memories of life in heaven are my memories and how I express them. I feel
you should know of these things because they are true and are vital for
your soul to know. They are not scary or evil. Instead, they are peaceful,
relaxing and reassuring. I recall my memories when I am troubled or afraid
of something. My troubles and fears just go away as I pray for Gods help.
Then my memories will come and reassure me peacefully. This is true even
when I have forgotten what is right or wrong in Gods eyes because I am sinning,
making my life here harder for myself than it should be. I would like to
dedicate these written memories to my niece Andrea, because I may never
have written them down without her encouragement. May God bless you Andrea.
I also thank Betty for this opportunity to share my memories with everyone.
My first memories of heaven came to me when I was
about 10 years old. I was not sure at first what I was remembering or why
I was having this kind of memory. I remembered only bits and pieces at first,
and I was confused, so I asked my mother what they were. She just giggled
and said I must have had a good dream. My older sisters and brothers said
it was my wild imagination. I asked people at Sunday School, and they would
not believe me. They just brushed me off. But suddenly I remembered that
these memories were something I must not forget. So I concentrated on them,
and then more began coming. They filled in the gaps and started making sense
My general memories
about heaven are that it is so peaceful and so full of love,
kindness, and happiness. Everyone gets along. There is no hate,
no lying, and no anger. There is no hot or cold, it is just the
perfect temperature all the time. There are no verbal words.
Your thoughts are all that are needed to communicate. There is
no time, or at least it didn't seem like it to me. I don't remember
being distinctly male or female there. You have no body. You
are only a spirit. And it only takes a thought to move aboutjust like here, but you don't
have to wait for your body to keep up. You can zip right over to where you
want to be like a humming bird.
There is so much
more, but I don't know how to express things such as the radiance
of Gods light and love. Some things are just so hard to express
in words because they are so much more than we have words for.
But I will share some specific things I remember from theremy heaven.
One of my most peaceful
memories is that of sitting close to God in his light. I felt
so secure, so safe, so loved. I also felt an enormous love for
him too. He was busy doing something, and I was watching him.
He didn't mind at all that I was watching. It seemed he was glad
I was there, glad I was showing an interest in what he was doing.
I don't remember for sure what he was doing, so maybe he only
wants me to remember the love we share. I except this and am
grateful for this much of the memory. I do remember our love.
It is the greatest love of all. He is our Father in heaven, and
his kind, loving holiness is greater than words can express.
This cherished memory is clear as a bell in my mind, and the
peaceful, loving feeling is still deep in my heart.
I remember a time
that I had thought about something that did not please God. I
don't remember what the thought was, but I remember going to
him right away like metal drawn to a magnet; you just go, knowing
that your thought was disappointing. You are called to him, and
you can ask for forgiveness, and he forgives you. When you are
forgiven, it is also forgotten. He lets it go, he takes it away
from you, he erases it from your mind, and you don't think of
it again. God doesn't get angry. You just know he is disappointed.
There is no angry punishment whatsoever. It is punishment enough
to know that God was not pleased.
There were some spirits
I remember who would not ask for forgiveness right away. They
didn't automatically trust his judgment and fairness as I did.
These spirits would slightly challenge the right and wrong of
whatever they were called to him for. God would handle them with
love and kindness and show them right from wrong. They would
accept the answer and ask for forgiveness and would be forgiven.
I remember that,
not only were the spirits subject to answering to God, but the
angels were too. God has thousands of angels. There was one angel
that would be called to God over and over again. The angel would
challenge God more and more. It soon became annoying, because
he would try to get others involved somehow. This was not good,
because when you meet with God, it is between you and God, you
don't involve anyone else. This angel came to me one time and
was wanting my support on his argument. This was none of my business,
and I would not get involved. But I remember something about
trying to get him to stop this nonsense, and he refused. I'm
not sure what was going on there, or why, I only remember I didn't
like the feeling of it, and there didn't seem to be any point
in it. I remember feeling very sad about all of this. Then I
remember seeing this angel and a lot of other angels and spirits
falling away from us out of Gods light, out into the dark. I
remember feeling like crying when this happened, and I I was
so glad I was not among them. I don't know where they went or
what became of them. This was the only time anything like this
ever happened. It felt like a death, so final.
