My dearly beloved child,
Out of your innocence
You knew nothing of deceit,
And believed the serpent.
Falling from Our Union,
You crashed into the world
of judgment and death,
Where you now colour Me
With the wounds of that fall.
I do not hate you.
I love you.
I want you home.
Everything I do,
I do for you,
To help you home.
Your ache is the echo of My call,
Guiding you.
I crafted you - perfect,
Bright and beautiful,
Intelligent and able,
So you could flourish.
Not in success,
but in surrender.
Everything serves you
Because I made everything for you.
To help you remember My unfailing Love.
This is why I shaped you as I did,
Why your life has taken this path,
Why you are here, now,
Reading these words.
But I will never force you.
If you choose fear and anger,
Even heaven would feel like hell to you.
If you choose Love, you will find Me.
For I am Love.
But you cannot think your way to Me,
For Love is not limited to those who can think.
So abandon your thoughts.
Abandon your ideas.
Abandon your doubt.
Let go.
And learn by forgetting.
Let go, My child.
And fall, ever so bravely,
Into the arms of My grace.
Nov 26, 2025
Nov 26, 2025 at 3:59 AM UTC
My dearly beloved child,
Out of your innocence
You knew nothing of deceit,
And believed the serpent.
Falling from Our Union,
You crashed into the world
of judgment and death,
Where you now colour Me
With the wounds of that fall.
I do not hate you.
I love you.
I want you home.
Everything I do,
I do for you,
To help you home.
Your ache is the echo of My call,
Guiding you.
I crafted you - perfect,
Bright and beautiful,
Intelligent and able,
So you could flourish.
Not in success,
but in surrender.
Everything serves you
Because I made everything for you.
To help you remember My unfailing Love.
This is why I shaped you as I did,
Why your life has taken this path,
Why you are here, now,
Reading these words.
But I will never force you.
If you choose fear and anger,
Even heaven would feel like hell to you.
If you choose Love, you will find Me.
For I am Love.
But you cannot think your way to Me,
For Love is not limited to those who can think.
So abandon your thoughts.
Abandon your ideas.
Abandon your doubt.
Let go.
And learn by forgetting.
Let go, My child.
And fall, ever so bravely,
Into the arms of My grace.
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