Heavenletters

This is the Heavenletter that was "randomly" generated for me today (personally, I believe the thing is loaded and always knows exactly what I need, or unwittingly yearn, to hear).

It speaks of amazement, and isn't this amazing:

All that was created before you was created for you. But there was no before you. You created the created with Me. You were present at its inception. You are its inception.

Something tells me this is so, but I also know I'm not really seeing it yet. I try to understand the words you are not a shard of life, knowing I still very much feel that way.

And these are the words that for some reason touched me most deeply:

Sometimes you remind Me of the child who wants a big piece of cake but reservedly, politely, accepts only a small one. From some sense of what do My children do that?

Indeed, dear God, what?
I read the previous Heavenletter, The Glance You Give the World, and found at least part of the answer there: fear. Fear makes you tiptoe. But please dont think it's a Heavenletter on fear. It's on joy, really, but explaining how fear, that last chapter of prehistory, can veil the joy we truly are. I still don't know what to do with Be done with it when it comes to fear. But God, and friends, keep reminding me that it's not my responsibility as individual Jochen to resolve anything. I'll just try not to interfere.

Returning to this present Heavenletter, it sounds reasonable when it says, You came willingly. Do not balk now. If it's true that I came willingly, there has to be the confidence somewhere that this is also true: Your heart is Homeward bound.