119. God
On the gift of freedom and the separation of mankind from HIM
Yes, God is back. Touching you in your hearts is my task now. Deep inside.
You are all divine, of divine origin. Created out of ME, my eternal being. All of you. But many of you have forgotten it. Displaced. Don't even want to believe it. They think it's a fairy tale.
So listen well: God is not a fairy tale! God is not an invention of any spirits! God is reality, beyond comprehensible, yes, admittedly, and yet: reality. True reality.
It is now the case that there is often no place for God in your world, which is so well organized. That's your choice and I recognize that. With good will too, because I love you all so much, so much, and I do not judge, never! It is YOUR way, which you go in absolute, perfect freedom!
Freedom is my gift to you, my dear ones! A gift that you had received a long, long time ago. I practically put it in the cradle of mankind. And never, never, would I allow myself to intervene, to judge, to make judgments - are you not all my beloved beings created by me, breathing my breath, alive?
I'm beyond judgment. Because everything resides in me: Day and night, light and dark, so called good and evil. I'm all one. And you're all one.
It is now that I sense questions about the why of the dark, the dark. Oh, I know only too well that you don't have a world of your own. God protect!
You are right to ask these questions. Shall we go into it a little?
Look, there was only light in the beginning. It was me in its purest form. I and the light are one.
The light contains pure love and the rainbow in all its colours. The whole spectrum of being.
God liked this being.
The rainbow spanned the heavens, the expanses of the cosmos, which you can hardly guess, let alone know about them. He dances in world space and gets danced. Oh, don't think that you are the only beings I have created! Oh, no! There are countless other forms of existence and being, shining in all rainbow colours.
They all make one for me. A unity in cosmic events. A unity to which I bring my unbreakable, unhindered love. After all, we are one. Inseparably linked.
Well, the story went on.
There were beings who made use of their gift of freedom. They split off voluntarily from me. Forgot who they are and where they came from.
I'm waiting for them. Full of love. Like the father on his son, who knows he will surely find his way home one day.
My son - in this picture - this is you. You forgot me a long time ago. Swirls through world history. EARTH became dark and heavy.
Now is the time to remind yourselves that nothing is ever lost. Nothing. You all will find your way back to my home. When, that's up to you.
Your soul, on the other hand, longs. And it knows the way. You can confide in it, unconditionally.
Your soul is ME - I am your soul.
My light dwells among you in many little lights. Also my son, he is back again, being among you, manifesting. To reach out your hand on your way. To invite you to come home.
It's that simple! Don't rack your brains! Follow love - and the colors of the rainbow, once given to you as a promise of my eternal covenant with you.
I can't help but welcome you with open arms! My heart is full of love and expectation for each one of you.
I love you immeasurably!
Your God, all of you.
Amen. Hallelujah. Amen.