How Do I Get God’s Love?

By Harold Klemp

Over time, children pick up the finer subtleties of getting along with others. If they have the good fortune of loving par- ents, they soon realize that as one gets love, he must also give it. Love is like water in that only so much of it fits into a glass. Before more can go in, some must be let out. So, if one doesn’t keep giving out love, “mo” can’t come in.

People often wonder, How do I get Goa’s love? You get more of it by giving of your own to others.

Spiritual School

All in all, earth is a spiritual school. Designed and set up by God, it lets each of us, each Soul in this world, learn more about becoming godlike—becoming more like God.

The whole purpose of you, me, and every- one else is to become more godlike. It is our mission, or purpose, here. It’s the key to happiness.

People may believe they’re here to mark time until the trumpets blow on the last day. At that point, having pursued a frivo- lous life, they expect the Lord to catch them up to some better world, to let them em- bark upon a useless and self-centered ex- istence there too.

No. The true purpose of life here, there, or anywhere is to become a Co-worker with God.

Our past lives have brought experiences to polish us in a spiritual way. Like it or not, you are now the best and highest spiri- tual being you have ever been in any life- time. Take a look at yourself. Like what you see? Fine. But if you don’t like the face star- ing back at you in the mirror, keep in mind that this reflection is of your own creation. You are today the sum of all your thoughts, feelings, and actions in past lives.

I once said that sincere people who at- tend an ECK event—like an introductory talk on the Eckankar teachings—come be- cause of some dissatisfaction with their

12 belief or religion. Otherwise, why would they be there?

Yet they may be aware only in part of the pressing nature of their search. But Soul, the True Self, has heard and is yearn- ing to go home.

It’s simply a matter of time before a seeker’s search begins in earnest— perhaps a week, a month, a year, fifty years, the next lifetime, or later—it matters not. Yet this may be the lifetime that a seeker ad- mits, “I sense having lived many times in the past. I may be the best I’ve ever been, but I want more. Much more.”

“IT Want to Go Home”

A child we'll call Debra, for the sake of privacy, was born with a valve defect in her stomach. Doctors were at a loss whether she would outgrow the condition. All dur- ing Debra’s childhood, her parents had in- troduced her to strangers: “Our daughter was born with a stomach defect. She doesn’t keep food down very well.”

Negative comments like that added an extra burden to this poor child’s youth.

13 One day the problem reached a crisis. Debra’s parents found her turning blue and rushed her to a hospital. By luck and di- vine grace, she pulled through. The doc- tors who treated her predicted that the stomach valve, which they fixed, would cause no future problems.

Now, Debra’s older sister took a fiend- ish delight in making fun of her. Soon af- ter Debra returned from the hospital, her sister picked a fight. Family rules kept the older girl from giving the younger one a physical beating, yet verbal abuse and name-calling did the job. They left no vis- ible scars. On that particular day the younger girl simply got tired of the hazing and turned on her sister. She beat up her tormentor. Outraged, the elder ran and told their father. The wisdom of Solomon he had not, so he sent Debra to her room.

Debra was recovering from a serious condition, her sister had started the fight, but she’s the one banished to her room. She lay weeping on the bed, crushed by the in- justice of it.

“IT want to go home,” she cried. “I just

14 want to go home.” In a spiritual sense her heart was saying, “I want to go home to God because of my unhappiness.”

Each of us is Soul. Once we laughed and sang in the high heavens of God’s pure Light and Sound—at play in the park. But without the discipline or need to serve oth- ers, we (Soul) served ourselves. So God sent us to earth for the rich experience of liv- ing in a world of duality, to suffer and en- joy extremes like heat and cold, wealth and poverty, or love and hate. It was all to learn the true nature of love.

That’s our mission. The first big lesson is to learn to love ourselves.

So when young Debra cried, “I want to go home; I just want to go home,” her plea was in a spiritual sense. In her abject mis- ery the faint, but not extinguished, memory of Soul’s onetime home flooded in upon her. She remembered that her true home wasn’t on earth. She was but passing through.

Accept Life for What It Is

As Debra heard the sound of her own words, she snapped from her self-pity and

15 returned to her human cage, timeless ages—yet a mere heartbeat—from bliss in the heart of God.

Iam home, she realized.

This time, she didn’t mean her heav- enly home, but earth. Hard, merciless, uncaring earth.

“Tm as home as I’m going to get,” she said aloud. “It won’t get better here. So I may as well wipe my tears and plan for the day I’m old enough to leave.” She stopped crying then. A key realization had stolen in upon her: Conditions might stumble along at home, but truth to tell, they were well within the limits of endurance. This suggested the need to accept her station in life.

What an important realization for a child!