Condition yourself
The morning could be announcing a day of great adventure. Great adventure could be announcing great joy. If you knew you were being offered great joy today, would you not leap out of bed with alacrity? Condition yourself to a great day coming today. Herald it.
I know I have read this again and again in so many Heavenletters, probably thinking ja ja and then hastily moving on to see what the rest of the Letter holds for me. But what about it? Chuck?
It's not difficult for me to get up in the morning. Usually I feel refreshed, and usually I am hungry. Besides, the early morning is Heavenletters time. And my boss, I, doesn't mind when I'm an hour late at work. I can always add it at night. Getting up in the morning is quite enjoyable as long as I don't envison the whole day. I know the day will bring so much that is thoroughly unenjoyable. Having to sit at your desk for hours and ours in a body that loves to move and be outdoors, doing a demanding and poorly paid work that hast lost whatever little meaning it once seemed to have, unsuccessfully trying to think of something else you could do – it's simply not the kind of thing you are looking forward to. You feel the situation can't be helped. And you always try to get past those greet-the-day passages in Heavenletters as fast as possible. But what about them?
Today the "what if" somehow stops me. Really, what if this day, contrary to routine expectation, turns out to hold adventure and joy? Wow, that would be lovely. Let's deem it possible. Let's have "advance joy" (translation of German word).
I love the what-ifs in Heavenletters. Many of them are absolutely ingenious, turning you upside down and inside out before you even notice. One day I will write a piece about them.


Random Comments
I can hardly believe it. In Heavenletter #2582, The Lock and the Key, is the silent prayer of my life, word for word:
"Look, God....." This Heaven Letter sounds to me like the last word. But if I look closely, does not Heaven Letter #1 sound like the last word too? In retrospect, it does. In retrospect, it even seems to me that all I will ever need is one sentence: "You came with nothing but Me."