Patience is bitter but its fruits sweet

Patiently  waiting is a beautiful activity, in your world still so unknown and unloved. In waiting lies a jewel, a gift, that will reveal itself when the time comes. So, wait, rejoice, and above all have faith that We will put everything in your hands when you are ready"

My God, my friend Merel heard these words for me a few years ago, when I was in a very difficult and seemingly hopeless situation. Would You like to comment on this?

My son, that's actually not necessary. This text of her My God is completely satisfactory.  Maybe this: you suffered a lot from a certain situation. And actually you are still happy every day just because of the simple fact that this situation is over, has been solved. And that's that gift, that jewel that's being talked about. And the greater your patience was, and the more unbearable the situation, the greater the liberation and happiness afterwards.  Isn’t that a jewel?

Your friend Merel is blessed.  

My blessings to you all

No 543

Keep smiling in life

My friend Merel had another revelation:

On a beautiful day I was cycling in the Twiske, a nature reserve near Amsterdam. To my great indignation I saw that there was once again a lot of waste after an event there. In addition, that week, cycling to work, or walking through city parks, the view of a lot of garbage and junk next to garbage bins, just indifferently wafted away.

I was completely taken for it and sighed to my Angel/God "How can I be a little happy or happy in a world where there is so much bluntness and rudeness towards nature; ruthlessly, man continues with destruction!" ?

It remained quiet for a moment and then I heard

"Dear Child, go down laughing..."

At first I thought huh.. what is this..?

But I finally understood that the downward line is as necessary as the ascending one in the sphere of relativity, and that in Eternity all this is only a small bump; ugly yes, but seen with mildness in God's eyes; like a naughty and stupid school class.   

These where the words of Merel.

Would You like to comment on this?

 

How could I do otherwise, my good son. And what a revelation from the My God of Merel. Actually, nothing should be added to it.

Yes it is a revelation. Because the big question is, "How does man keep up in his inner  self when the world around him collapses?"

In the blogs, sufficient attention has been paid to what is to come, despite Our desire to be optimistic, to inspire confidence and to sketch a beautiful and glorious perspective to all people. 

But there has also been spoken of the great changes that are coming so that Mother Nature can move forward with mankind, but in Her terms. And that's going to be a downfall, for a lot of people, a lot of animals, a lot of plants, a lot of nature.

How, then, does man behave? To speak with the sinking of the Titanic.

Running around madly and drowning in the cold water or making music and waiting in good company with a drink for the waves.

In short: in panic and confused and forgetting that one is human and there is more than earthly problems or in all confidence with a smile facing doom, the promise of eternity in memory. 

The latter seems to me to be more pleasant, more spiritual and more witnessing of self-control, trust and faith.

But there is still something I want to add.

Live the whole life smiling

For the world is a spectacle, your ego endearing, your suffering relative, your future in the spiritual world glorious.

Know that the spirit of humour should be a very important, if not the most important spirit in your life.

In any case, she is the most important helper of God. 

Your friend Merel is blessed. 

My blessings to you all

No 537

A bush begs for water

My friend Merel told me the following story. On a very dry day, she watered her plants in the front garden, the plants in pots were suffering greatly from the persistent drought. Nature yearned for water. When she had watered everything, she was walking back home when she heard crystal clear "Can I have a little too?". She turned very surprised at where this came from and then saw a bush, in the corner of the garden, which she had totally overlooked.

Very moved, she then gave a number of cans with water to this bush and although she heard nothing more, she felt the shame in her heart that she had simply overlooked this bush. As if she had forgotten to give a child in class a candy, that's how it felt. But as she watered the bush she also felt the amazement in her head and from the bush out a noticeable “oh nice” for the water that that bush got, that she also became very moved about the vulnerability of plants and trees compared to animals and men, after all, they have to wait until they "get water".

Would You like to respond to this?

