WHY did God DO that?

Last night in the “Healing Conversations” class I was teaching, we were talking about possible blocks that people have that keep them from truly opening up their heart to having a dialog with God (not a monologue, where you do all the talking, but a true dialog).

One of the participants shared that she blamed God for “taking” her only sibling…her 19 year old sister that she had loved so very much. “Why did God take her, Sandy? Why did God DO that to me?” she said with tears in her eyes.

Her questions mirror the unspoken questions that keep pain lingering in so many hearts. As I imagined life from her perspective, I could see why she had some blocks that kept her from opening her heart to God’s wisdom and guidance. Who could possibly trust a God that could all of a sudden, with no warning, “pluck” a loved one out of one’s life and whisk them to some place way above the clouds that seems so far away? I’d not want to engage in any sort of discussion with God…it would be too hard to hear anything through the anger or unfairness I’d feel.

I took a deep breath, and went into my heart. My experience as a Spirit Medium for nearly 17 years has shown me a different perspective. I know a different truth about death. And in my personal conversations with God which became my book, What was God Thinking?, I know a different truth about God.

Here is what I know to be true:
~Death is simply the transition from being a spirit energy with a body, to being a spirit energy without a body.
~Death is often hard for us, because we’re mourning the physical that is no longer. We are in a temporary place of forgetting that our loved one’s spirit doesn’t die.
~When we remember that our loved one is pure spirit, we can begin to open our mind and our heart to their presence around us, in a different way.
~God doesn’t “take” people. God is love. God/Love is the greatest healer of all.

But I couldn’t tell her all of that, because I wanted her to find the answers in her own heart. (It’s where all the answers always have been.)

I asked her to go into her heart, imagine God right there with her, and ask God directly…”Did you take my sister from me?” She paused, and wiped her tears. “Let God respond,” I encouraged her. Quietly, she said, “God is saying, ‘No…my sister just died.’” As she breathed in her new truth, I knew this truth would help her feel freedom and peace that she had been searching for, but didn’t know how to find.

This young woman left the class a different person. Her face looked softer, her eyes looked brighter. 

Driving home, I silently thanked God for moments like these…to share simple truths that God and Spirit have been giving me.

I wonder, as you’re reading this, where this story took you to in your own life and in your heart…I’d love to hear from you.