God’s message for Charles through Gloria

With Charles’ permission, of course, here is a message for Charles that came through me during our second day of the Come Play with Me Godwriting™ Workshop:

February 21, 2010

God to Gloria:

It is no surprise that Charles is analyzing. He may not yet love himself enough to accept joy from Me. He is an amazingly bright man in his mind, and he has a beautiful heart – ask his dogs – but he is not yet letting the sunshine into his own heart. He has sentenced himself rather than releasing himself.

He thinks of every reason under the sun. He is a very fair man, but he is not playing fair with himself. He has the odds stacked against himself. He makes excuses, one layer on top of another. He tamps himself down.

He could be throwing off layers of the very blocks just the way he throws off his coat.

My beloved son, Charles Orland, protects himself. He is a stubborn cuss. He is so objective that he will smile at this.

I ask him to be subjective and less objective.

He is objecting. It is so deep in his heart – his wanting the gold from Me – he is afraid to let it happen.

This is deep fear he does not have to keep. He can keep it if he wishes, yet he does not have to.

What does he think would happen if he exposed himself? What does he think would happen if he published his Godwriting? Nothing would happen except he would breathe easier and be more free – one shot of ego down the hatch.

Remnants of ego dance around him. Caution is often ego. Ego plays on his fears. He can let his fears go. My beloved son has built many dams, and now he can push them down.

“Out, old dams, out. I don’t need you anymore. I may have needed you once, but I don’t now. Now, you are just in my way. I kick you down now. You are to leave. I declare myself free of you once and for all.

“You are not to block my passage to God, nor are you to block my perceived awayness from all God would give me.

“I forgo all my intellect in my approach to God. I forgo my attachment to the past. Ego, you represent My past, and I am done with the past. I am my own man now. I always thought I was, but now I know I have been fear’s tail, and you, ego, have been wagging my tail.

“I can trust in love from wherever it comes just as I love my beautiful dogs.

“I am a man who loves deeply. I fear no man, no woman. I am done with holding. I am done with holding myself back. I am my own friend now, and I take myself places.

“I give my heart to You, God, and I will step out from the barracks I have put around myself. What will You have me do, God?

“I bare my heart to You, and ask for nothing, and accept all that You give, for I am your beloved Son made in your image.

“Of what can I be afraid – You?

“I love You, God. I will speak my love for You. I will write down all my love for You. I have been storing it up, and now I unleash My love to You.

“You are the God of my heart and the God of the Universe.

“What have I been waiting for? What am I waiting for – Christmas?

“You are here right now in my heart, and I thank You on my knees for Your love, that You made me for all the experiences I have had that had led me all the way to You. Not part way, all the way.

“I no longer hold back. I greet You forthwith. I reach my hand out to You, God, and I give it to You.

“Take me where You will. Take me with You wherever You go. I hold You firmly, and I thank You, love You, and bless who I am. I do all this in Your Name, God, my God, my God of love, stationed in my heart, stationed for all to see.

“I am yours.

“You are mine.

“We are forever One.

“One, the Father.

“One, the Son.”

And now I, God, bless Charles O. And now may he know how blessed and beautiful he is. I see well. I love well. And so does Charles, My beautiful beautiful Son of Love.

Tell him I am taking care of him always, deeply, joyfully.

Love, God

Posted by Gloria on March 15th, 2010 under these topics
Personal Development, Heaven Letters, Godwriting Workshops, Godwriting Journal

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Reply from Chuck Gebhardt on March 15, 2010

It is such a gift to us for Charles to share his message here. I am being directly addressed here, through him. Words I need to hear and words I am deeply appreciative of. Thank you Charles, Gloria, the Heavenletters team and all you Godwriters out there who share your/our divine messages for us.

Reply from Jochen on March 15, 2010

Nice, Chuck, you are telling it in the exact words I would be using, adding only “and afraid” after “appreciative”. Thanks, Charles and everyone. This is worth something.

Reply from Berit on March 15, 2010

Thanks for sharing this gem ! there is so much that speaks to my heart, I totally join Chuck’s words.
thank you !!! infinite love to all.

