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THE GOD MEMORANDUM

To: You
From: God

I hear you cry.

Be at peace. Be calm, for I bring you relief for your sorrow, for I know its cause and I know its cure.

You weep for all your childhood dreams that have vanished with the years.

You weep for all your self-esteem that has been corrupted by failure.

You weep for all your talent that has been wasted through misuse.

You look upon yourself with disgrace and you turn in terror from the image you see reflected in the pool. Who is this mockery of humanity starring back at you with bloodless eyes of shame?

Where is the grace of your manner, the beauty of your figure, the quickness of your movement, the clarity of your mind, the brilliance of your tongue? Who stole your goods? Is the thief's identity known to you, as it is to me?

Once you read from many books and wrote on many tablets, convinced beyond any doubt that all the wisdom of Solomon would be equaled and surpassed by you.

And the seasons would flow into years until lo, you would reign supreme in you own garden of Eden.

Who implanted those plans and dreams and seeds of hope within you?

You cannot remember?

The passing years have destroyed your recollection, for they have filled your mind with fear and doubt and anxiety and remorse and hate. And there is no room for joyful memories where these beasts habitate.

Weep no more, for I am with you. This moment is the dividing line for your life. All that has gone before is past.

This is the day that you return from the living dead.

I command you to come forth and walk from your cave of doom to begin a new life.

This is your new date of birth. Head my words. Follow my counsel. This time you shall not fail.

Feel my hand upon your head and attend to my wisdom.

Let me share with you again our secret which you heard once but have forgotten.

I have fashioned with your infinite love, a masterpiece of divine workmanship.

But how can you be a masterpiece when you consider yourself a failure at the most menial of tasks? How can you be a masterpiece when you have no confidence in dealing with the most trivial of responsibilities? How can you be a masterpiece of divine workmanship when you are shackled by debt and lie awake in torment over whence will come tomorrow's bread?

Enough. The milk that is spilt is sour. Yet how many messengers have I sent you with word of your divine origin, your potential for godliness and the secrets of achievement? And how did you treat them?

Still my love concern for you has never changed. And I am with you now through these words to fulfill the words of the prophet who announced that I shall set my hand upon you again, a second time.

I have set my hand again. This is the second time.

You have been told that I created you in my image. You have been told that you are a wonderful piece of work, noble in reason, infinite in faculties, in form and moving express and admirable, the beauty of the world, the paragon of animals.

You believed no one. You burned your map to happiness; you abandoned your claim to peace of mind; you snuffed out the candles that had been placed along your destined path of glory; and then you stumbled, lost and frightened, in the darkness of futility and self-piety, until you fell into a hell of your own creation.

Then you cried and beat your breast and cursed the luck that had befallen you. You refused to accept the consequences of your own petty thoughts and lazy deeds and you searched for a scapegoat on which to blame your failures. How quickly you found one! You blamed me!

You cried that your handicaps, your mediocrity, your lack of opportunity, your failures were the will of God!

You were wrong!

Are blind? Does the sun rise and set without your witness?

No. You can see. I have place in your eyes the hundred million receptors to enable you to enjoy the magic of a leaf, a snowflake, a pond, an eagle, a child, a cloud, a star, a rose, a rainbow, and the look of love. Count one blessing!

Are you deaf? Does a baby laugh or cry without your attention?

No. You can hear. I have built the twenty-four thousand fibers in each of your ears to vibrate to the wind in the trees, the tides on the rocks, the majesty of an opera, a robin's plea, the laughter of children at play and to the words: `I love you.'

Count another blessing.

Are you mute? Do your lips move and bring forth only spittle?

No. You can speak, as can no other of my creatures, and your words can calm the angry, uplift the despondent, goad the quitter, cheer the unhappy, warm the lonely, praise the worthy, encourage the defeated, teach the ignorant... and say: `I love you.' Count another blessing.

Are you paralyzed? No. You can move. You can stretch and run and dance and work. Within you I have designed five hundred muscles, two hundred bones, and seven miles of nerve fibers all synchronized by me to do your bidding. Count another blessing.

