God Loves You
Anyway
By
The Hermit of Eday
Many imagine they do things which make God to stop loving them, this is Not Possible no matter the thing done which encourages this thought. The intellect believes that God "loves" as it imagines love to be, the Love of the Father is not dependant upon our good behaviour here. God does not fall in and out of love as the passing human intellect does. The Father is in Reality what "Love Is" it is the Fabric of His Being, He "Knows" Nothing of Hate or Division, He is Love, these thing are Not of Him, they are of "You"
Children, you imagine your thoughts are "You" and these thoughts tell you that if they stop functioning you will no longer be you. You say that if you were more than thought you would Know it, but the very thing that makes you think that, is the very thing hiding this Truth from you, for the thought that describes death as the cessation of thought, is in reality the inability of its Own Nature to see other than what it is of Itself.
What does this mean? if it Cannot "Know" it, if it Cannot touch it, if it Cannot see it, it does Not Exist. Faith is the Remedy, for Faith looks Beyond the Parameters of thoughts "Reasoning" and can see that which is Not Dependent upon reasons Judgements, this is the True Goal of Humility, not that Humility can be learned, it is found in the Truth that the Thoughts of the Passing Intellect, Truly Know Nothing. This is Why "Thought" passes at Death, your Spirit Enters God's One Truth, and takes its Place in His Truth, for He Is One I Am, and We One With, and In Him.
The Father is the Eternal Constant your spirit Enters upon your bodies Death. He is Pure Naked Love, the Very Depths of which your spirit Enters, like a fish returns to water, after Capture and Release. But "Nothing" that is "Not" of Him can Enter Him, as we have have explained somewhere, Oil and Water do Not Mix, and He can be Nothing other than what and Who He Is, so that What you have Become here, Naturally decides your Fate after Here no longer Exists for You.
Perhaps the Father Willing, we might yet say more.
