For those who have lost someone dear to them, this
letter may help your sorrow.
LETTER FROM HEAVEN
To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say...
but first of all. to let you
know, that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from heaven.Here I dwell with God above. Here, there's
no more tears of sadness; here is just enternal love.
Please do not be unhappy just because
I'm out of sight.Remember that I'm
with you every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you when my
life on earth was through, God picked
me up and hugged me and He said,"I
welcome you."
It's good to have you back again; you
were missed while you were gone. As
for your dearest family, they'll be here
later on.
I need you here so badly; your'e part of
my plan. there's so much that we
have to do, to help our mortal man."
God gave me a list of things, that he
wished for me to do. And foremost on
the list, was to watch and care for you.
And when you lie in bed at night, the
day's chores put to flight. God and I
are closest to you...in the middle of
the night.
When you think of my life on earth,
and all those loving years, because you
are only human, they are bound to
bring you tears.
But do not be afarid to cry;it does
relieve the pain. Remember there
would be no flowers, unless there was
some rain.
I wish that I could tell you all that
God has planned.But if I were to tell
you, you wouldn't understand.
But one thing is for certain, though
my life on earth is o'er. I'm closer to
you now, than I ever was before.
There are many rocky roads ahead of
you and many hills to climb; but
together we can do it by taking one
day at a time.
It was always my philosophy and I'd
like it for you too... that as you give
unto the world, the world will give to
you.
If you can help somebody who's in
sorrow and pain, then you can say to
God at night...."My day was not in
vain"
And now I am contented...that my life
has been worthwhile, knowing as I
passed along the way, I made
somebody smile.
So if you meet somebody who is sad
and feeling low, just lend a hand to
pick him up, as on your way you go.
When your'e walking down the street,
and youv'e got me on your mind;I'm
walking in your footsteps only half a
step behind.
And when it's time for you to go...
from that body to be free,remenber
your'e not going....your'e coming here
to me.
In Loving Memory Of My Mom, Gloria Williams