God said:
Yes, I hear your moans and groans. Sometimes it seems that you major in moans and groans. And sometimes you face yourself squarely and say:
“Beloved God of Glory, to think that You notice us and pay great attention to us. To think that You love us, really love us, as we are, and that You love through thick and thin. Why are we not overjoyed? This is the biggest mystery in life, not that You love us, but that we are not the most joyous people in all the world. How can it be that all of us on Earth are not happy and pouring out gratitude for this blessing of life You have bestowed upon us.
"Instead we are grumpy, and we find fault with You and how You have put the Universe together. We are imperious, God. We correct You. We dare to tell You how You really ought to have set up the Universe. Are we an ungrateful bunch, God?”
Beloveds, I do not think either grateful or ungrateful. A baby is a baby. Understand this: You, all of you, just as you are, bring out the love in Me as naturally as the sun rises from the East. There is nothing difficult about My loving you. My love for you belongs to you. You are growing up. You are not growing down. As you live in life, you learn to respect and accept life as it is, and you plant flowers. You are putting aside your ignorance, and you grow toward the Sun.