God said: Do you think that I tell you to forgive everyone and everything, and that I stand on a mountain with My arms crossed, that I look down, catch you barking up the wrong tree and that I'm thinking there is something you have to be forgiven for? I harbor no sense of wrong. […]
Out of the Nothingness, you wanted something-ness. Beloveds, you begged to be in the thick of action. You asked for the beautiful colors of the world. You asked for sound. You asked for a relative world for you to relate in. You asked to be born, and you asked for others to be born to keep you company, to learn from and to give love to. Sparks of My light descended to Earth. Descending is not meant to be a world with a lesser connotation than ascending. Earth is not intended to be your downfall. You were to the manor born. There is no fall from grace, beloveds.
On Earth, you started associating certain things with good and other things with bad. You invented good and bad. There is much called good, and much called bad, and yet not everyone agrees. You would have to know more of the story in order to agree. Truly, if you knew the whole story, you would bless everyone and everything, and your heart would burst into love full-blown, radiating like the Sun from Heaven. You would love the killer as well as the killed. Is not everyone your brother? Who needs your love more, the one affrighted or the one who frightens? The one bullied or the one who bullies? Who needs your love more than those you despise, beloveds?
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