anywhere else but with Me. It is an impossibility that you can be anywhere else or that there is anywhere else that exists where you can possibly be.  Only in your mind have you wandered afar.

Actually, you drifted. You didn't work at drifting afar. You simply drifted, caught up in the tales of a Day in Human Life. You are a Divine Being dribbling your fingers in the waters on each side of your canoe.

Another time you lie on the grass and look up at the canopy above, and you see that it is good.

Sometimes you have what you perceive as turmoil. Turmoil is manufactured. At these times, you may feel you have lost your way. Your way is with Me, and it is assured. There is no getting around it. We could say that We are made for Each Other, and this is true. Separation between us has no substance.

Another dimension of the story is that We are One anyway. You have been tethered to an idea that we gaze into each other's eyes when, in Truth, We look through the same eyes. Your lenses are smudged. Lets wipe them clean now.

God said:

Whatever you give, whatever service you perform, do it on My behalf. Do it in the Name of God and in the Name of Love. Be generous. Be gentle. Be gentle with all souls. At the very least, be a blessing to yourself.

Never mind righteous anger. Fury does not become you.

Life is not about raising your self-esteem. Life is not about showing you are worth as much or more than another. Your life is not about proving anything. You don't have to be drawn into drama. You can change the dynamics of your interchange with others who share life on Earth with you no matter how unreasonable others may seem to be or even prove they are.

Your life is more than about pride or gaining respect from seeming others. Others do not have to defer to you. You are not the King of the Mountain nor are you to be a warden of the world.

Your life is about serving. Serve Me. Serve Me with good nature. Good-naturedness is something that you are to offer to those around you. How you serve Me is by serving others. How you serve yourself is by serving others. No matter how subtly you may be disregarding others or outright stomping on them, you are dishonoring yourself and the great big world out there.

Learn other ways to deal with what offends you. Your habits in life have a bearing on the life around you. Look again.

I gave you Custody of the World. I did not give you a role as rule-maker. Be an exponent of how life in the world is meant to be lived. Use your quiet voice. Correct yourself and not so much others.

God said:

If a photograph could be taken of Oneness, it would be taken with the Radiant Light of My Heart. A photograph would expose My Heart right out in the open. Even so, no photo could contain Me.

Oneness is not blurred, yet there are no edges. Wholeness cannot have edges, for there are no cliffs to be defined.

What would an embrace of Oneness look like?

You are very close to understanding the Oneness of Fullness.

You might see Oneness as a pin-dot in the middle of a blank screen. You might see Oneness simply as Fullness. There is no end to Fullness. No beginning to Fullness either. There is no middle, no half, no here, no there. There is no defining Oneness. Oneness cannot be delineated.

Heart Strings are loose. No matter what you name Oneness -- Infinity, Wholeness, Vastness -- there is no getting away from it. There is room for everyone and everything -- even as there is no space. There is the Nothingness of Fullness.

With Oneness, Fullness, Vastness, there is nothing to point to. There are no points, yet there is importance. There is a Clarity of Knowingness even as what I say cannot be grasped. It is a Knowingness. Enough said -- Knowingness makes an impression on you.

Hail to Oneness and all Great Fullness and Infinite Infinity.

No artist could paint Infinity. No child with crayons could color in Infinity. No sculptor could sculpt it. Infinity is Vast. There is no Vaster than Vast.

God said:

This Life in the World is not real. Your day-to-day experiences certainly seem real. Sure, they are tangible. You can bet your money on them, yet the tangible is not real. What you call Life is not real. The moments and what you spend them on are not real. You believe they are real because you like to have things to hold onto and never part with. You like to hold Life in your hands and stick to your story of it.

What is called death in the world is not real. You may dance over what is true and go to a page in a storybook as your authority. There is no death according to the commonly accepted concept of death.

Life is Eternal. The Earthly Plane is only one perceived level of a hardy existence, yet this level is like a coat of paint. It is a painted picture of light and dark.

Love is true. Love is true when love is what is happening – not bargained or argued about, but love without trying, love that arises by itself, following its own path. Love is not necessarily the words given for love on anniversary cards or on all the other seeming love etiquette in the world, touted as supposed to be, and, therefore, held out to you to be taken to be the Buzzwords of Reality.

You are love, and it is yourself that you try to catch up to.