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Anh ấy nghĩ gì về tôi
Anh ấy nghĩ gì về tôi
In this moment of infinity, angels throng around you. Never forget this.
You are never alone means just that. Even if you were adrift in the
middle of the ocean, you would not be alone. Even if you were hurtling
through space, you would not be alone. Even in the midst of war and
calamity, you are not alone, for I am with you and a horde of angels
too. And yet you often feel alone, perhaps clumped with others who
also feel alone, but alone in a wilderness of thought. Immersed in My
love, sometimes you feel without it. I am with you now and a band of
angels is searing your heart.
Anh không bao giờ cô đơn. Thậm chí khi anh trôi dạt giữa đại dương,
anh sẽ không cô đơn, vì em luôn bên anh. Tràn ngập trong yêu thương
của em, đôi khi anh lại không cảm thấy điều đó. Em là người thân thiết
nhất của anh. Em trong mỗi hơi thở của anh. Anh đừng nhìn vào những
biểu hiện của em, vì anh có thể phân vân. Bất kì anh ở nơi nào, em luôn
nghĩ về anh. Bất cứ nơi nào anh đi, em luôn hiện diện cùng anh. Khi anh
rẽ hướng nào, em cũng ở đó. Bây giờ, anh, anh đó, hãy biểu hiện cho
em thấy đi.
I am often asked if I have a form and can I be seen. Have I, Who created
the cosmos — do I have a form, and can I be seen, and, more to the
point, will you ever see Me? I Who am the Creator of the five senses,
am I beyond them? Will you see Me with your eyes, touch Me with
your fingers, hear Me with your ears, taste Me with your tongue, pick
up a scent of Me with your nose? Is that what you want? Is that the
proof you crave? Must I be physical for you to grasp Me?
Are you not glad that I am beyond what your senses can perceive? Do
you really think I'd be more if only you could only see Me etc? I would
be less. How disappointed you would be if I were limited to the physical
realm! Oh, woe! You would wring your hands in despair if that were the
case.
Bất kì anh ở nơi nào, em luôn nghĩ về anh. Bất cứ nơi nào anh đi, em
luôn hiện diện cùng anh. Khi anh rẽ hướng nào, em cũng ở đó. Bây giờ,
anh, anh đó, hãy biểu hiện cho em thấy đi.
Does love exist? How many angels dance on the head of a pin is the
same as asking, can love be marked off and documented, halted in time
and space? Love is ever moving. No picture can be taken of love, not of
love itself, and yet what is grander than a drop of love. What in the
universe begins to have the power of love so far beyond embankment.
Wherever you are, I am. Wherever you go, I am. Wherever you turn, I
am. Now, you, you, reveal yourself to Me.
The Confidence of Love
Heavenletter #1779 Published
on: October 4, 2005
God said:
Ồ , phả i rồ i, em yêu, em đang là m tố t lắ m.
Sá ng nay suy nghĩ đầ u tiên củ a em là em
đượ c yêu thương như thế nà o. Em đượ c
yêu thương từ nhữ ng đỉnh nú i.
Oh, yes, beloveds, you are doing fine.
Have your first thought this morning be
how loved you are. You are loved from
the mountain tops. You are loved from
Heaven. Oh, how you are loved from
Heaven.
Ồ , phả i rồ i, em yêu, em đang là m tố t lắ m.
Sá ng nay suy nghĩ đầ u tiên củ a em là em
đượ c yêu thương như thế nà o. Em đượ c
yêu thương từ nhữ ng đỉnh nú i.
Làm thế nà o mà ai đó đượ c yêu thương
như em lạ i cả m thấ y khô ng đượ c yêu
thương? Đâ y thự c sự là mộ t lầ m lẫ n củ a
tâ m trí. Em đã nhìn theo hướ ng sai rồ i, và
em nhậ n thấ y mình đang mong muố n. Tấ t
cả nhữ ng điều em cò n thiếu là nhậ n thứ c
về giá trị củ a em. Hã y biết mình giá trị
như thế nà o, và chẳ ng có gì mà em thiếu
thố n cả .
