"No man can come to the Father's Love, except he be born again. This is the great and fundamental Truth which men must learn and believe, for without this New Birth men cannot partake of the Divine Essence of God's Love, which, when possessed by a man, makes him at one with the Father. This Love comes to man by the workings of the Holy Ghost, causing this love to flow into the heart and soul, and filling it, so that all sin and error must be eradicated.
I am not going to tell tonight just how this working of the spirit operates, but, I say, if a man will pray to the Father and believe, and earnestly ask that this Love be given him, he will receive it; and when it comes into his soul he will realize it.
Let not men think that by any effort of their own they can come into this union with the father, because they cannot. No river can rise higher than its source; and no man who has only the natural love and filled with error can of his own powers cause that natural love to partake of the Divine, or his nature to be relieved of such sin and error. "
Jesus - I am the Way the Truth and the Life
What do I have to give? I have God’s Love. I have God’s Love to give. There is a gift no greater. This I know. This I am in being, in truth, in wholeness. By my presence I bring peace, I bring joy for I fully allow God’s Divine Love to flow into and through my heart, my soul, my being. My very essence is being transformed by this Love. I am so filled that I naturally pour forth. As my cup runneth over in joy, in ecstasy, with this One Power, Force of Nature, Force of God.
My eyes dance with the spirit of joy. My heart sings with the angel choir. Oh the joy of all that is higher. I look up, I see. I look within, I know. I look around and become one with all good. Nature is God’s way of speaking Truth. Nothing in nature denies God’s Perfect ways. There is no door to open or shut within nature’s being. Only man, mankind, was made in such a way. But there is a way to be found which leads back to the nature of God’s goodness.
I make my own music. I write my own songs. I hum along to my heart’s sweet song. For God’s very Love fills me up. This I know. This I show. I am born again in Love, in Truth, in Beauty. Joy weeps from my very pores. I cry only tears of joy. Oh behold the wonders of God so Almighty.
Excerpted from the book Listen Hear, A Divine Love Story by Debra Clemente