Heavenletters heal your heart. Anything that lifts your heart heals it. Your heart needs to be healed of having been pulled down. Your heart wants to be at its best. It wants to be light-hearted so it can soar and fly with the angels. When your heart is happy, it is light-filled. When your heart is light-filled, it is invincible.
You already have a hint of this. One day something bothers you very much. You may not be able to get it out of your mind. The next day you are happy, and what bothered you yesterday, today is nothing at all. When you are really happy, everything palls next to happiness. Unhappiness cannot intrude at the moment. This is what I mean by invincible.
Furthermore, I have told you that all healing is of the heart. Healing, beloveds, doesn't have to mean curing, you understand. Healing doesn't mean that what is commonly seen as illness will be obliterated. Nor does it mean that someone without a diagnosed illness somehow has to be happier than someone who is ill. There are many many factors, most of which are indiscernible to you. Even in the world, it is known that illness reaches the innocent as well as it reaches those the world calls guilty. Illness is not a label on a person attesting to their goodness. Yet in the world as it is, there is a tendency to fault those who are ill and say they are the cause of their illness. The world seeks to find causes. I have said there is no cause. This is the same as releasing you from need.
A mother tells a child not to go out without his hat, and the child catches a cold. It is too unilateral to say the child got a cold because he didn't wear his hat. It is even too unilateral to say that the child caught a cold because the child believed the mother's words and so caught a cold. It is too unilateral to say a germ caused the cold. All you really know is that the child has symptoms of a cold.
In a different world than the one you exist in, an illness could possibly be seen as a badge of honor. When a person with an illness receives all honor, he can get up from his bed and no longer be ill. Do not think that what I say is too far-fetched. This is quite like the healing that Christ and other Great Ones did.
When Christ's eyes looked into the heart of the person considered sick, his eyes placed a gold medal on the person's heart. Christ's eyes were like a healing laser. His vision and purity were so great that the person got up from his bed with a new sense of his value and could no longer tote around an illness. Ultimately, the person healed himself.
Christ's consciousness was so great that the consciousness of anyone before him had to go higher. This is why everyone wanted to touch the hem of his robe. At the same time, Beloveds, I do not mean to imply that everyone who has throngs around him has a higher consciousness anymore than I mean to say that someone who doesn't have throngs is less. Beloveds, nothing is either/or. Only in the world is it thought so.
The point I make is that illness, like everything else in the world, serves a higher purpose than the world presently sees. Everything serves a higher purpose. Everything is greater than you know.