Arithmetic
Heavenletter #3436 Published
on: April 22, 2010
God said:
Beloveds, what is there that I have not
said? I repeat Myself. I stir your heart. I
cheer you on.
Do you think I ask a lot of you? I ask
little. I ask that you feel loved and that
you give love. I ask you to be My agent
on Earth. I ask you to represent Me. I
ask you to love My creation as if it were
your own. I ask you to take care of
yourself and the world where you live. I
ask you to be good-natured. I ask you to
respond to all in hearing distance. I ask
you to be calm and be of a good cheer.
I ask you to ameliorate the world. I ask
you to beat to the rhythm of My heart. I
ask you to be happy and happiness to
give.
I ask you to learn and to grow and to
live life in good grace.
Anh yêu cầ u em nhả y mú a nơi trung tâ m
trá i tim anh, và là bạ n nhả y cù ng anh ở
giữ a trá i tim anh nơi chính là sà n nhả y
cuộ c số ng mà em đang số ng. Hã y lắ ng
nghe nhịp đậ p trá i tim anh, vì nó là củ a
em. Anh tặ ng nó cho em. Anh tặ ng em trá i
tim anh như là mộ t mó n trang sứ c quý để
trô ng nom. Em đã nghĩ rằ ng em xa cá ch
anh. Xa cá ch khô ng tồ n tạ i đâ u em. Nó có
vẻ như vậ y. Em đã đượ c dạ y như vậ y.
Thự c ra, em chính là sự hiện hữ u củ a anh.
…
I ask you to dance in place in the center
of My heart, and to partner with Me in
the center of My heart which is the
dance floor of the life you live. Thrum to
the beat of My heart, for it is yours. I
give it to you. I give you My heart as a
precious jewel to care for. I ask you to
not keep it private, but to reveal it to all
in the land. I ask you to give and to
receive, to receive and to give and know
not the difference.
You do not know where My heart
begins and ends, nor do you know where
the heart in your chest and the heart in a
seeming another begin and end, for
there is a continuity that takes no
breach.
There is one pulse in the Universe, and
it pulses now. Feel My heart. Feel yours.
This is the pulse of the Universe. This
throb in your heart beats for all that is or
ever was or will ever be. Your heart
pulses for Me, as Mine pulses for you.
Em đã nghĩ rằ ng em xa cá ch anh. Xa
cá ch khô ng tồ n tạ i đâ u em. Nó có vẻ như
vậ y. Em đã đượ c dạ y như vậ y. Thự c ra, em
chính là sự hiện hữ u củ a anh. …
You have thought you were separate
from Me and Mine. You thought you
were one dot printed on a fabric of many
dots. All the seeming dots run into one
another. Separation doesn't exist. It
seems to. You were taught separation.
You were taught that there is yours, and
there is Mine. In truth, you are My My-
ness. There is one gene in the Universe,
and it is Mine, and it is yours. All the
dissimilarities that seem to exist do not
exist. Oneness is. Anything else is not.
Yet separation has been held up on
Earth like a banner. A marching band
has taken you away with them, and you
leave your Self behind. Seemingly, you
leave your Self behind. You assume an
identity that is not yours at all. You give
this assumed identity a great
importance, as if your very life depended
upon it.
You see varied players around the
poker table. You think you pick up the
chips or that someone else does. You
imagine there are other players, and you
imagine that you can win or lose. You
think you live in a game of chance, and
that it is chance that brought you on
Earth just to play cards.
Who is it who is playing cards, beloveds,
in this casino of life? Who plays all the
hands, and who does this or that. Is it
you? Is it I? Is it anyone? Who cheers
you when you win, and who cheers you
when you do not win, and who says you
win or lose, and who can give any of it
meaning? And yet it means something.
It means a lot to you even thought it is
only a rambling that paves the top of
where real life happens and its
magnificence for the One of Us called
two.