Accept the vision I have for you. It outdistances your own vision. It far outdistances your own vision. You have limited your vision. Unless your vision is like Mine, you can be sure it is limited, and any limitation is too much. Limitation is really not okay. And so today We expand your vision. We take off the old glasses, and put on the new. Wide-angled are your new glasses.
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. Therefore, what can there be for Me to forgive you for. What can you possibly be guilty of but ignorance? You are trying life on, beloveds. Sometimes you try on the right size. Sometimes you don't. How would you know unless you tried it on? You will learn what fits and what doesn't fit, what brings happiness and what does not, what is worth doing no matter what it brings.
Do you really think there is anyone I love more than you? If you think so, then you are also saying that I am capable of loving more and loving less. I cannot love less. I have one child, and I love My child. You see many children, and you categorize them, put them in piles, and put yourself in a pile by yourself, and perhaps feel forlorn or perhaps feel haughty. Beloveds, I can only love with all the love I have. I do not discriminate. Not at all. How could I? How could I possibly denounce one child of Mine. If the world?s perception were correct, and it were so that I have billions and trillions of offspring, which one child could I love less, and which one could I love more? I love. It is as simple as that. I love. I love this one, and I love that one. I love you.
You are every wish that ever came true. You are My desires manifested into a between world, a world birthed from Heaven and debated about on Earth. You are a wonder of creation, and you wonder about yourself and what you're up to.
You are a like a yellow buttercup that grows in the field. Like a buttercup, you catch the sun, and you reflect it. Like every buttercup in the field, you are sweet and dear to Me. I note you waving in the breeze. My hand passes over you, and I send you blessings. The buttercup in the field notes My blessing. You, however, may be too busy, involved with other things.
Since time does not exist, there has never been a New Year. Another way to look at it is that there has always been a New Year about to begin. In any case, in terms of the world, this is the eve of a New Year. And this is an auspicious year, for it is the beginning of a new non-time in the world tonight. You have always been on the cusp of beginning. So what are you beginning this year?
Have I given you too many things to do or not to do? Of course, all
guidance I give boils down to love, so, in actually, there is only one
thing I ask of you, and that is to love yourself. You cannot love
others more than you love yourself. I speak of loving and not
attachment, beloveds. I speak of loving yourself and not holding
yourself for ransom, as it were.
Beloved, opportunity is before you. You may find yourself at the beginning of a new era. In fact, this seems to be inevitable. You grow. You grow anew. Consider that you blossom. Be glad you blossom. Be glad you have a new spurt of consciousness. You are ever-growing.