Are you unloved and unloving? No more. For now you know love's secret, that to receive love it must to be given with no thought of its return. To love for fulfillment, satisfaction, or pride is no love. Love is a gift on which no return is demanded. Now you know that to love is unselfishly is its own reward. And even should love not be returned it is not lost, for love not reciprocated will flow back to you and soften and purify your heart. Count another blessing.

Is your heart stricken? Does it leak and strain to maintain your life? No. Your heart is strong.

Touch your chest and feel its rhythm, pulsating, hour after hour, day and night, thirty-six million beats each year, year after year, asleep or awake, pumping your blood through more than sixty thousand miles of veins, arteries and tubing, pumping more than six thousand gallons each year. No man has ever created such a machine.

Count another blessing.

And now, consider the intricate structure of your brain, the most complex in the universe. Within its three pounds are thirteen billion nerve cells, more than three times as many cells as there are people on the earth. And to help you file away every perception, every sound, taste, smell, every action you have experienced since the day of your birth, I have implemented within your cells, more than one thousand billion protein molecules. Every incident in your life is there, awaiting only your recall. And ,to assist your brain in the control of your body, I have dispersed throughout your form, four million pain-sensitive structures, five hundred thousand touch detectors, and more than two hundred thousand temperature detectors. None of your ancient wonders are greater than you.

You are my finest creation!

You have so much; you are so rich in blessings they overflow your cup. And yet, you have been unmindful of them. With generosity and regularity I have bestowed them upon you.

Know then the first secret to happiness and success that you possess. I have bestowed on you every blessing necessary to be your treasure and your tool with which to build, starting today, the foundation for a new and better life.

Where are the handicaps that produced your failure? They existed only in your mind.

Count your blessings. This is the first law that you must obey in order to perform the miracle of your return to life from the living death.

And the second law is like unto the first. Proclaim your rarity.

Do you not wonder why I am able to forgive your failures, your transgressions, your pitiful demeanor... when you cannot forgive yourself?

I address you now for you need me.

In all the seventy billion humans who have walked this planet since the beginning of time, never has there been anyone exactly like you.

Never until the end of time will there be another such as you.

And yet, you show no knowledge or appreciation of your uniqueness.

From your father, in his moment of supreme love, flowed countless seeds of love, more than four hundred million in number. All of them, as they swam within your mother, gave up the ghost and died. All except one: you!

You alone persevered within the loving warmth of your mother's body, searching for your other half, a single cell from your mother, so small that more than two million would be necessary to fill an acorn shell. Yet, despite impossible odds, in that vast ocean of loving darkness, you persevered, found that infinite small cell, joined with it, and began a new life, your life.

You arrived, two cells now united, each cell containing twenty-three chromosomes and within which chromosome hundreds of genes, which would govern every characteristic about you, from the color of your eyes to the size of your brain.

With all the combinations at my command, beginning with that sperm from your father's four hundred million, through the hundred of genes in each of the chromosomes from your mother and father, I could have created three hundred thousand billion humans, other than you, each different from the other. But whom did I bring forth?

You! And this you must never forget. You did not happen by accident. You were not a product of chance. I do not operate by accident or chance. You came into being by divine design, a priceless treasure, possessed of qualities in mind and speech and movement and appearance and actions as no other who has ever lived, lives now, or shall live. You are a child and fruit of my love, singular, unique, unduplicated.

Why have you valued yourself so little? Why have you listened to those who demeaned you? And, far worse, why have you believed them?

Take counsel. Do not be ashamed of your individual rarity. Bring it forth into the light. Be yourself!

And now you have received two laws.

Count your blessings!

Proclaim your rarity!

The third law I give to you is the law of success in every venture. The law is simple. All can use the secret to their advantage; for of all rules, only one method has never failed:

"Whosoever shall compel you to go with him one mile...
go with him another mile."

Be ready to render more and better service than is expected of you, no matter what your task may be. The surest way to doom yourself to mediocrity is to perform only the work for which you are paid.

Give no thought to being cheated if you do more work than you are paid for. For there is a pendulum to all life; and the sweat you deliver, if not rewarded today, will swing back tomorrow, tenfold. The mediocre never goes another mile, for why should he cheat himself, he thinks.

