Gloria:

Dear God, yesterday you were saying that energy on earth has to focus into something physical. So that is what happens with illness and health?

God:

Energy must flow. Blocked energy will funnel into illness. You could say that what you call illness is certain energy focused or bottled up and trying to get out.

Gloria:

Then health?

God:

Health is that energy radiating. Naught is in its way. Nothing blocks it.

Gloria:

Karen believes that there is no illness. That it is all releasing. That no one dies from an illness. They die because it is their time.

God:

Yes, the moving of energy. Life is all about the moving of energy. And so is what you call death.

Believe in Me more than illness, and the concept of illness vanishes.

Believe in love more than fear.

Believe in spirit more than body.

The condition of the body is not the whole story.

Whatever the outcome of the body, love triumphs.

The dissolution of the physical is certain in the world, and love still triumphs.

NOTE: The following was written about a week before Ginger's passing. She had been ill, but was feeling much better. — Gloria

Gloria:

Dear God, this morning as I was Godwriting, Ginger sat up on the floor. Her head looked up and around and then up again and so on. I felt that she was seeing and hearing angels or fairies. I have never seen anything like this. She was listening intently. It was like she was watching a movie. Something very special was going on. I don't know what else this could be but something angelic. Every once in a while, her head would go way up, and I think she was seeing You. She was following something with her eyes. It was like she was in another state of consciousness. She was not in dog-consciousness. She just sat up in one spot and looked up and then way up.

Is this little sweetie being healed before my very eyes? Is my perception of her experience true?

God:

It is true.

NOTE: The next day Ginger became quite ill again. — Gloria

Gloria:

Well, God, I think I am really learning the meaning of Thy Will. It is not up to the vet or me or Ginger or anyone but You. I am grateful to You for letting us have her live here with us, and I would not hold her back from her journey to You. I really wouldn't. I would hand her to You as I bless her on her way. I do ask that she know what a special dear gift her presence has been in our lives here.

Dear God, I don't need to know whether she is leaving now or staying longer, and I am not asking anything of You. I know she is in Your care.

At the same time, my heart is breaking. I don't even understand what she means to me. There is that aspect where she is a stuffed toy, and I put all kinds of meaning into her. Is she a read-out of me, God? Is any good I ever might have done rolled up into Ginger?

God:

Yes. And she is My gift to you, as you are My gift to her. All is My gift. All is My giving.

I do not give temporarily. I give forever. I do not give and take back. I will never take Ginger from you. Just her body when the time comes. The essence of her stays. The essence of her is not transmuted. The essence of her is her. That kernel of sweetness. When I gave you Ginger, I gave you My love in that form. I gave you My energy shaped as Ginger. I bequeathed you My love in that little squirming body. I never take love away. I never rescind it. What I give, I give. And what I give takes nothing away from Me. I give it all, and I have it all. And We all share the same pot.

Here it is: There is nothing but you and Me. Whatever is in front of you, it is you and I. All the people in your life — they are you and I. All the things that happen in life are nothing but you and I paddling Our canoe.

All this creation is an idea. If We were to draw Our love on paper, what might it look like? That is life. No matter how far the drawing might stray from the original, it is nevertheless a drawing of you and Me. All that out there is nothing but you and I here.

Gloria:

But, God, I grieve, but you don't.

God:

Of course not. I know I am whole, and you think you are part. Know you are whole, and you will not weep either.

Gloria, even the thought of the possibility of the transfer of Ginger's soul from your home to Mine, creates grief in you because it reminds you that much of what you put stock in is effervescent. Put your stock in Me and what I say, for I say truth to you, not illusion. Truth is My stock in trade. I do not pander. And the truth is even far more wonderful than you have an inkling of.

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Julie to Heavenletters:

Wasn't God's response to Diane about mourning so wonderful? And I loved the reminder Tuesday to let God walk through the door first. This reminder was a big help for me in the fund-raising I am doing for a teen center.

As long as I remember Who is doing, I am happy and have plenty of energy. I know, if I get discouraged or weary of it all, there is too much me in it.

What a treasure we have here in Heaven. Greatest love to you.

Ruth to Heavenletters:

Dear Gloria, thank you so much for writing such loving letters to both my friends. I feel so happy to refer people to Heavenletters — it's like giving them a key to the greatest treasure in the world.

Monday's message about God's wanting us to come to Him moved me very much. All love to you as always.

God:

Daughter Ruth, the key to the greatest treasure in the world is your love.

Bev to Gloria and Lauren and Sunshine (their other doggie):

I don't know why Ginger had to leave. It is so sad. But I know that God has a reason and if we knew it, we would see that it makes sense. Remember Ginger is very happy now and very close to you. I think she is helping to show us that even beyond the deepest sadness is God's bliss.