You may remember I was influenced by a book I read as a child called Plucky Little Patsy.  I wanted to be like plucky little Patsy. She spoke up all the time. She never was intimidated.  She was more than plucky — she was brave. She didn’t let anything stop her.

I wanted to like plucky little Patsy, but I wasn’t. In fact, I was timid.

But the other day I figured out that I am no longer as I once was.

After all, I write down Heavenletters™ and send them out! I give Godwriting™ workshops! I do radio and TV interviews! (I may have stage fright, but still I do them.)  I say what I think most of the time, and I dare to write down God’s answers to personal questions!

I say I dare to. It takes all my courage. A personal question comes in, and it’s someone’s life here, and I have no idea how God can answer that question and how His answer can possibly come through me.  And yet I dare.

When I sit down to do it, every time, through the grace of God, an answer comes. I don’t really know how it happens, but God’s answer starts coming through strongly.  It can only  be through His grace. A particular answer comes for the particular person who asked the question. Once God’s answer starts to come, it comes, and it keeps coming until God is finished. I don’t even know how I know God is finished. I suppose because nothing more wants to come.

Without the person’s question, an answer wouldn’t come at all. I don’t have the kind of intuition that I would know what a person’s question was unless he asked it.  The person’s question, his asking it, seem to be the basis of the process. Even if somehow I knew what a person’s question might be, he has to ask his question, and he has to ask it of God for an answer to come.

The answers that do come from God are totally directed to the person who asked the question. If two people basically asked the same question, the wording of God’s answers, I believe, would be quite different. The essential answer might — only might — be the same, yet the specific words and tone could be entirely different.

So who asks the question is very important.

Now as I say that a person has to ask his question in order for it to be answered, I recognize that the daily Heavenletters address our questions whether or not we asked them.

I also noticed recently that a Heavenletter written before a particular personal question was asked addressed the very question that someone later asked!

Getting back to courage, I think we’re all brave. Everyone who is alive. We’re brave going to work, we’re brave going to school, and sometimes we’re brave to come home. The most timid of us are nevertheless very brave. Do you agree?