Dear Patricia,
 
What a wonderful wonderful story!
 
I’m so sorry you had this grief, and I’m overjoyed at where you are.
 
With your permission, I would also like to include your story in next Heaven News and possibly on the web site.
 
I love the honesty of your story, and I most of all love the ending.
 
The four lines you wrote down sound like the most concise expression of what God is always saying in Heavenletters. If someone should ask me to tell them the whole plot of Heavenletters, I would say that Patricia got it straight from the Source, and it is:
 
    Fly freely
                                                    Sing joyfully
                                                    Share your joy
                                                    That is how to love Me
 
 
God bless you, dear Patricia.
 
With love, Gloria
 
 

From: Patricia [mailto:TheHeavenLetters [at] heavenletters [dot] org]
Sent: Thursday, January 12, 2006 9:57 AM
To: TheHeavenLetters [at] heavenletters [dot] org
Subject: [HeavenLetters Board Heavenletters™ Comments] God Writing

 
Hello,

After 6 months of the most profound grief over losing my beloved Bishop to cancer, I "accidentally" came upon Heavenletters.

For about 2 weeks, every single day, I would wake up before the sun came up. No matter how I tried to avoid these early morning wake up call, I could not. Finally, I relented and got out of bed. Bleary eyed, I went to my computer and opened up an email titled Heavenletters. I had been receiving them for some time, but had always deleted them before opening. This particular morning, I opened it and read it. Same thing next morning. This went on for a few days. Each morning, with the sun coming up, I would read Heavenletters. Along with my reading, I was graced with this same annoying little bird that would sit outside my window, flying in little circles, chirping away.

A week into my new morning ritual, I decided to look around the Heavenletters site. I read all the information in the God Writing section, wondering if I could ever write one word. I got out one white sheet of paper, grabbed a pen and stared out the window. Again, the bird. I stopped and really observed this little bird. After about 30 seconds, I looked at the sheet of paper and without thinking wrote the following:

Fly freely
Sing joyfully
Share your joy
That is how to love Me

In that split second, I realized that my beloved Bishop was telling me how to go about loving him, even though he wasnt here on this physical plane with me. My grief was instantly transformed. I had been given a way to express my unending love for him. Then, I was really astounded. God was telling me how to go about loving Him as well!

My tiny little God Writing has changed my life completely.

With profound gratitude and unbridled joy,
Patricia

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