There was a little book that a dear friend loaned me in 1998 or 99. It was entitled You and I translated from the French Lui et Moi. I forget the name of the author now.
This little book played a part for me in Godwriting™.
Each entry was very very short. Despite its being so short, it was fascinating.
Instead of my being humbled, I thought: "Well, I can certainly do better than this."
And so this little book played its bit part in the beginning of Godwriting.
You know that I do personal Godwriting every day. I never said, as the author of the little book did, that I was unworthy, though I certainly marvel to this day how all my good fortune came to me.
But I always did tell God all my troubles, all the insignificant things that seemed to take over my life. I even told Him my computer woes!
Now I find I don't want to tell God my troubles. Maybe it's that I can't anymore.
I still have insignificant things that trouble me, but God has said: "Would you complain to Me?" Of course, I had done a lot of just that.
In a recent Heavenletter, God said that the difference between the Great Ones and most of us is that the Great Ones let go of their pettiness. How I would love to do that.
When troubles were all I had to tell God, I found that I resisted doing personal Godwriting. It wasn't joy for me. But, of course, how could it be joy when moaning and groaning are such a low vibration?
And so now what is my personal Godwriting like? Very simple and very short. Mostly I say something I am glad and grateful for, and God does the same. Kinda reminiscent of that little book.
Now I am content to do as well as Lui et Moi.