Tuesday, June 16, 2015

Facebook Message Worthy of Publishing







This was a message to a mutual friend of Julie's. She had quoted a book that I had recently realized was printed regarding death, heaven and meeting God. I had let her know. She was upset and then this came to me to "fix it". Never meant to upset her, but hoping this came thru just for her and has truth to it. Being the "messenger from the Lord" has been an interesting journey in itself. (quote stolen from Veggie Tales our favorite vegetables that do movies regarding tales from the bible.
  • Tami Tillman


    As I was watching Winter's Tale, tears rolling down my face, and Julie on my mind. I felt compelled to tell you that you shouldn't lose too much faith. Maybe he didn't die, however he could have been given a message to deliver to someone "here".and just chose the wrong way to tell it. I have been blessed with passing along such messages sometimes. Very early on I knew it was a blessing and not to confuse my own feelings, thoughts with the messages and not to use them for personal gain. I don't know where the come from exactly. I gave such a message to Julie before she met Dave when she had lost all hope. I have never met God, or seen Heaven, just outside the gates, where Julie sits and waits, with so many others who aren't so much lost souls, they are just fine to be pain free, drama free, and calm and at peace waiting for the rest of us to join them where things don't hurt anymore. Bawling my eyes out now. Julie saved me from so many horrible things by calling me, paging me, warning m-then she was there for me when no one else could hear my mess without having me committed for sure. She also helped me realize this gift and we were supposed to try to talk to her mom and then try to figure out my dad's murder with "the gift". Then she was gone. Damnit she was a light, she was bigger than life and always full of life no matter how bad things got. I think I cry the most because her being gone means we are all next. I never wanted to live this fucking long anyway. Hope you find some hope in any of that and mostly that it makes sense. Usually the words flow out of me and total strangers will tell me I have touched them and they feel like they know me and understand. I have had a few too many personal issues lately for the words to flow as easily. Thanks for inspiring me to tap into it again. I am afraid I will lose the ability when I break down. luv and angels on your pillow Holly.

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