Covid by a medium
I enter the church I sense the strong energy as I see the pews are full.......wow why so many are they here for me. no cant be. Im no one I look around theres only me standing here.
As I climb the platform and look all I see are eyes above a mask. dead eyes. swollen tearful eyes. searching eyes searching me. what am I doing where am i looking who am i going to go to. come to me they say come to me..
I stand with no music no script.alone on the platform thats what the people see. but beside me are many my guides and your loved ones I wish you could see,
I start with a name a description of someone who once was a birthdate a memory and there we go... A daughter who had fallen out with her dad for him not taking her seomewhere for he felt unwell......... A wife whos hand slipped from her husbands just before the closing of ambulance doors to take him away. A brother who never got told his brother was ill and wasnt able to go to the funeral. wanting to know is he dead. A son who needed to know if his dad saw his grandson born the day he died. this is not one family this is 4familys in one small church messaged of love and and peace being given to end and help the grieving. Before I go home iv a queue to get thru the people that want me to say thank you. the tears are now of gladness and not of sorrow each and everyone will have a better tomorrow. It wasnt me I say to each it was your loved one that came to teach that life is eternal and love grows strong. How many churches how many lifes 1000s of people searching the mediums eyes.
Shirley & Spirit