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Topic: Shrewdness (03/07/05)
TITLE: A Letter To My Mother
By Kathleen Shelton
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This is the hardest letter that I have ever had to write to you. As I write this, tears are flowing freely down my face, blurring my vision, dripping down my face, soaking my paper. My hands are shaking, my heart pounding fiercely and rapidly. But, this is the only way I know of how to show you how much I love you.
Mom, it is ok to let go now. You have suffered so much and fought a valiant fight. I have seen how you attempted to carry on a normal life, all the while, knowing that you were dying, that you were fighting a losing battle. You have lived longer than what the doctors expected you to.
I was shrewd though Mom. In a way, I believe that I was the cause of your lingering death, but, I cannot say that I regret my actions. I knew that it was better for you to suffer a little longer here on earth than to suffer eternally. Mom, I prayed to Yahweh, my God Almighty, begging and pleading with Him to keep you alive long enough to accept Yahshua, Christ as your Saviour and Yahweh, Himself as your God. When you were too weak to protest or to change channels, I would set the radio to a Christian station or the television to a Christian channel. I plotted, planned and even manipulated so that your spirit and soul could receive the Word and be fed. I stood up to Yahweh, reminding Him of His Word, even to the point of literally, physically standing on the Bible and quoting His Word and His promise back to Him.
Even before you told me, I knew. The transformation was astonishing. I saw the look of peace upon your face and in your eyes. I felt Yahwehs Holy Spirit strong within you, comforting you. Even though in pain and deadly ill, you radiated more peace and beauty than I have ever witnessed from you before. I even felt the presence of His Angels as they surrounded you. My heart leapt with joy.
So now, I must fulfill my bargain with Yahweh. I must let you go in peace. I must surrender you to Him totally and completely with the assurance that our separation is only temporal. And yes, it is hard. You are my mother, the one who birthed me, raised me, sacrificed for me, and always stood by my side regardless of what I did. You have always been there for me. The selfish, little girl side of me cries for “her mommy”, but, the loving, caring side says that it is time to release you.
I cannot apologize for the way I negotiated with Yahweh and for pulling the strings that I pulled with my God. It was the only way that I knew to guarantee your salvation and to have the affirmation that I would be with you again. That I would not have to say good-bye, but rather, “see you later, Mom”. It was the only way I knew to save your life.
You lay here today with the oxygen tanks breathing for you and the morphine coursing through your veins to dim the pain and make you comfortable. Your voice has grown weak. You are tired and seek rest.
So Mom, I have one more strategy in mind. Again I stand upon His Word, reminding Him of His Promise and soliciting for one more favor. I ask that you do not die alone and afraid. I request that He sends His Angels to hold your hand and guide you. And, I know beyond a shadow of a doubt, that He will grant this one last request that I make for you.
So Mom, you are now free to leave this world and get the rest that you so well deserve.
Sleep well my Dear Mother and rest assured that we will be together again.
I love you.
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