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for me and you.

Monday 9/20/10


For us.


"Dear God,

May we each be able to awaken your love in all hearts.

Peace, Amen."



"All of you have tasted love in some form in your hearts; therefor you know a little about what it is. But you have not understood how to develop love, how to purify and expand it into divine love. A spark of this divine love exists in most hearts in the beginning of life, but is usually lost because we do not know how to cultivate it. Many people wouldn't think it even necessary to analyze what love is. They recognize love as the feeling they have for their relatives, friends, and others whom they feel strongly attracted. But there is much more than that. If you could feel even a particle of divine love, so great would be your joy--so overpowering--you could not contain it. The satisfaction of love is not in the feeling it's self, but in the joy that feeling brings.

True love is divine, and divine love is joy. Joy is God."

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