Raging at life: a message from God Herself

Today, I felt the first shudders of impact from the fire vibrating through me. I felt angry all day. I wanted to scream and pound my fists in rage at everyone and everything.

Most of all, I wanted to scream in Life’s face, “How dare you be so cavalier of our precious lives? How dare you even consider wiping us away in a heartbeat? How dare you?!”

And in my heart, I did.

The message I received in response… well, I’ll let God speak for Herself:

I see the big picture; I am the big picture. This is flow. All comes from Me, all returns to Me. This is flow.

You cannot know how much I value each and every life. You have no inkling how precious each and every part of Me is to Me, how I marvel at Myself, how I marvel at you.

Even my toenail clippings are held as sacred, as holy, raised in golden radiance, gazed on in amazement. And you are by no means the least of these.

You are not the least of these.
You are not the least of these.
You are not the least of these.

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