December 21,
2008
1137
N.C. ASA 6
last night
--as I slept
he came to me. Looked better. Wanted me to see he had two legs again.
--I dedicated
my Latino Mass at 7:30 a.m. the next morning to him. After communion, he stopped by with
Blessed Mother to say bye.
--“I am here.”
Very quiet, very calm.
Pray.
Pray all the
time. Pray without ceasing.
The devil is
strong.
Where you are
going is scary.
God wants you
to have confidence—God’s armor of protection always near you. Everything
happens for love and joy and happiness. I lost my liver. It went in the trash.
What good do I have for a liver up here, anyways? I drank. Your mother was not
right about the Tuberculosis. I had lung disease—I was exposed to something a long time
back. It came back to get me, and I died.
My little
princess?...God will have a gift. Something holy. A powerful present. I prayed.
What God will give to you is something magical and excellent and precious. A
tiny little miracle. Everything happens for little little joy. What God will
experience is something wonderful through D. Now have a little rest. You
deserve it, honey.
Thank you for
making me die and turning off the ventilator machine. I wanted to get out of
this place. I was miserable.
J S C
(ed - note the date. In 2009 I lost my father, changed work, changed school for the children...it was a very difficult year for me. I had no clue that four years later I would be Reiki Doc, or even now sharing his message with you.)
