There are people who go about life pretending G‑d is angry with them. “After all,” they say, “why shouldn’t He? I’ve abandoned Him. I’ve done things He doesn’t like. In fact, I hardly ever think of Him any more. Why should He care about me?”

They delude themselves—not only about G‑d, but about themselves.

At the core of their consciousness shines a spark of Him, awake and pulsating within everything they do. Indeed, that spark does not let them alone.

And from Above pours down only love, an infinite love that neither subsides nor changes.

What blocks entry of that love? What holds back the spark within?

Nothing more than those deluded dreams.