No discordant note mars your intercourse with Me, for only with Me can life be perfect harmony.
There may be much to regret on your part, failure, disloyalty, fear, sin.
In My Holy Presence all that is swept away by My Hand of Love. Only Love, Peace-bringing, Harmony-producing Love remains. If you are to face the World and maintain your calm, you must take to the World, and your tasks in it My Peace and Harmony.
The human heart craves a Leader, one whose will it delights to obey.
It craves a oneness of aim and achievement with a loved one. It craves to be understood.
It craves to reveal itself without reservations and to gain only strength thereby.
To gain, too, an ever more intimate revelation of the heart of the loved one. Where can the heart of man find satisfaction as with Me?
Are you ready for training and discipline? Like my winter-trees, seemingly useless and impotent to those who do not understand the enrooting in Me which keeps you steadfast amid storms and winter cold.
All through the dark months when your beauty (your power to help and shield) has been sacrificed, you are yet drawing in strength and sustenance.
The time to help will come again, and you will have learned to have no personal pride in the beauty of your foliage and the restfulness of your shade.
You will use them for those who need them, but will give the glory to Me, your Lord.
Love and care and pray. Never feel helpless to aid those you love. I am their help. As you obey Me and follow My teaching in your daily life, you will bring that help into operation.
So, if you desire to be used to save another, turn to your own life. As far as you can, make it all that it should be.
Let your influence for Me extend ever further and further. Let Love be your balm for all ills, the Power in which you will break down all barriers.
It stands, too, for the Name of the God you love and serve. So with His banner floating o’er you, go on in glad confidence to victory. Your task to help, to strengthen, raise, heal. Only as you love will you do this.
Love is a flower.
Love is the seed from which that flower germinates.
Love is the soil in which it is nourished and grows.
Love is the sun that draws it to fulfillment.
Love is the fragrance that flower gives out.
Love is the vision that sees its beauty, and God is Love, all-knowing, all-understanding, from whom all Good proceeds.
In due season you shall reap if you faint not.
The way may seem long and dreary.
Sometimes My Heart of Love aches that I have to ask you to tread so long and so weary a way. Yet to each of My followers the road chosen is surely the one best suited for his feet.
But feet grow weary. Have you let Love smooth the toilsome way? We walk together.
This has ever been My command to you. Love and Laugh. There is a quality about true Love to which laughter is attune.
The Love that does not pulse with joy (of which laughter is the outward sign) is but solicitude. The Joy of Heaven is consciousness of God’s Love.
It was that Love that brought Me to your world.
Consciousness of that Love called forth your joy. Study My Words in the Upper Room — “Loved of My Father”; “I will love him”; “That your Joy might be full.”
He that reapeth receiveth wages and gathereth fruit unto life everlasting, that both he that reapeth and he that soweth may rejoice together.
Do you not see that if you are careless about the reaping you have prevented the harvest-joy of the sower?
If by your life and character you do not reap to the full that which they have sown, you are robbing them of the well-earned fruit of their labors.
Further learn this lesson. There are many of My workers and servants in different spheres of the activity to whom you owe the seed of word or example or loving help that has influenced you.
It is a sacred trust. Use it fully.
Do not try to force yourself to love others. Come to Me. Learn to love Me more and more, to know Me more, and little by little you will see your fellowman as I see him. Then you, too, will love him.
Not only with the Love of Me, which makes you desire to serve him, but you will see the lovable in him, and love that.
Human nature is so complex. You can hardly, even in your most enlightened moments, tell what motive prompted this or that action of your own.
How, then, can you judge of another, of whose nature you have so little understanding? And to misjudge of what in another may have been prompted by the Spirit of God, is to misjudge God’s Spirit.
Can any sin be greater than that? False judgment sent Me to the Cross!
