Nancy’s Question to God II Mothers

There are about four personal questions that Nancy asked God through Heavenletters.
Nancy has generously offered to have her questions and God’s answers shared, and I would like to publish them here in Heaven’s Godwriting Blog.

Although the questions are specific to Nancy, they are universal. Is there anyone who doesn’t have questions about their mother? As for God’s answers, they are for all of us.

Another reason to publish these questiions and answers is that that give us an opportunity to see Nancy’s growth during this series of four questions. This gives us hope for our own!

Nancy to God:

Dear God,

I am highly concerned about my mother, Dolores. She will be 83 soon and has been in reasonably good health.

The problem began about 3-4 months ago. She sees bugs. She is obsessed with these bugs. I called an exterminator, no bugs, I looked around, no bugs, I’ve taken her to two doctors, no bugs.

She “catches” them in a paper cup, and they are pieces of fuzz or something non-insect inside. She gets really mad when you tell her you don’t see anything.

Now, they are “living under her skin and laying eggs”. If she talks too much they “stab” her, and she actually jumps.

This is SO bothering me, only you can imagine!

I am her only child, and we have always been close. We still do things together, and I have “banned” any talk of bugs, but she still does. She is an intelligent woman, educated, and all I can think of is dementia. She can still remember everything, has intelligent conversations and a sense of humor.

One doctor wants me to “slip” a very strong dementia medicine to her without telling her what it is, and I couldn’t. The side effects are heart attack and stroke.

I do not want to do anything to hurt my mother at this stage of her life. She has always been so good to me and my son. I just don’t know what to do..

Please help me as to what I can do for my poor, dear mother.

Love,
Nancy

P.S. I still send beautiful things to you each night during prayers, you send me beautiful things each day. It may be silly to send You what You already have, but I like doing it anyway! Shall I continue? Or is Heaven full !!!!!!!

God to Nancy:

Most beloved Nancy,

Heaven is full, yet there is always room for more. Continue to send Heavenward your beautiful gifts. I receive them in My heart. My heart is full, and always embraces more. There is always more and more. And you are a delight to My heart. I do not want to be misunderstood when I say I cannot get enough. If you gave Me your blessings every minute of every day, there would still be room for more. My heart overflows. And where does it overflow to? Right back into your beautiful, most beautiful, heart. How reciprocal We are, beloved Nancy.

Life has already taught you, beloved, that there are matters that do not belong to you. No matter how much you would like to wave the baton, there are times when the orchestration is not yours.

Your mother’s nerve endings give her certain sensations. To her, the bugs are true. Let her be. She does not hurt anyone. Most beloved Nancy, you cannot keep your mother the same. You can love her the same. You can love her more, but she remains her own sovereign Being. The same way as when she might have bought a hat you didn’t favor, you acknowledged her right to have the hat she wanted, no matter what you might have thought of it.

With all the love in your heart, you asked Me what you should do for your mother. Your real question, My beloved, is not what to do for your mother. The real question is what shall you do with your feelings when you see your mother responding in a way that frightens you. As in all things, let go of the idea that she has to be a certain way. Don’t fight her, darling Nancy. What terrible thing would happen if you said to your dear mother: “I’m sorry the bugs are bothering you.�?

The fact is something is bugging her, you understand?

Simply consider your mother’s happiness. If your mother had a broken ankle, you would not tell her to forget about it and stop limping. But a break in her thinking, you would deny and denounce.

Now, I have heard that it has been helpful to take vitamin B in instances like this. I would say both you and your mother. Take them together. Take the B vitamins, especially 12, that go under the tongue. Just the ones under the tongue. That may well help. It won’t hurt.

And, yes, you were right. You don’t want to play tricks on your mother. Take care of your mom, at the same time as you release your responsibility for her. You are not responsible for what she thinks or says.

How fortunate she is to have such a loving daughter. And fortunate are you to have an 83-year old mother. How fortunate am I to have such a loving daughter as well.

Give your mother what she wants. Make her as happy as you can. And you will feel better, beloved, much better.

