Two Sides of the Same Coin
You have heard me say more than once how amazed I am that Heavenletters™ come. They are all amazing. Most amazing of all is that they come through my computer. Especially, this morning when I was really in a crumby mood. I don’t imagine I need to describe what a crumby mood feels like. The contrast between my grumpiness and the Heavenletter God gave could not have been further apart, and, yet, even so, the Heavenletter came. Nevertheless, the mood still made itself at home.
And what a Heavenletter it was this morning! It blew me away. Anyone who has the privilege of typing such a Heavenletter should be so very happy. I am happy with the Heavenletter. I couldn’t have been happier receiving this Heavenletter. I read it over again and again, and every time, I am ecstatically happy. And then the glorious feeling loses ground, replaced by a mood.
This Heavenletter, presently untitled and undated, will come out in about three weeks or so. Long before then, probably long before this blog entry is actually posted, I will be in an entirely different mood, one much lighter and brighter. Naturally, moods are temporary.
Here are excerpts of this yet unpublished Heavenletter:
The quiet beat of your heart is sign language, beloveds. It is sound language. It is sweet music language. Think of all the hearts beating in rhythm, beating for peace in the world. Not dull peace. Not stand-off’s, no, but true peace, true in the way a bird sings, easily, effortlessly, for the joy of it. “Hear my song,� the bird sings.
“Hear my heart,� your heart says. “Feel my muscle,� your heart says. “Squeeze my love,� says your heart…
There is the moment and movement of a swing in your heart, and it swings out far beyond the walls of your chest, far beyond any and all imaginary borders. It swings out beyond oceans. It swings high over the galaxies and the night-lighted sky, and your heart-beat and all the heart-beats beat a silent boom. Love sallies forth as love has long wanted, and a call for love becomes a heart-drummed song of love, and this song encircles the world without cease. Who knows any longer nor cares whose love is whose, because love has joined forces with love. Not forces because the power of love is so gentle, but this chorus line of love has gained cadence, has gained momentum, has gained its rightful place in the cosmos, and so I say it has joined forces.
How can anyone be in a poor mood after such a message from God? Do you understand it?
While I read God’s words, I am my Universal Self. While I read God’s words, there is no stopping the glory of them.
So how then can I or anyone possibly continue in a crumby mood after reading these words from God? And yet…
This dissatisfied old persona of mine must be like an old bathrobe I wear. It is worn and bedraggled. When I wear it, I drag my feet and mope. Unimaginable, yet somehow I identify more with this old bathrobe than with the beautiful far better one God provides and talks to us of.
And so, it seems like I lead two lives simultaneously, this up and down one, described above, and then the smooth-riding one of myself, my grander self, who knows only beauty and light and which nothing can dim.
Why would I, or anyone, be loyal to such a self-defeating self that, to my chagrin, I wear like an old bathrobe? Why can’t I be done with it?
What is the missing factor between the two selves? What is it that will finally take the edge off the old worn-out semblance of myself and bring me to step into the glorious robe that God holds out to me — and to you — so patiently again and again?
What is it God has said that I can’t seem to remember?!!!
Godwriting is a blog by Gloria Wendroff and is about Gloria's daily life as the Godwriter of the Heavenletters project that is having a profound effect on the lives of people around the world.
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