November 21, 2,005
A Soldier's Message
Wow! Saturday morning Gerald was woken by a spirit that only
identified himself as a soldier that fell in Iraq. He asked if he
could dictate a message to Linda for all the world but especially for
his mother, who he was sure would eventually receive it and recognize
it. Of course Gerald awoke Linda as soon as he could and she
quickly wrote this message down. When the young man said he had
something important to say, he wasn't kidding! He wouldn't give
his name. Gerald suspects who he is but will not violate his
wishes by even voicing that belief. This is not just a message
for one mother, but for all mothers who have lost a son not only in the
Iraq war but in other wars. We ask everyone to share this young
man's message with the world.
Mother,
You must stop being afraid for me. I know how much you loved
me. But I cannot be hurt any more. I cannot fall off my
bicycle, I can't drown in a swimming pool, I can't be in a car
accident. There is nothing for you to fear any more. I am
in Paradise now. I am treated like a king! I have golden
robes, I am waited on hand and foot, and I have been given a people to
rule over. I'm like a mayor, or a governor, and these people do
not obey me because they are afraid of me, but because they love me,
because they believe I died for them. Therefore, they will do all
in their power to serve me. I am in no distress, I am in no
discomfort, I am as happy as I can be. There is absolutely
nothing for you to be afraid of. There is absolutely nothing for
you to fear. I am fine.
You must let go! You must say good bye until you leave the world
you are in and we may greet again. You must stop grieving.
You must stop saying I died in vain, that I died for nothing. You are
dishonoring me, and, you are dishonoring all those I served with.
You do not understand that I succeeded, that I have brought hope, that
I did not give my life in vain. As long as you believe I did you
will never have peace. Do not mourn my death but praise it, for I
served God and I did God's glory.
I will not say I was never afraid, only a fool is never afraid in
battle. But I was at peace because I knew even if I lost my flesh
my soul was safe. Remember when you did not want me to cut the
roses for you because you were afraid I would be pricked by the
thorns? But I cut the roses anyway. I was not afraid of the
thorns. Because if I was pricked it didn't matter. I was
pricked doing something for you. And my love for you made any
pain I endured without significance. Now I have been pricked for
thousands of mothers, for hundreds of thousands of mothers, and it does
not matter. Because I loved each one of them as much as I loved
you, and whatever I suffered for them was worthwhile. For if it
brought hope to one of them, if it brought the knowledge to one of them
that now their child was safe, then it was all worthwhile.
Let go, mother! Do not mourn my loss but glorify it. Do not
shame what I did, but honor it. Let go and we will meet
again. Let us again be united in love. Let the anger be
cast away. Do not grieve for me, but grieve for the sons of
mothers that are lost forever because what they are doing is not
justified. Let go, mother. Let go.
Yours In The Service Of The Lord Of Heaven
Now, And, Forever,
An American Soldier Who Gave His Life
Defending The Mothers Of Iraq