To go another mile is a privilege you must appropriate by your own initiative. Neglect it and the responsibility of your failure is yours alone.

Concern yourself not should you serve an ungrateful master. Serve him more.

And, instead of him, let it be me who is in your debt, for then you will know that every minute, every stroke of extra service will be repaid. And worry not, should your reward not come soon. For the longer payment is withheld, the better for you... and compound interest is this law's greatest benefit.

You cannot command success. You can only deserve it. And now you know the great secret necessary in order to merit its rare reward.

Go another mile!

And now the laws of happiness and success are three. Count your blessings! Proclaim your rarity! Go extra mile!

Be patient with your progress. To count your blessings with gratitude, to proclaim your rarity with self-confidence, to go the extra mile and then another--- these acts are not accomplished in the blinking of an eye. For that which you acquire with most difficulty you learn to appreciate more and retain the longest.

Fear not as you enter your new life. You are not the momentary whim of a careless creator, experimenting in the laboratory of life. You are not a slave of forces that you cannot comprehend. You are a free manifestation of my love. You were made with a purpose, a masterpiece of divine workmanship.

You were a marvel to behold and I was pleased. I gave you this world, to have dominion over sea and land, to trace the stars and search the heavens for power. Then, to enable you to reach your full potential I endowed you with powers unknown to any other creature in the universe.

I gave you the power to think. I gave you the power to love.

I gave you the power to will. I gave you the power to laugh.

I gave you the power to create. I gave you the power to plan.

I gave you the power to speak. I gave you the power to pray.

I gave you the power to adjust to any climate, any hardship, any challenge. I gave you the power to be master of and to manage your own destiny. I gave you the power to translate and interpret a sensation or perception, not by instinct, but by thought and deliberation into whatever is best for yourself and all humanity.

Thus we come to the fourth law of success and happiness: Use wisely your power of choice.

Choose to love rather than hate. Choose to laugh rather than to cry. Choose to build rather than destroy. Choose to preserve rather than quit. Choose to praise rather than to gossip. Choose to heal rather than to wound. Choose to share rather than to steal. Choose to act rather than to procrastinate. Choose to grow rather than to stagnate. Choose to pray rather than course. Choose to live rather than die. This day is your new day of birth. Today I have once more laid

loving hands upon you and brought you back from a living death. This day you have been born again. But you have an important role to play. Having endowed you with the power to choose you must exercise that power wisely. Just as before, you can choose failure and despair; or success and happiness. The choice is yours, the choice is exclusively yours.

I have given you the tools with which to build a new life, a joyful zestful life. I have laid down four laws of happiness and success for you to follow. Remember them, apply them each day anew, everyday of your life, with vigor and courage and renewed hope. Do not be afraid for I am always with you. Together we shall finish the course and get home at last, you and I.

Remember, then the four laws:

to count your blessings;

to proclaim your rarity;

to go another mile;

to use your power of choice wisely.

And to these, add one more, to fulfill the other four:

Do all things with L O V E.

Don't forget that your creation is the fruit of my limitless love for you; that my love keeps you in continued existence; that everything that you are, all that you have, are gifts of my abiding love for you.

It is my will that you be happy. Every moral law is ultimately ordained not to inhibit your freedom but to preserve that freedom. Every law is there to contribute to your well-being and welfare. Discovering my mind and fulfilling my will is the key to your happiness. And your growth in perfection is proportionate to your continuous exercise of your own powers to love:

Love for yourself;

Love for all others;

Love for me;

For it is in loving that you will be most like me, for

I am love.

Henceforth, you are to look at yourself, your life, and all reality not from your own narrow and limited viewpoint, but from my viewpoint. I am giving you a new outlook. You are to develop a new attitude. I am inviting you to view yourself, your life, all reality from my divine vantage point. And you shall see everything God-bathed.

Rise, reach out, and clasp my hand outstretched in love.

This day you have been formally notified.

You are a masterpiece of divine workmanship!

"THE GREATEST MIRACLE IN THE WORLD"
Mr. Rogelio La Og Madino