Hi Guys,

I made it!  I’m here in heaven!  Heaven is a wonderful place and I’m having a great time.  I know I haven’t been gone long but I miss you all so much…and I know you’re missing me.  So I ask Jesus if I could write a letter to you.

He said, “Yes, and I’ll send it to them as soon as possible, but please make it short.”

So here it is, short and sweet.  I am doing great and am looking forward to seeing all of you in  a while.  Just know I love you.  We’ll all have a fantastic time together when you get up here.  Live your lives on earth for Jesus, and listen to and talk with him.  He’s a pretty great guy.  He loves you and has great plans for you.

Live a good life on Earth and I’ll see you later.

All My Love Forever,

Marsha

P.S.  For some reason, Jesus wanted to write to you too.  His letter is following.

Hi Guys,

This is Jesus.  Marsha made it to heaven.  She is so excited.  She flew in through the Pearly Gates and zoomed past St. Peter so fast that he is still dizzy from spinning in circles.  With one fist held high, and an iced mocha in the other, she yelled, “Hallelujah!” flew a couple of didoes in the air and landed kneeling at my feet.  I welcomed her, blessed her and thanked her for her work on earth.  She has now made heaven her new home.

But now I need your help.

Since she arrived, heaven has not been the same.  She has been driving everyone here crazy!  You remember those bagpipes that she played on Earth?  Well, now she’s playing them up here.  They were loud enough on Earth, but they’re even louder up here and they echo throughout the heavenly realm.  I suggested that she learn to play the guitar or harp.  But she said, “I would love to, but first I want to practice the bagpipes until my family and friends come through the Pearly Gates.  I want to welcome them with the song When the Saints Go Marching in. Then I’ll learn another instrument.”

How can I argue with that?

And do you remember her as that quiet subdued woman that I created her to be?  Well, now she won’t shut up!  She talks all the time and if she’s not talking or playing the pipes, she’s singing…the same song, over and over and over again.  It doesn’t matter what song it is.

And she’s painting.  She painted all the gold in heaven, blue.  Then she replaced the red rubies and green emeralds with the blue sapphires and blue topaz.  She did however, leave the diamonds.  She said they added a little glitter.  She also changed the colors in the rainbow to different shades of blue.  I know she likes blue,  I created her to like blue…but really?

I now have five angels working full time to make all the chocolate covered cherries and iced mochas that she consumes…and shares.

She loves eagles.  (She told me it was because of the verse in Isaiah…Those that hope in the Lord will renew their strength, they will soar on wings like eagles…).  She has flown all over paradise and gathered all the eagles that she could find.  Now she has a “convocation” of eagles and soars with them through heaven, back and forth, yelling, “Hallelujah, I’m in Glory!”  And…she is teaching the eagles to scream, “Hallelujah” on command.

At this moment, Marsha is passing out snow-globe music boxes to everyone up here.  Each person is getting their own private globe with their favorite song on it.  This is great, except everyone is playing their snow-globe music box at the same time as loud as they can so they can hear their song over the other snow globes.  It’s noisy, deafening and intolerable.

I haven’t mentioned that she made the clouds rain chocolate, turned all the pizzas into cookie dough decorated with chocolate chips, or any of the other numerous  activities that she instigated.  Marsha has such a good heart and means well.  She is excited, exuberant, creative and enthusiastic.  But she is becoming unmanageable. She is driving us all crazy.  Heaven will never be the same again.

So I need your help.  I have plans for your family to help keep an eye on Marsha when you get to heaven.  Her angel is completely exhausted and needs a lot of help.  Marsha needs someone with her all the time to help keep her under control. All the time!

I’m afraid it will take everyone’s help.  I’m telling you (her family) this so that you can think about it and be prepared for the job when you get up here.

Have a great life on Earth and I’ll see you in a while.

Love Eternally,

Jesus

“MARSHA! Please put that elephant down!  …and watch out for that starrrr…oh, she smacked it…

(Hmmm…maybe I’ll need her family up here a little sooner than I planned…)

“Hey guys…”

By Marsha K. Hood