I remember a spirit
that I believe could have been Jesus. This spirit was a wonderful
friend to everyone and such a joy to be with. Everyone was drawn
to him like he was a Big Brothernot
just any brother, but the best kind of brother, one you can talk to, who
teaches you things, helps you with things. I remember him telling me about
the "Time Zone"which is my word for it, because I can't remember how
he referred to it. Everyone eventually goes to the "Time Zone." It is a
place where you can get to know things you cannot experience in heaven.
It's a kind of schooling to become what you will become when you return
to heaven. Like going to college to become a doctor. It in "Time Zone"
you learn all of the things which are significant to what you will be when
memory is of Jesus's turn to go to the "Time Zone." I remember feeling I would miss him
while he was gone. (Surprisingly, it didn't take long at all. It seems he
was back before very long.) Unlike when other spirits left for the "Time
Zone," when Jesus left, every spirit in heaven witnessed it. The heavens
seemed to SING, and SPARKLE, like glitter. It was so beautiful, and we all
had such an awesome feeling of excitement. What a heart pounding memory
My memories about
his return are confused at timesI think due to the Bible stories which don't quite
line up with what I remember. Somehow I could see things here on earth during
Jesus's "Time Zone." It was scary the way men treated him. I remember
feeling ill and hardly able to watch his torment as they stuck spears in
his sides, hit him with whips, pulled his hair viciously, scratched and
clawed him. I don't know if I knew why they were cruel to Jesus, but I do
remember my shock at the way this kind, gentle soul was being mistreated.
I remember seeing Jesus hanging on a post or tree trunk and the wrenching
pain on his face and in his heart. I remember thinking WHY!!! Oh dear God,
why does it hurt him so? And why does it hurt me so much to watch? (Watching
it made me fearful. I did not want to go to the "Time Zone" where
this kind of mean, hateful people were. I remember not being ready for a
long time to go through my "Time Zone" because of this. I put it off as
long as I could.)
Then Jesus was released
"Time Zone" and returned to us in heaven. There was such a magnificent
transformation in him that I forgot, for the moment, about all his torment.
There was so much love in him. He seemed to have become so much bigger,
and the brightness of his light shown so radiantly. Everyone was glad to
see him, andlike when he leftthe heavens SANG so beautifully,
and SPARKLED and TWINKLED like freshly fallen snow in the sunlight. He had
become "more" than he was before he left. What he learned here
had everything to do with his preparation for what he became. He took on
a huge lesson from here.
When there was a
time for me to go to the "Time Zone," I remember talking to Jesus about my fears
of going. He understood fully and did not make me feel foolish or try to
rush me to get over my fears. He would always reassure me, saying that I
would be fine because he would always be with me to guide and protect me.
When I finally decided to go, I was still scared, but I also trusted him
with my life. I wanted to get this over with so I could become more than
I asked Jesus what
if I didn't succeed in what I am suppose to accomplish because
of so much corruption in the world. I said I was afraid of failing
my mission or not learning my lesson. He reassured me that no
matter what, everything that happens is part of the lesson I
must learn. He said to always do everything for love, with love,
and because of love. Then everything else would fall into place,
and I would be fine.
I decided right then
that I would remember as much as I could about heaven and about
the reasons I needed to go to the "Time Zone." As I was thinking this, I found myself
falling through a long, endless tunnel of swirling colored lights. I was
overwhelmed, I was traveling so much faster than I was use to. Then I must
have passed out or something. The next thing I remember is waking up again
and wondering where I was. It was dark but not scary. It was warm, and I
felt safe for now and would go to sleep again. I would wake up again and
feel like there is not enough room in this place for me, and what am I doing
here any way? I saw my hands and wondered, what is this? As I was sleeping
once, it occurred to me where I had come from, and I jolted awake again.
It took years to
realize that these memories were from when I was inside my mother's
are other memories that I have sometimes. I just need more
time to think about them. The ones I am sharing with you here
are the ones I remember most often. With the help God gives
me to keep these memories intact and as true as I can remember
them, I have shared them with you in simple words. May God
bless you all with his love and grace. Please, always remember
to do whatever you do in your life with love, for love, and
because of love. Do this, and everything else will fall together.
Also remember that God is with you no matter what. He never
leaves you. He loves you more than you know.