God said:

 

The Heart of God is yours. That may seem impossible to you because of the wayward ups and downs of your heart. You know that My heart is stable. You know that My heart is content. You know that My heart is for giving rather than for seeking.

I do seek that you come to the peace, sturdiness, and givingness of My heart. I have everything, and everything is the love in My heart, so I seek for you to be aware of My heart in yours. What a relief that will be to you. It is your awareness of yourself that I seek, your awareness of Who you really are.

As it is, you travel on by-ways of your heart. You leave the main arteries of love and make detours with them. You go by back roads rather than by the fullness of your heart. You have made of your heart an orator, a debater, a questioner, a refugee really. You have displaced your heart. You have used your heart, manipulated it, tormented it.

Your heart is God-given. Your heart is a palpable heart. It naturally wants to love, while you have made your heart into a sideline. Your true heart does not say, “Gimme, gimme, gimme all I crave for…”  Your true heart says, “Let my heart give to other hearts and so to the Universe.”

You have talked of following God’s Will and go off on tangents. You cut up My heart within yours into little pieces. You make offshoots of My heart within yours.

Enough absconding with My heart within yours. Enough hiding it, disturbing it. You have made Our beautiful heart long-suffering as though suffering were the basis of your heart rather than the love it is made for and all the love that it holds,  Our heart has been shuffled into corners for the sake of what? Safety?  Any part of your heart where anything less than love promotes itself is, ah, misbegotten.

You have taken your beautiful plum of a heart and tossed it into the bushes. You have put it aside. You have made it wait for later, for sometime, for some other time, for once in a while when it seems safe, and you don’t have to look both ways.

Your heart is made for love, nothing else. All these random emotions you frequent are diversions you take to deny yourself your heart’s own joy. You are not even using your head, beloveds. You pour your misconceived thoughts into your heart. You tear your heart open and sprinkle it with salt.

Never mind all that. Now take your heart out of the freezer case you put it in. Take it out and put it in the sun. Let the sun warm up your heart. Let the sun melt your heart. Your heart is meant to absorb and reflect the warmth of the sun.

Or, you can say you are to get your heart away from the waves it rides and dive your heart into the depth of the Ocean. Then your heart can come up strongly like a dolphin. In any case, you must break through the surface where you have stashed your heart.

Your heart is meant for giving. Your heart is meant for loving. Your heart is meant for joy. Giving and loving are the heart's roads that lead to joy.

Come, love even your heart. Start here. Hold your heart in your hands. Open your hands, and let your heart be seen as Mine. Let your secret heart be seen. Open your heart. Let your heart stroll the world and find itself in its giving rather than in its reaping. Of course, to your heart, to your heart of gold, giving and reaping are one and the same, just as your heart is Mine entrusted into your care.