If anyone should say anything to you, all of you, it’s this…that you are greatly loved.
Whether you try and fail, try not at all, nor consider neither of any importance, it is already known to Him, so let it go and just relax.
To all those who live the lives of desperation and searching, I say this…that you are greatly loved.
I know of a different sort of desperation and yearning that lifts body, mind, and soul to heights no drug or artificial means could ever dare hope to obtain.
Oh, but I know…change is very difficult, and it is far easier to dig downward than upward.
Let go of the past, the burdensome weight of those many heavy things pressing you down and stealing your future, your life. The past has been borne and destroyed by the one who greatly loves the souls beneath the earthly things lying atop them.
A grave can certainly be an abstract thing.
Let’s ask the angels what they think of man’s shovels.
“If only they had more arms,” they’d snicker.
All kidding aside, they’d still come to our aide.
Believe it or not, they are your brothers and sisters, hoping with all hope that we can bring the angels out from within each of us. Because you are not only made in our Father’s image, you have the capacity to become as great or greater than the angels. They are given to us as our spirit guides, our spiritual counselors, and a host of many other reasons, but primarily, to bring us into the realm of eternity where we, each one of us, belongs to a Father who wishes all His children to become like Him.
Like Him.
Like God.
I don’t know about you, but I want an eternity spent creating and building universes in communion with a Father who can never be depleted of knowledge, power or love.
He loves me immensely…and that’s not better than ‘greatly’, by the way.
