If You Could Write A Book.

Washington, US of A, November 21, 2006.
Teacher: I Am.
Received by Sunday Rain.

I Am: “Come together. Look at the bounty Love’s hard work has brought into being. Each time you stretch out and reach across the threshold of any given challenge, and stick with it in the good name of love, you bring about that mysterious beauty that no other moment can match, and this is because you have given it your all. A good amount of love requires an amount of good Love! There is no small way about it, no short cuts, no safety gear; just real good old fashioned hard work. Now, keep in mind an open door as you rest awhile from a job well done.

“You see what Love can do? Well, dear one, in these trying times, Love can always do more. And so remember now the blessings brought forth, and stay on your toes, for the road of love is never ending. Watch your clocks and mind your soul, because you don’t want to miss any of the show. Ah, Life! Just one captured moment reveals an intricate storyline from a book that has up until now not been written.

“Write your book so that the pages show a character of true devotion to that rare humility of Love. Leave him the title of an unsung hero, for real heroes are far too content to mess things up for themselves over bothersome details. Love is more fulfilling. Ah, the golden glow, the complete feeling, in the know, the heart wrenching then tender overflow!”

“If you could write a book.”

11:11 Angels