HEAVEN LETTER #1482 - Climb a Golden Ladder
God
said:
WHAT
IF YOU could see a literal golden ladder to Heaven, would
you not climb it? And if fog and mist surrounded the ladder, would
you not climb it still, one foot after the other even in the dark?
What choice would you have but to climb the golden ladder? Who would
deign to back off after climbing so far? Who would miss a step in
the rung of the golden ladder to Heaven? Who would consider leaping
down? Who would falter? Who would refuse to climb? Why would anyone
who is aware of what they're climbing on and where they're climbing
to have a moment's hesitation? Who wouldn't climb the golden ladder
and pull all others along with them?
Is there something better you have to do?
Consider your life a climb on this golden ladder. Consider the ladder
sturdy. Gusty winds do not shake it. No hand can rattle it. No matter
how many are on it, it can't tip over. No matter how many are on it,
there is room for all. No one pushes another aside. No one steps over
another. It is so beautiful to know you are on this ladder. In modern
times, My golden ladder might be called an escalator. Certainly life
escalates you. It raises you higher.
Even when you think life has pulled you down, you haven't lost any
footing. Indeed, you are on a higher rung. Don't look down. Look up.
Remember your destination.
Yet, if I were to turn the ladder upside down, would you then conceive
Heaven as down and Earth above? Would you fall to Heaven and never
mind the climbing? What if I were to tell you that there is no direction
altogether, and that you already are where you are climbing to?
But I will leave the ladder in place.
What I would like to upturn is your thoughts. You have dug them deep
and weighted them down so they would stay as they are. Consider your
thoughts then as bulbs you have planted in the soil, not to stay as
they are but to shoot up and blossom as iris or some other beautiful
names. Your thoughts are not meant to be entrenched. Your thoughts
are to grow. You must burst out of the bounds of your past thoughts
and surpass collective thoughts.
For life to be new, your thoughts must be. It is said that there is
nothing new under the Sun, but there are new thoughts under the Sun.
Old thoughts are cuffs that bind you. New thoughts are keys that free
you.
Your
thinking has been amiss. Is this surprising?
Your thoughts have too often held onto what was never there. All the
while, your thoughts are meant to leap over tall buildings and reach
the stars. You know that, don't you? What messages do you send to
the stars who so faithfully shine down on you? Would you not return
the starlight to them?
Keep the door of your thoughts ajar. Let some air in. Let your thoughts
be mobile.
Old thoughts are like fists that you bang down.
You may agree that the past is to be left behind, yet you drag old
thoughts like carcasses along with you. Where did old thoughts come
from but the past? You have been weighted down with them.
As you climb the golden ladder of love to Heaven, you leave "olden"
behind and choose "golden" instead.
Every tear you have shed is its own kind of gold. Tears shed the past.
That is what they do. They wring it out of you. Let the past be gone
then. Let your foot reach the next rung, and the next, and before
you know it, you will have risen, for what do I tell you but to arise?
HEAVEN
LETTER #1384 - The Candy Machine
God
said:
If My heart could ache, it would ache for you. My
heart cannot ache because I hold no misunderstanding. I Who Am Everywhere
and Have Been Everywhere release all.
When I made Creation, I set the wheels in motion, and I let it go.
When I made you, I gave you everything, and I let you go. I let go
of you. How to say this? I held you to Me. I have never let you go
from My awareness, but I let go of My grasp on you, the same way you
might let your child go to the candy machine by himself, and you casually
watch and wait nearby. You don’t hover exactly. You appear impartial,
and yet your eyes never wander from your child. You may seem to look
around, but your eyes are on the child. You are watchful of his every
move and his every thought, and you wait silently by.
You let the child figure out which candy bar he wants, and you let
him press the lever that gives him the one his finger chooses. Even
if he were lured by a colorful wrapper or a famous name, even if he
didn’t realize what he was choosing, you let 
him
choose. Even if he cries because the candy machine was out of the
one he really wanted, even if he realizes afterward that he made a
mistake, you stand by and let him discover life and candy-machines
on his own. And yet you are nearby.
Sooner or later the child’s attention will leave the candy-machine
and return to you. He will take the hand you have proffered, and you
will skip off together, hand in hand, heart in heart, joy in joy.
For a miniscule moment, your child, focused on the candy-machine and
forgot about you. But then, when he was finished, all he had to do
was turn around and look up, and there you were, smiling at him.
In the case where I am the Father, and the candy machine is life as
it appears before you, don’t think that I am always giving you lessons.
You are always learning, and I allow you to learn, but I do not throw
tests before you. I do not require that you choose one candy bar over
another. I let you choose. I do not berate you if you make a mistake
and chose the same candy bar that always disappointed you. I do not
berate you.
And yet I can say that life is a True and False test. And yet, it
is not always so simple. And it is not "Truth or Consequences," because
when you choose Truth, you choose it, not for what it gives you or
spares you from, but from the joy of it. Truth is what you want, and
it is available.
If life on earth as you know it is a maze, it is a maze that you can
find your way through. A maze is made of mirrors that beguile you.
But no matter how many mirrors and how they seemingly lead you astray,
you are somewhere, and you are not far from where you entered and
the way out.
If life is a maze, it is the one you entered. And if life is a maze,
you can still have fun in the maze.
And so you understand that We are talking about Free Will. Free Will
is a gift you chose and which I gave to you in love. Accept that it
is fine for you to make choices and to make the ones you want. Do
not feel you suffer consequences. Never mind so much about consequences
or rewards. Do not count wins or losses. Enjoy being at the candy
machine. I am nearby, and I wait for you to skip back to Me.
©
Gloria Wendroff, 2005
Gloria
Wendroff always
loved reading, writing, and inspiration, but she never gave much thought
to God - let alone dreamed that a time would come when she would hang
on to every word of the Best Storyteller of All. Not until after forty-two
years of wandering did she become conscious of a desire for God. Then
it was another twenty more before she began to hear a whisper. Now,
looking back, she can see a tiny hint here or there but nothing to
prepare her for what was to come. After teaching creative writing,
English, ESL, and business communications, writing boundary-breaking
resumes and a monthly job advice column for many years, she learned
and taught meditation, traveled Europe, studied in Thailand and India,
and discovered God back in America. Of all the messengers along the
way, two were movies! One was a photograph. At least one was a book.
And, of course, many, many were people. There was no one great epiphany.
There were many great ones and some little ones. But, suddenly -
ah, there was God. Ever since Gloria discovered God, she has been
receiving and sending out God’s words every day via email, giving
free readings of God’s words across the country, getting God’s
personal answers for people who want them, helping others dare to
do their own Godwriting™ in workshops, making CD’s, and
getting Heavenletters, Love Letters from God, Book One, published
- all with an ear to the Still Small Voice and bringing earth closer
to Heaven. To find out more about Heaven Letters, visit 