I like to do so, because the spiritual world feels a lot of love for all living beings who cannot move and are totally dependent on their environment. And now also totally dependent on whether man looks after them. What a joy that your friend heard this distress signal, this plaintive question. How often do people not hear this, while the signal is always given. How difficult it can be, just look at a dry plant in the windowsill and you know enough.

Men don't listen very much to nature as you all know. And all nature on the whole earth shouts day and night "do you care about us please?" and mankind hears it too little and doesn't really do anything with it.

Woe bet you on the great Turnaround. 

Merel is blessed. 

My blessings to you all 

No 515

An Angel gets the TV running again.

My friend Merel told me this story:

'On Saturday afternoon I am a home care worker for a 71-year-old woman with vascular dementia. I'll take care of her lunch and dinner, make sure she drinks enough and keep her busy. But five hours sometimes last a long time with someone who can barely walk, can't concentrate on a book or game, and who is often anxious and is sometimes getting  angry because she can no longer find the words in her head. A beautiful nature film on TV offers a perspective. This afternoon we expected a documentary that seemed worth while.

The TV usually works smoothly. Just before the required time, I turned on the TV. Nothing. No picture, no sound, no signal, just nothing. Death. Tried again. Nothing. Batteries of the remote controlled, plugs checked, everything checked; Nothing..!!!

I started to get a little stuffy; am I promising my client a beautiful movie and then we get this. Plus the foresight of a long afternoon. Help... Uhhhh... Help?? OYES... there are Angels who can help in this! I've read a lot about it so why not ask for help now? So I said half-jokingly to my client but by now with sweaty armpits: "You know what w’ll do? We ask the Angel of technics for help, who knows.!" She smiled a littlebit incredulously "Oh are you....?"

I performed a little show play and turned my eyes to heaven: "Dear technical Angels, Archangel Michael, we want to watch TV so dearly, please help us, just make sure the TV will work again!" And then I heard "Give us three minutes." I kept that to myself at the moment and went to make a cup of tea in a kind of haze. Would it really???

With the tea finally on the table, I grab the remote and... YESSSSS the thing did it again!!! We did a high-five of fun. 

In retrospect, I thanked the Angels extensively. I'm sure heavenly intervention was going on here. It’s impressive that the Heavenly creatures want to work for something so earthy and prosaic. If only we want to ask for help, the Angels are ready to help and guide us."  

So much for my friend Merel. Would You like to comment on this?

That's what I love to do.

It is precisely this situation showing beautifully that people should always call on the angels because in the situations that are the craziest from your perspective they can perhaps mean a lot. I say perhaps, because sometimes in the material world, a mechanic just has to show up. 

What exactly happened to your friend Merel?

Merel has a very low profile relationship with technology, and only one thing has to go wrong whether she blocks, becomes impatient or furious and this all can, not necessarily, affect the technique. But right now her influence was great, precisely because they both needed it so much. There was so much to depend on. And so her influence unwittingly worked very intensely. The remote was blocked by a small piece of dust. But then Merel really put everything she had in storage of heavy energy such as irritation and anxiety into the technique which made the problem worse. The remote was dead and remained dead. Everything was on edge and seemed hopeless.

Only when Merel remembered the angels and honestly asked for help could the following happen: it took three minutes, which is why Merel was ticketed to the kitchen, to dissolve the negative energy, to blow away the piece of dust, after which everything did it again. But Merel had to go to the kitchen because her powers were too great and the angels would be powerless. So not the angel of engineering had arrived, but her own guardian angel could solve and cleanse everything with a simple act.

Also technique listens to the spirit, also matter is subject to spiritual powers. And it was only when Merel and her whole being asked for help, by this transcending her ego and deeming the earthly forces less important than the spiritual forces ( your faith will move mountains) that all blockages could be cleared. In your eyes a miracle, in the eyes of the spiritual world simply use of spiritual powers.

But let this be said: ask and you will be given. The world would be a better place if every person in every situation did what Merel and her client did. Because don't underestimate how much influence the client with dementia had on the process. She was genuinely and sincerely hesitant with her meager brain but with her emotional powers and her heart she was really in a joyful expectation when Merel invoked the angels. And that, of course, helped the guardian angels present enormously.  

