Showing posts with label serve. Show all posts
Showing posts with label serve. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 27, 2013

What Being a Servant of God Truly Means - You are Stars God has Sent to Earth - Heavenletter #4746

You are Stars God Has Sent to Earth
 
Heavenletter #4746
November 22, 2013

God said: 

Serve Me. Serve All. As you serve Me, you serve All. As you serve All, you serve Me.

Don’t be timid about it. Be bold about it.

Serve others, and you serve yourself.

Do not feel that you have anything to make up to others. You are not atoning. If you atone, you are atoning for yourself.

Give good service to All. This means service with a smile. You serve without being a servant. Do you see the difference?

You are one who also serves. You are a service-giver. And if you wash dishes and scrub floors, you are the best dishwasher and floorwasher you can be. If you are an accountant, you give your best to it. If you are a programmer, you give your all. You do not cut corners. You do not do the least. To serve doesn’t mean to just go through motions. It means to give because you give.
 

Under the Canopy of God's Heart - Heavenletter #4745

Under the Canopy of God’s Heart

Heavenletter #4745
November 21, 2013 

God said:

You, My children, tend to think in terms of gain and loss and, so, in terms of cost and percent. You expend energy, and the energy you expend is expensive, and so you think in terms of expense. At the same time as you run all over the place and gain muscle, shall We say, you also sit on the sidelines and watch the goings-on as through a window.

In one sense, there is free entry to this theater of life. In another sense, you are let in and out of Earth and Heaven free, yet it seems to you that you have to pay a high rate for parking, as if you were a car in a garage, driven in and out from inside and outside at will. Sometimes you don’t know where you are or whether you are in or out. You stumble and you stride alike, embarrassed, sort of as if you don’t belong anywhere and never did.

Despite your impressions, you are full-time with Me, and I with you. You are under the canopy of My heart. Our hearts beat as One. And, so, holy are you who seemingly walk around on Earth, worrying about this and that, when there is no need to get caught up in worry.

“No need?!!” you exclaim. “I have bills to pay and children to feed!”

Saturday, October 19, 2013

Whose Heart Would You Rather Serve? - Heavenletter #4709 [Love or Ego]

Whose Heart Would You Rather Serve?
 
Heavenletter #4709                                                                                     October 16, 2013

God said: 
In Whose Name do you speak? Do you speak in your name or in Mine? Whose speech would you rather use? Whose heart would you rather be yours? Whose heart would you rather express? Whose heart would you rather serve?

You have had quite a bit of speaking in your name, or in your ego. I know you would like to be done with every shade of disturbance and perturbance. Disturbance seems to appear as something outside you whereas, with the word perturbance, it seems more clear that perturbance is something that belongs to you, something that in some backward way, you extol as though it were something great that ennobles you.

Be done with perturbance now. We are talking about smallness, and you are someone designated to be great. This irritation within you is something to renounce. You’ve endured it long enough. You would much rather feel good will. You would. I know you would. And yet you have shackled yourself with petty perturbances.

Break those bounds. If you desire good will, and only good will, why not have it? In order to feel good will across the board, you have to be done with hurt feelings. Let’s say it fair and square:

Hurt feelings are a manifestation of ego. It is ego who hurts your feelings. It is not high-mindedness. It is not because you are finer or more sensitive than another. What it is is that you are riddled with ego. There are no two ways about it, and, yes, you want to be done with ego, only, at the same time, you are adamant at holding onto your pride. Pride, defense, all such, are embellishments of ego.

You are not meant to be the Princess and the Pea. To make sure that the Princess is really royalty, the royal prince’s mother, the Queen, put a pea under twenty mattresses and twenty eiderdowns over that, and still the Princess slept badly. In fact, she was black and blue from the pea that disturbed her sleep!

Really, a better test of royalty would be how good-natured you are. This reveals a true princess. To be super-sensitive doesn’t make you better than someone who doesn’t warm up to intense sensitivity.

The true answer for you is to stop being so sensitive. Yes, life is about you, yet all of life is not about you. Sure, yes, you are a main player, yet you are one of many. You must let go of overweaning sensitivity. Have sensitive feelings for the one you seemingly see as hurting your heart. The one you felt hurt your heart is no doubt puzzled. You are not to set up a mystery. It is better that you be an open book. It is better that you think differently, see differently, react differently.

Be more receptive, more ready and willing to make allowances for others rather than ejecting them from your good will. It is better for you to be gracious. Give others the benefit. Be sensitive to others’ needs.

Every single person in the world reads a different book and draws different conclusions. Every one of My children is different, and each one is the same.

Be gracious. Be a gracious sir or lady under all circumstances. There is no flag that you have to hold up that has to say: “Here is a person to treat with delicacy.”

Better to be rough and tumble. Better to be love rather than so elegantly sensitive. Better to give love than take umbrage. Care about how you interact with the world and others more than you feel duty-bound to represent yourself. You don’t need a defender. You don’t need a bodyguard. Be true royalty. Even if you should slip on a dozen peas, do not mind so much the image in someone else’s mind.