God said:

Stick with Me. Be true to Me, and worries will fade. Record My message and play it over and over again until it sinks in. My message is:
“All is well.”

Whatever life may look like to you, all is well. The sun is up in the sky. Grass grows. Stars come out.

Many conclusions you draw are assumptions. Assumptions seem real, yet they are not.

The whole Universe is serving you at the same time as you serve it.
Tragic circumstances seem real to you. I do not make light of what you go through, though I tell you truly, beloveds, despite your pain and suffering, the worst that really happens is that three oranges are being juggled up in the air, and one drops.

Yes, of course, people do fall off the edge of the Earth, even though, in Reality, there is no edge to the Earth to fall off from.

Keep your heart high. Keep your spirits high. The God of Love says that all is well. This is not a pat on the back.

This is not manufactured comfort. This is not purple prose. This is the Truth I speak. This is not fantasia. All is well - this is Reality.

All the woes of the world, all the entanglements, all the estrangements, all the tears, all the shouts, all the fear and trepidation are like cartoons you look at, at the end of which, when you consciously inhabit Vastness, you will laugh.

Hearts seem to break, yet hearts pull themselves together. You pull your heart together, and you get up and continue to roam around the Earth. Surrender to joy. Surrender to joy as much as you surrender to sorrow.

Joy is real. Cause for joy is real. Sorrow is an invention. Sorrow is not real. It is made to look real. It feels real. Sorrow, pain, suffering and such are all based on patterns of thought. The Truth of Existence is love. The Love of Existence is Truth.

The True You is not the dramatically written fictional one. Just as a uniform of any kind has no existence of itself, the same can be said about the manufactured you. A façade is a façade. Even a good façade is a façade.

You are a Great Soul in a uniform referred to as a body. A body takes up space in what is called space. The material does not truly exist.

“How can God say that?” you ask. ”How could I drive a car unless a car exists? Look, here’s the steering wheel. How does a steering wheel steer a car that doesn’t exist?”

As in Monopoly, the paper money is all play money. It serves as currency on the board game, yet it isn’t really currency.

The real currency is love. Love is the economy of the world. More than that, it is the economy of all Creation. The only true is love. Love is all that exists.

“God,” you may say, “You exist. You say I exist only as You. I would like to experience that.”

Dear One, I Who Am - and the individual you who is not - also are love. That’s it. There is no counting.

There is no other than I and that means Love, Love on a Grand Scale, not a smattering of love, but Love Exultant, the Beingness of Love.

Love Still Yet Whirling, Love All That Is Tumbling Over Itself.
You are not off an assembly line like a piece of candy.

You are, Truth be known, totally The Fullness of Love, Love Vibrant and Viable, Love Perpetual, Love and Nothing Else But Love,
So help Me, God.

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