Reply from Jochen on March 16, 2010

(This may not be the right place to make a personal comment, but since my thoughts are stimulated by this message to Charles, I don’t know where else to put them.)

Reading this message a second and third time, the feeling is of coming dangerously close to the heart of the matter which is love of God. It’s easy to appreciate and admire the Creator for His great handiwork and to love it. But what makes me want to bury my face in my hands, what makes me want to disappear at the words “I love You, God”? If I can feel the truth of those words, and I can, what makes me fear them so?

Something about father, I guess. At least in my case. Something about love not acceptded, not wanted, about deepest shame at your most precious and innocent gift unexplainably rejected. In a culture that addresses God as male, it’s only natural that your father image gets projected onto your God image. How to remove that projection? How to undo the belief that when you love your father or Father, your very existence will be negated?

What makes me address this issue is the stunning realization that fear of love, of love for Father, blithely survives all the evolutionary steps I imagine I have taken.

Well, at least I can see it now with some clarity. And perhaps there is some “It is done” for everyone.

Reply from Charles Fines on March 16, 2010

Jochen, my father died over thirteen years ago. My relief is as strong today as on the day he died. It was a long time coming. My brother and sister feel the same. If you spoke with my daughter, I imagine she would say much the same about me.

My father was greatly admired and respected by those outside his family, even loved by some. The thought of possibly having to interact with him on the other side gives me the same knot in my stomach that it did here while he was still alive. All I can come up with is that I think he did the best he could with what he was given, God bless him. I would hope my daughter could say that about me some day. This all has made the concept of God as Father more difficult than it should be, but not impossible.

Blowing up those dams leaves a lot of debris piled up in the river which could take a very long time to wear down or away. Maybe not impervious to a miracle to shorten that time, but I suspect increasing the flow of love out of my heart would be more in order. Maybe blowing up those dams is a miracle in itself. I seem to have a lot of trouble catching up.

When I used to make my living planting small seedling trees by the hundreds, occasionally a joke would be played on someone by slipping a fist-sized rock or two into the bag of trees they carried which ideally would not be discovered until the bag was near empty. Not my idea of a good joke, but it did teach me to check my bag for rocks. Probably should still be doing that more often.

Reply from emilia on March 16, 2010

The fact is that we (myself being the first one)still suffer for having bought into a low cost popular market and expected too much from surrogates.
We should forgive that poor choice.

Reply from Chuck Gebhardt on March 16, 2010

What we are discussing in this blog strikes me as powerful and important, and we are approaching it in a very useful fashion.

As Jochen implies, God as father is just a metaphor and metaphors often carries baggage that can cause us problems. I will try to explain my thinking, hoping it will be helpful and constructive to this conversation.

First, what I see as the usefulness of the metaphor: the good stuff. God, in some ways, is very much like a parent to us. We are created in His image in much the same way our physical body is created in our earthly parents’ image through their genes. The image in which God created us, of course, is not a physical image, it is the image of love that we are created out of. The metaphor also speaks of God as personal and concerned and supportive in the same way as a human parent is present and engaged with his or her child (when that parent has a healthy personality). Our God is no impersonal, unfeeling Being. God is hugely involved with us. I suspect this is why Jesus loved this metaphor and used it so well.

But every metaphor has its limitations and the limitations can cause problems for us that may be hidden behind the usefulness of the metaphor. The metaphor seems to say that God is male and this is a stumbling block for some. God, of course, is not male nor female nor neutral, none of these material categories apply in the least. The biggest limitation, as I see it though, is what Jochen and Charles have implied: the way our experience with our earthly fathers can be a huge, almost invisible obstacle for us. Many of us carry emotional scars from our earthly parents. I know I do. My father loved and was devoted to all his children but he was not able to express his feelings directly, seeming cold and distant I now realize I spent a good portion of my early life feeling rejected by my father. I really do think these kinds of concepts kind of bleed through each other in our minds. It is helpful to me to be writing this down. It feels like an “aha!” and I feel lighter and freer as I type this. It feels good to type that my emotional rejection by my earthly father has absolutely nothing to do with how God feels about me.

I do love you, Father, and I am so fortunate to be your child!

Love and hugs to all.

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