Consider all the breathtaking sights your eyes have previously seen, and those they will view in the future, despite life's difficulties. Can you not confess that a wonderful grace has been over your life like an umbrella, protecting you so you can see the beauty? How many times was your life saved, or injury thwarted, and how many times were you completely unaware of the disasters avoided? However, most of us are only aware of our own problems. We glance up into the night sky and wonder if the creators of the glittering heavens are aware of our predicament. In those lonely moments, we may offer a half-hearted prayer, unsure whether it has reached its target. However, we dwell under a covering of kindness that is far more powerful and far-reaching than we can comprehend.
You see, our Creator does not need to understand our suffering, because He already does. We are the ones who struggle to comprehend the gift we have received. For millions, no-billions of souls are waiting to be born onto this globe so that they may have their moment to shine. We come to earth with a distinct and shared mission, to show the type of kindness we ourselves have been shown. Because the earth is a really unique planet. It not only supports human and animal life, but it also serves as a testing ground. In the military, bootcamp is the first test; your mettle is being examined. You'll discover your strengths and weaknesses. Spiritually, Earth is a boot camp where souls are formed and then broken, formed and then broken again until they sparkle like the brightest shooting star. "Why should I be thankful for a bootcamp which I did not ask for?" Yes, of course you have asked this.
You lived as a singular soul prior to birth and will again after death. You only stay in a body for a short period of time. Any soldier would tell you that Boot Camp was a brief phase in their military careers. Your soul was offered a choice: remain in the spirit realm or journey into the vast unknown. The majority of spirits will remain in Heaven, without bothering themselves. Those who follow in the footsteps of Christ (who choose earth) will be rewarded greatly. That daring spirit will be catapulted above the souls who did not choose this testing ground. Why? Because much is given to those who dare. But the prize is not riches, but rather, wisdom. Riches have no value in the afterlife. You cannot take it with you, as has been said. After you leave your body, your money is worthless, and your name may be called at any time. We all believe we can outwit death, especially those who have wasted their lives seeking wealth and deceiving others. So, you see, you happily volunteered to come, and how you spend your brief time on earth will determine your fate in the hereafter.
For some, this letter will be very weighty since they know they will have nothing positive to show in the hereafter. For others, a reminder that we're all in it together. And if you believe God cares if you are a Christian, Catholic, Buddhist, Hindu, or Muslim, it is as important as the money you will not bring. For God sees you all as children. Does a parent care if one of their children has dark features, and another light? It makes no difference to a good parent. All that matters is the child's behavior. Isn't that true? Similarly, even if an atheist does not believe in God, they will be assessed only on their good works. That is all and everything.
My life was filled with enormous anguish. However, a unique magnanimous grace fell on me in the shape of my artistic skill. Any ability you have acquired to benefit humanity is a treasure you will present in the hereafter. This is why knowledge is so important. Learning produces knowledge, and you have come to Boot Camp just to learn. To discover and develop your strengths and abilities. Growth is an individual undertaking. No one can do it for you, and nobody can prevent you from it. As you grow knowledge accumulates and it can be used to contribute to the world in a greater capacity. During my brief life, excruciating agony forced me to feel like the victim. As a youngster, I got polio, which resulted in a withered limb and limp. As a young lady, I was severely injured in an accident that crushed my entire body. The ultimate consequence was permanent, chronic agony, inability to carry children, needing to wear body corsets and casts, futile operations, and an invalid lifestyle. However, when I looked at myself, I chose to be grateful for God's grace rather than seeing in God an unexplained and harsh hatred toward me. Mostly, my art portrayed my own anguish, and individuals who had suffered in life stood in quiet before the paintings, bitterly understanding and grateful that they were not alone.
Every one of us has endured. And while we mentally ascend to that realization, our own pain takes precedence. A spiritual person will strive to overcome their own pitiful circumstances. When you meet one, a real one, notice their humility. What is the opposite of mercy? No compassion. Mercy refers to the willingness to save others from pain. Spiritual people are giving people. Teachers, artists, rescuers, benefactors, and counselors. They are present in all sectors of life, and you will know them because giving is the pinnacle of their existence.
I am asking you-are you stuck in your own misery? Are you focused on your own pain and misfortune until you feel the victim? Or will you, as I learned to, rise above what looked like limitations to soar like the eagle? I painted from my bed aided by a specially constructed scaffolding with a mirror above me so I could create art which spoke to generations of people. I painted from my wheelchair, thinking it my very best friend, for it allowed me mobility. That is true gratitude. To say in one's heart, "I am grateful for all I have been given, despite my own pain. I purpose to use my talent to benefit others, somehow."
During my time on Earth, I couldn't see what would become of my paintings. I merely created to relieve my melancholy. There were moments when the reality of my condition stopped me in my tracks, and I would sink into a deep and terrible despair, contemplating suicide. Then I'd recall that I hadn't finished a specific painting. I couldn't forsake them since they were as important to me as children. I began painting again, and my vigor and purpose returned. In those magnificent moments of resurrection, I transformed into the powerful Frida that you know and love. You loved me not because I was flawless, for I was morally and physically weak. You still adore me because I never gave up. Despite the overwhelming odds, I refused to give way to despair. And I was Frida without apology, ahead of her time. This is what you enjoy about me. And, you know what, here on the Other Side, we all adore you. When we watch you persevere, when your spirit rises and says, "I will keep fighting!" "I will not give up!" We salute you. We are all rooting for you at Boot Camp!
So, my dears, I began this exposition by asking you a question: "If you consider all the beautiful and amazing things your eyes have already seen, and those they will see, can you not admit that amazing grace has been following you?" Yes, you have suffered, as have all great spirits. However, grace is following you, and compassion has forgiven you. Remember this and persevere. Knowing this, bring beauty to the world. Simply open your eyes and feel grateful for everything.
With Love,
Frida
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