Hi,
I'm Christina.
Here's another story from Heaven's White Desk.
The next person to arrive at my desk was a healer.
God asked me to come and speak with you today.
There was an annoyance in her nicety.
She sat down across from me at my desk,
Her body slumped in the chair,
And then she stared at me,
Waiting for me to speak with an eyebrow raised.
What would you like to speak about,
I asked.
I thought you would tell me,
She replied with even more annoyance.
I shook my head no.
You seem resistant to speak with me.
Of course I am.
Why is that?
You don't know?
I thought you knew everything,
Being God's messenger and all.
So you don't like that I'm a messenger,
Or you don't like God,
I asked.
Yes,
She replied smartly.
So why are you here?
I am confused.
You said God asked you to come and speak with me.
Well,
You are everywhere.
I'm so tired of seeing your face.
I see this,
I see that.
You aren't going away,
So I must need to speak with you in order to figure out what it is you need to tell me.
Interesting,
I replied and then paused,
Waiting for some sort of indication of what I am meant to do next,
But nothing.
The only thing I get is that she is not ready and not open to move forward.
Perhaps you might need to speak with me,
But it seems like this might not be the right time.
Oh,
She screamed,
Stood up,
And stomped away.
A few moments later,
She stormed back to my desk and picked up her purse that she had forgotten by the leg of the chair.
She reached down to pick it up,
Looked at me like she wanted to say something,
But stopped herself,
Waited a few moments,
And then stormed away again.
Hello,
Christina,
A gentle voice said.
A figure was standing just behind the chair.
I am a name I did not understand,
But it was a series of numbers and letters.
I am her spirit guide.
I have been leading her to you.
You have a lot of wisdom to share with her,
And I know she is not ready.
She will not be ready for some time.
The guide paused for several moments.
Thank you.
Thank you for working with her despite her attitude.
It's.
.
.
The guide hesitated again and waited for several minutes to find the right words.
She's been through a lot.
If there is something I can do to help her,
Just.
.
.
I started to say,
Let me know,
But I was interrupted by the spirit guide.
Please just keep sharing your light with the world.
I know it has not always been easy for you.
Please just keep sharing.
