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March 15th, 1919
Received by James Padgett.
Washington D.C.
I am here, George Butler:
I would like to write a few lines tonight, if you are agreeable.
A long time ago I wrote you,
describing my condition and that of the hells in which I was then
living, and you were kind enough to help me and bring me in association
with some bright spirits who were willing to show me the way out
of my awful condition, and who since that time have been helping
me with their love and sympathy and prayers; and now I am happy
to tell you that I have gotten out of my darkness and am progressing
towards the heavens which a development and transformation of the
soul by the inflowing of the Divine Love, leads to.
Tonight, I desire to express to you my thankfulness and gratitude
for the great service you did me, and to say, that in all the spirit
world there is not one who feels more conscious of the truth which
your advice leads to in the salvation of his soul, and the redemption
from an existence of darkness and suffering, than do I.
I cannot convey to you any conception of what this redemption mean
to me, or of the wonderful difference of condition in a soul that
has experienced the possession of this love, and one that remains
in ignorance of the blessings that it confers. What I wrote you
then, I now repeat, that the hell of a soul which is all tainted
and permeated with the results of an earth life of sin and error,
is wholly true and the contrast between souls in the two states
of existence is impossible of description.
When you spoke to me of the probability of my release from the
hells, and told me that this great love would work out my deliverance,
I confess that, I had very little faith in what you told me, and
thought that you were trying to impose on me some of the old nonsensical
beliefs of your church doctrines, of which I had heard a great deal
when on earth; and when the bright spirits came to me and confirmed
what you had said, and offered their services in accordance with
what you had advised me was the certain way to my obtaining a new
state of living, I thought that is was an illusion or delusion,
and that no results could possibly come to me by pursuing the course
that they told me would surely lead to a change of my condition.
But they were so earnest, and so anxious that I should listen to
them, and seemed to have so much love for me and my welfare which
was a new experience for me since I had been in hells, that I commenced
to think that such evidence of friendship and anxiety for my betterment,
must have some foundation of truth, and that I would not lose anything
by heeding their advice and making the effort to pursue the way
pointed out to me.
And so I commenced to pray for the love, and they prayed with me,
and in a little while their Father appeared to me in a new light
- not just real, but as something that might have a potential existence.
I continued to pray and listen to their prayers, and my emotions
were aroused, and I felt a kind of happiness that I had not before
felt, and a feeling of hope that there might be some efficacy in
their prayers, but, had not much faith in my own; and, notwithstanding
my incredulity, I realized that I felt better in the atmosphere
of their presence and in the influence that their prayers seemed
to bring around me. They were very kind and sympathetic, and so
wonderfully patient, and impressed me with the feeling that my soul's
salvation, as they termed it, and the deliverance of me from my
unhappy and suffering condition were to them matters of personal
interest and importance; and, of course, with such feelings I soon
commenced to think that if these beautiful spirits could have such
interest in me, I should have interest in myself sufficient to earnestly
seek for the relief that I so much needed.
Well, I then put more desire and longings in my prayers and tried
to look upon their Father, as possibly my Father also, and so my
longings became more real and intense. I prayed and called upon
the Father to give me this love, and to cause me to have faith in
prayer and in the Being to whom my prayers were offered. I will
not tell you how earnestly I continued to pray and how the first
faint realization of the answer came to me and with it the consciousness
of a hope that might be fulfilled. After a while this love came
to me and with it a feeling of happiness that I had never conceived
of, and also the conviction that these spirits were showing and
helping me on the true way to a redemption of soul and body, also,
for as you may know, I had then and have now a body more substantial
and real than the one which I possessed when on earth.
I will not here describe my progress or the different experiences
that I had, nor the faith nor doubts that came to me in succession.
I persisted, with the encouragement of these spirits, and after
awhile found myself out of the darkness and sufferings and the hells,
real and terrible, and an inhabitant of a brighter sphere and in
the association of brighter spirits, who, though not like the beautiful
spirits who had so lovingly worked with me, yet, were very different
from those whom I had left in the darkness and the hells.
I am now in the Third Sphere, and if I had the time or rather,
if I felt justified in consuming your time, I would describe to
you as best I could, what this sphere is, and the wonderful beauty
and happiness that belongs to it. Sometime, I hope to have the opportunity
to attempt to portray the wonders of this sphere, and more particularly
of my home and surroundings.
Tonight, as I have said, I merely desire to express to you my gratitude,
and to assure you of the truth and the results of what you told
me was the true way to light and happiness. Never through all eternity
shall I forget your kindness and the great help that you gave me,
nor shall I cease to remember you in my prayers to the Father, whom
I now know is a true, real, existing and loving Father. Oh, the
difference in the condition of the Butler in hell and the Butler
who is now writing you is beyond all description, and this love,
which is the greatest thing in all the universe and the greatest
gift to mortals, is the cause thereof.
I must stop writing, although I should like to write longer, for
I have already intruded too long. So remember my gratitude, and
also that I am now a very happy
George Butler
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