Trust in the Driver of the Bus Named Faith | Heavenletters
Earth is rising to Heaven, and you cannot stay the same as you were. You cannot stay behind. You cannot. You have to rise. You have to rise to Me.
Part of you wants to say: “Dear God, please don’t rush me. Give me a little bit more time to stay just as I am. I am afraid of losing myself. I am afraid I will disappear.”
And I am telling you that you are not your perceptions. When your used-up perceptions disappear, you will appear. You cannot disappear when you have not yet appeared. Letting go of smallness is not your disappearance. You never were the limits you set for yourself. I am telling you to appear. Walk out of the past assumptions you have held on to so dearly.
You say, “But, God, I have to know where I am going. I have to know what I am doing.”
And I say, “You do not.”
It is one of your old perceptions that you must know where you are going. It is an old perception that you ever did know where you were going. You never did know that you would be where you are now, doing as you are now. You do not know how you got here. Gloria does not know why she writes My words, and you do not know why you read them.