And now you fold your hands over your heart and know that all is well and that God in Heaven and God within strew love upon you without cease. You are most beloved. Keep that thought, most beloved.

Love, God

Posted by Gloria on February 6th, 2007 under these topics
Personal Questions to God, Godwriting Journal

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3 Replies

Reply from Jo on February 7, 2007

Dear Nancy,
What a beautiful and powerful Heaven Letter! I think you have the Godwriting down, even without attending a workshop (no offense, Gloria!). I can imagine some of the feelings you are experiencing because my own father developed dementia at 72. The advice to “simply consider her happiness” and love her more is perfect. Your loving heart comes through strong and clear in your writing. You will have no difficulty following this advice.
Being aware that the time I had left with my father was finite was a gift. So many small poignant moments were brought into focus by this and deeply appreciated; perhaps not at the time, but certainly with time.
Peace to you and your son.
Love and Light,
Jo

Reply from Joanne on February 12, 2007

This is a channeled message I was given as my mother was in the process of actively transitioning. She passed within 24 hours of having recieved this message.

Momma seems content, it’s only a matter of time. This period of seemingly endless waiting is almost over. It feels sad. I continue to send love and light, mostly praying that she finds the peace she seeks. I extend to her unconditional love, something she hasn’t been able to develop within herself.

She has become only a shadow of what she once was, dieing is like that. It is a process of letting go of all, even the need to survive, it is the breakdown of the ego prior to soul review, a time of intense learning and reflection.

I continue to pray for my dad, that he chooses to follow his own inner guidance, accepting ultimately whatever choices he makes.

I am coping with going solo better than I thought I would. I’m enjoying the peace,and quiet, the solitude.

Lord, bring peace to one who desparately needs to experience completion.

Lord, forgive her for her sins, release her from all that binds her to this earthly plane.

Lord, I lift my mother into your outstretched hands, I relinguish this child of God into your care.

Lord, may you provide mercy, and lift the burdens which press down upon her. May she find a peace in death,that she could not find in life.

I ask that you grant to your servant hope beyond death, and faith which reaches out beyond the grave.

I praise you even in times such as these for you have promised life after death, and an end to our human suffering.

My daughter I shall grant to you the desires of your heart. You shall know joy, and love beyond your awareness.

You shall be my child, a witness to the reality of my kingdom, to the power of the cross. I love you, I give you life in me.

I am the Resurrection and the life, all who have faith enough to believe shall never die.

Lord, I praise you and I give thanks for all you have taught me. I know without doubt that you love me, that you are God, that you provide for my every need.

I thank you for the oppurtunity to get to know my mother a little better,for having granted your daughter the oppurtunity to serve.

I love you Lord, in all experiences. I give thanks for this precious gift of life.

Master, Lord of life, I believe in you, in the love you alone provide.

Beloved little one, you are the gift I have sent into the world, you are my Beloved daughter, created and given life in me. Joanne Leonard Esten 1/29/2005

Footnote: (My mother passed on just 4 months after the death of my mentor,lover,and friend following a 2 month battle with colon cancer at the age of 56.)

Reply from Joanne on February 12, 2007

Dear Nancy, I too have asked such questions. Why do we get old? What can I expect in my old age? Most of us energyworkers are attempting to change the natural order of things here on Beloved Terra. I work on an Alyshemiers Unit three days a week, and I’m here to tell you that many experience signs and symptoms of old age prematurely. Dementia, whether its organic or metabolic does not really matter over much the symptoms are the same. We start out our lives at the mercy of our elders totally dependent on others to get our daily needs met, and we end our lives in the same manor. Life, like the seasons is cyclical by its very nature, and in this respect man is not differant than the beast in the field. We are born, we grow into maturity, and we surrender to the rythm of all life. Yet while we are here, we can live well, and offer comfort where we can, and lessen the suffering of others. I have come to learn to love myself as I love my brother. I know for many it is the other way around.But as a lightworker, and an energy weaver it is differant for me. I Am as God Is within me, my life through the passing of the seasons is no less rich. I seek Communion with Source,an end to the cycle of reincarnation, but while I am here I will love, as God Loves, and I will live as God lives. Namaste, Jo

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