When You Can Walk on Water, Take the Boat - Webs

group of three called the Companions. I know you see them
often in your dreams. They always bring you valid information
that very often you choose to ignore. They are your higher
self—your guiding, knowing self. Everyone has several helpers.
<strong>You</strong>'re aware of some of yours, but most people never
discover the help that is available to them until they cross
over to this side.”
“Dad, I feel like crying—not tears of sadness, but tears
of joy.”
“There's no need for tears at all. The Chief is all Love
and Joy. <strong>You</strong>, son and the others on Earth are the ones who
believe that life is supposed to be a vale of tears and suffering.
The Loving Force only wants for you that which you desire
for yourselves. Some of you choose sadness and others happiness.”
There was such peace and serenity surrounding us as
we sat there. It seemed as though he’d always been alive;
that he’d lived forever, this dad of mine whom I miss terribly.
I knew then that he’d never really died and I could always
meet or see him whenever I wanted.
“Keep working, learning and growing, son,” he continued.
“Never give up. <strong>You</strong>’ve heard it said ‘<strong>When</strong> the student is
ready, the teacher will appear.’ I believe ‘<strong>When</strong> the teacher is
ready, the master will appear.’ <strong>You</strong>’ll be meeting with the
Chief soon. Then you will know that we’re all one. <strong>You</strong>’ll understand
you’ve never been separated from your Creator;
that you and He are one.
“We must go now. Gideon and Marla are coming for
you and the Lord is waiting.”
Gideon and Marla reappeared as suddenly as they had
left. My dad hugged me warmly and patted me on the back.
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