24/12/11 I just want to tell you
how much I love you. Please don’t cry. I’m fine now. I understand. Everything
has become clear. Jesus is going to make it all turn out good. What’s important
for you to know is that everything is fine and beautiful now. There is no
condemnation. It’s still hard for me to comprehend the magnitude of His love
for me. He’s made all the dark clouds fly away, all the bad black birds
disappear. It’s all blue skies now, and butterflies. So many beautiful
butterflies, that land on my hands, on my fingers. And I can even fly along
with them it’s wonderful. Jesus has given me peace today. He told me you also
received peace from Him, and He’s given me peace that you’re going to be ok.
I’m having my very first
Christmas in Heaven and I’m so happy. It’s different than what I expected, it’s
even better. I won’t be in on everything, because I chose to be with you, but
I’ll still partake of the praise and the glory, the beauty of the angels’
choirs. It’s magnificent, all the greatest musicians playing their praises throughout
Heaven, all the angels singing and dancing and praising Jesus, I can’t describe
it, but it’s wonderful. Love is everywhere. It’s tangible, it’s miraculous, and
it continues to heal every soul. It embraces the whole world, the whole earth,
all the pain and misery and it brings peace and soothes all the hurts. There is
an overwhelming dispensation of ministering angels who are on a mission
throughout the earth for Christmas day so people can be comforted in a special
way, and feel the Lord’s presence and comfort in some way, if they just but
give one thought to Jesus, they will feel Him, or a touch of His love in some
way. Even departed saints go on this mission, not just angels. Maybe next year
I will go too. Well, I am already going in a way, since I’ll be with you. I’m
in no hurry to go on any big mission. The most important thing for me now is to
fully heal, to get fully cleansed and regenerated, get refilled with Jesus’
Holy Spirit, and to do my part to help you, my family, to heal from the hurt my
death has caused you. But I want you to know that I am truly, fully, totally,
completely happy. Happier than I’ve ever been in my earthly life. I did love my
earthly life, so I’m glad you brought that out for everyone to see. I want
people to remember the good and the happy. You did give me a wonderful
childhood. You only gave me good, love, joy, even abundance. I see it all so
clearly now, so don’t worry any more. Just think that Heaven is not far away.
Every since she was a little girl, Natalie has always loved butterflies. When Jerry’s “Butterfly” song came out, it became her favorite. At the time, I thought she didn’t realize what the song was really about, but maybe she did and this song was an early comfort to her for what would happen years later. For her 8th birthday, it had to be a butterfly cake and I had to make her a butterfly outfit for the “Little Creature” party we organized. The last entry in her diary, hours before she passed away, was the words to the same “Butterfly” song. A couple years before, while in Congo, she wrote about the comfort a certain butterfly on our balcony brought to her when it landed on her hand, and she took pictures of it. So since she went to Heaven, butterflies always remind us of her and help us feel her presence. They also remind us that one day, we will all shed our earthly cocoon and fly off to Heaven.
ReplyDeleteWhen living in Congo, Natie had created a party business, for which I still receive calls from time to time. Last night was one of those occasions, and I felt her presence while painting the children’s faces. At the end of the evening, as I was packing up to leave, I noticed on the window right behind me a single butterfly inside the building where the party was held. It rested on the window sill right above my shoulder. It was identical to the one that had comforted her years ago by landing on her hand. So I also extended my hand towards it. The little butterfly crept on my fingers and remained there. I walked around with it resting in the palm of my hand. It never budged or attempted to fly away, until one of the children came by and tried touching it. Then it flew away. I don’t know how Natie managed that one, she must have asked the Lord to make it all happen just for my sake, to comfort my heart in the same way that little butterfly had comforted her. To me, there is no doubt that it was a very tangible yet extraordinary manifestation of her presence, and of her love for me. It was actually the very first time in my life that a butterfly willingly climbed on my fingers and remained in my hand for such a long time.