A Letter from Heaven
By Ruth Ann Mahaffey in Memory of her late husband - 1998
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 will Spirit above, here there are no more tears of sadness,
There is just eternal love.
Please do not be unhappy, just because I’m out of sight, remember that I am with you, every morning, noon and night. That day I had to leave you, when my life on earth was through, Spirit picked me up and hugged me and 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 will be here a little later on. I need you here so badly, you’re part of my great plan, there’s so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man.”
Spirit 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. So when you lie in bed at night, all the day’s chores put to flight, Spirit 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 afraid 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 Spirit has planned, but if I were to tell you, you wouldn’t understand. 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, or someone that’s in pain, then you can say to Spirit at night, “My day was not in vain.” And now I am contented, that my life, it was worthwhile.
Knowing that I passed along the way and made somebody smile. So if you meet somebody, who is sad and feeling low, just lend a hand to pick them up, as on your way you go.
When you’re walking down the street and you’ve 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 - remember that you’re not going; you are coming here to me.