Rays of God’s Light
Heavenletter #4729
November 5,
2013
God said:
God said:
Consider that, in life, you are on a cruise. The cruise
ship stops at certain ports of call, and you look around and enjoy, return to
the ship and stop somewhere else and so on until the ship takes you back right
to where you started from. This is Home, and this is Heaven.
For a while, you explore the world, and you discover whatever you discover, return Home, and then take another cruise. No cruise is like any other. Even the same people on the same cruise experience their travels differently. Pretty much everyone enjoys his tour tremendously, and yet has plenty of complaints and sometimes wishes he had never left Home in the first place. And, so, on the tour, you pretty much alternate between joy and plaints, as if they were rungs of a ladder you are climbing. Perhaps you are climbing a ladder, for each rung lifts you higher.
Some climb fast, some climb slowly. Nevertheless, in every single case, everyone climbs. Everyone finishes his tour at the same stop, and yet everyone has grown since he first stepped on board this great ship of life.
Some aspire high, and reach their heights. Some have high hopes, and their hopes are unrealized. Oh, well, there will be another time. Before you finish your cruises, you will have traveled a lot. You will have widened your horizons. Whatever the world might think of your trek across the Universe, you will not be the same person who first boarded the ship. You will have grown from your experiences. Just as you cannot step in the same place in a flowing river, so you cannot step off the ship the same as you began. A traveler travels, and a traveler grows, and something wonderful happens.
In life, no matter how contracting it may sometimes seem, there is always expansion. In terms of growth, you do not stay still one moment. The name of the game on Earth is change, and indeed you change. With every breath, you change. Even on a plateau, you are changing.
Sometimes you travel first class. Sometimes you work on the crew. Sometimes you feel seasick, and sometimes you are hardy as an oak. Sometimes, seemingly alas, you fall overboard, yet, on this cruise, all is well. Everyone reaches the same destination. How you reach your destination, doesn’t seem to matter all that much. Oh, yes, the world makes a hierarchy of incipient events, yet it all comes out in the wash.
Status is something that is thought of in the world your body occupies now. Status doesn’t cohabit in Heaven. All the names such as Archangel and such are names instituted in the world. In Heaven, such titles do not exist. One angel fulfills one aspect of love and another angel fulfills another. You might call these responsibilities. All are necessary. All are good. Whether you conduct a chorus or guide a specific human being, status does not go along with it. Status is a foreign concept in Heaven.
Do I not see each of you as One? Would I see less with angels? Angels, like you, spread My light, only they are more focused on it. Angels don’t have all the distractions My children on Earth do. I don’t think less of one than I do another. I look upon Archangels and cherubs alike. Remember that angels are rays of My light, and you, even as you are less clear on this, you too are rays of My light, and My light is My light wherever it appears. I see clearly, and, wherever I look, I see My Self, My Very Self, and I gaze with love.
For a while, you explore the world, and you discover whatever you discover, return Home, and then take another cruise. No cruise is like any other. Even the same people on the same cruise experience their travels differently. Pretty much everyone enjoys his tour tremendously, and yet has plenty of complaints and sometimes wishes he had never left Home in the first place. And, so, on the tour, you pretty much alternate between joy and plaints, as if they were rungs of a ladder you are climbing. Perhaps you are climbing a ladder, for each rung lifts you higher.
Some climb fast, some climb slowly. Nevertheless, in every single case, everyone climbs. Everyone finishes his tour at the same stop, and yet everyone has grown since he first stepped on board this great ship of life.
Some aspire high, and reach their heights. Some have high hopes, and their hopes are unrealized. Oh, well, there will be another time. Before you finish your cruises, you will have traveled a lot. You will have widened your horizons. Whatever the world might think of your trek across the Universe, you will not be the same person who first boarded the ship. You will have grown from your experiences. Just as you cannot step in the same place in a flowing river, so you cannot step off the ship the same as you began. A traveler travels, and a traveler grows, and something wonderful happens.
In life, no matter how contracting it may sometimes seem, there is always expansion. In terms of growth, you do not stay still one moment. The name of the game on Earth is change, and indeed you change. With every breath, you change. Even on a plateau, you are changing.
Sometimes you travel first class. Sometimes you work on the crew. Sometimes you feel seasick, and sometimes you are hardy as an oak. Sometimes, seemingly alas, you fall overboard, yet, on this cruise, all is well. Everyone reaches the same destination. How you reach your destination, doesn’t seem to matter all that much. Oh, yes, the world makes a hierarchy of incipient events, yet it all comes out in the wash.
Status is something that is thought of in the world your body occupies now. Status doesn’t cohabit in Heaven. All the names such as Archangel and such are names instituted in the world. In Heaven, such titles do not exist. One angel fulfills one aspect of love and another angel fulfills another. You might call these responsibilities. All are necessary. All are good. Whether you conduct a chorus or guide a specific human being, status does not go along with it. Status is a foreign concept in Heaven.
Do I not see each of you as One? Would I see less with angels? Angels, like you, spread My light, only they are more focused on it. Angels don’t have all the distractions My children on Earth do. I don’t think less of one than I do another. I look upon Archangels and cherubs alike. Remember that angels are rays of My light, and you, even as you are less clear on this, you too are rays of My light, and My light is My light wherever it appears. I see clearly, and, wherever I look, I see My Self, My Very Self, and I gaze with love.
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