My child, a heart like yours cannot weary of loving. This love carries it out of the boundaries of the material world, towards its highest destiny. Mingling with the chorus of angels, it can merge into the splendour of sounds emitted in praise of the Almighty. To love is its vocation, absolute and irrevocable; so was its path on this Earth. Is it not the most beautiful! Never restrain it. Other hearts will recognise themselves in it and will unite with its song. There will be mixed reactions to this large amount of messages, but it will leave within our Mission a special space where fervour will be able to express itself and move sensitive souls. They have in our Mission a prime position and my son opened up the way to them, sooner than you expected.

"Such are God's plans, generally surprising to man who is anchored in an illusory world blind to cosmic realities. Surrender is his best asset. May all our brothers become aware of their limits and accept Master's decisions with gratitude. They cannot grasp whose the profound reasons that justify his actions. These reasons generally escape the common run of people.

"They are passing through this Earth where our Mission is slowly gaining a foothold, but one that will last a long time. It advances while marking its territory and leaving in hearts a special fragrance, whose subtlety cannot be felt by today's man. That moment will come; it will reveal God's works in their infinite

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splendour, by giving humanity a new status, finally in line with the dimension of its Architect. May this time come very soon on planet Earth, for the good of all."

Babuji

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