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than we do. They will usually inform us if we act interested and listen.
It was really my fault that John had never told me his name. I had never asked. I took it for granted his name was God. When I asked for God to help me, he would answer.
His answering as God had its implications, because I told my husband that God spoke with me. Thinking that everyone did the same thing in talking with God and receiving and answer, I inquired of my husband if God didn't answer him too.
My husband informed me that not only did he not get an audible answer from God, but no one he knew did either. This was entirely wrong to my way of thinking, but he told me to ask the neighbors if they received spoken messages from God too. I asked two neighbors, found out they didn't, and stopped before the rest of my neighborhood thought Claude should have me committed. John taught me to protect myself.
Had John, a very serious man of authority with a great voice, not come to me in a masculine tone, I would have discounted him because when I was growing up, I knew God had to be masculine. That's what I was taught.
Otherwise, if the person speaking had spoken with a female voice, I would have thought it was just me, even though the voice was different.
It did not occur to me until later that John was that great man who also taught me between lives, while on the Other Side, before I was born to this life.
Now I have both male and female guides talking with me. (I always did but now I don't discount the female voice.) I have told them to speak one at a time or in unison. With them speaking as individuals, it is not so hard for me to understand and keep up with them now. Sometimes there are relapses though. They try to grant my wish but like all of us when we have something to say, we want to be heard.
Sometimes it's like a grammar school classroom where everyone knows the answer to the question the teacher has asked and all the guides try to answer at once. Thus they fail to sound as if unison. That is what I had heard all my life. My only problem, now that I look back on it, is that I thought this type communication was natural.
I miss John. He is no longer with me but I heard from him through someone who didn't even know they were giving me a message from him.
A tendency of mine is to ask my ghostly friends to watch out for my earthly friends. One of our psychic friends left our house so late one night that I asked someone from the Other Side to go home with her. I didn't specify anyone but just asked that they take care of her on the drive home and to make sure she was all right.
The next morning she called, and asked, "Who is this John person? He has been preaching to me all night." She must have needed the preaching. John did enough of that with me.
I cried.
Thank God I had him for the time I did. He helped me become who I am today.
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