Merel and her client are blessed.  

My blessings to you all

No 501

The mighty Spark of God sends news

I heard the following from my friend Merel and I asked her to put it on the mail so I could present it to My god. This is her story:

 

Due to all sorts of circumstances that I find quite stressful, I was caught up in worries and fears. The lockdown, the new threat of a mutating virus, and as a sour icing on the cake, there was this physical problem that could potentially be deadly. Now I am not afraid of death at all, on the contrary, I “would like to go Home”, but I am very afraid of pain and decline.

 

I said to God, "This is a little too much though. This debilitating world, all those worries everywhere, the total uncertainty and then also a nasty disease perhaps? I think it's okay, you can take me Home if you can.' (and actually I saw the impending illness a bit like a possible escape to Home frankly said).  

 

So there was a fear of really importance, and of course there was also some muddling around as my highly esteemed friend Frenkie calls it.  

 

Then I heard, in a well-worn tone as if it came from a beautiful church:

 

“I am part of a magnificent Creation. I am particle of a magnificent Creator.

So then; who am I to not want to live?”

This filled me with awe and great humility. It sounded almost strict yet very loving and full of understanding.  

 

What spoke here; my Higher Self, God's Spark, Spirit?  

 

I was a little surprised by the "I" expression.  

 

It still echoes in my head and heart every day.

 

As far as this Merel.

Would You like to comment on this?

 

My son, your friend Merel may cherish her line with Her God. This is plain language. Here's what I want to say about it. 

 

Your friend was taken out of her ego stuff by these powerful words.  

 

God cherishes life. 

God cherishes the beauty. 

God cherishes the suffering. 

God cherishes the being.

 

Who is man that he might doubt the power of God, the sanctity of existence?

Who is man that, in the delusion of the moment, he would like to doubt his existence, the beauty of life and the usefulness of his suffering?

Who is man who, when the road is blocked by obstacles and worries, wants to stop his journey at a bend in the road?

 

You seem to be little, short-sighted and childish beings full of self-pitying, doubt and fears with your shaky attitude to life, your muddling in aches and pains. How is God ever going to make something out of man? The Archangel Lucifer has fallen from heaven for a reason. He didn't like this project right away. He had no faith in you as a former monkey. 

 

But then God Itself.

 

How great is the love of God who lovingly ignores all this and sees nothing but your yeardous and caring spirit that must be comforted and cherished before pleasure and happiness is experienced again?

How great is the patience of God until you say to your whole being: not my will but Your will be done. 

How great is God who lifts you over a thousand obstacles and always helps you on your way.

How great is God who lovingly pushes you in your despair in the right direction.

 

The My God of Merel articulated the only correct perspective for man, namely the perspective of the spark of God in man who wants to finish His/Her project. There's nothing else that God wants, actually. Therefore the powerful words

 

who am I not wanting to live?"  

 

God wants you to identify with this great and eternal power in your being, hence. 

Your friend Merel is blessed. 

 

My blessings to you all

No 497

Loneliness can induce purification

My friend Merel also has a line up to the spiritual world and heard on a good day, when she was musing about her life and her being alone so often: "Loneliness can lead to purification". Would You like to comment on this? 

That's what I like to do. 

She has been alone a lot during that period and that can be hard to come by, because man is not made to be alone. But her My God whispered to her this sentence and that was also a comfort to her.  

 

For how can man come to himself, to his heart, to God when there are crowds all day long and people and sounds outside distracting from what’s happening in the inner world?

How can the sound of silence, the gentle hints of the inner self, the inner-ish voice of God be perceived otherwise than in solitude?

Didn't you for the first time in the same way only hear me in a big moment of desolation? 

Man can find God in the other, but really accomplish the subtle communication with God only well in being alone.  This contact with God is one of the aspects of purification. The other aspects are subject for another blog. 

Merel is blessed. 

 

My blessings to you all

No 490