The Walk of Faith

The Walk of Faith
By Lissette Rios
Edited by Patricia Beck
It was an absolutely heart breaking moment in my life. Between crying inconsolably, praying, and giving thanks for the next step, it seemed that I would never finish unpacking all the boxes. I was settling in to my cousin’s apartment after a break up with my soul mate. This was more than just the breakup of a relationship. This was the crumbling of a home and a business. It meant leaving everything behind and starting brand new all over again.
I kept telling myself to embrace every moment of life. Every end signifies a new beginning; life goes on, and we must learn to look for the good in every situation. I knew that it was true, but I was struggling internally. Part of me recognized this was best for both of us and that everything was the way it needed to be. I would go on. But the other part of me just wanted to die. It would be so much easier to just give up.
It took me hours to unpack all the boxes. With every moment, I kept asking myself, “How do I do this? How do I let go and begin all over again?” No matter how difficult it seemed, I knew I was going to make it. I did not know how. But the one thing I still had was unwavering faith, the daring of my soul to go farther than it could see. I was confident that my angels were guiding me; there was no way I could do this on my own. I kept saying to myself, “just put one foot in front of the other and focus on taking one step at a time. One step at a time and you’ll make it.” Finally, what seemed like the longest and most painful day of my life was over. I was grateful that I was experiencing a new moment, a new day with another chance to start over.
The next morning, I began my day meditating, asking for guidance and strength, and giving thanks for all the good things in my life. When the phone rang, it was the last person I wanted to speak with… my ex boyfriend! A friend of his was very ill. He needed someone to spend time with her and asked for my assistance. I did not realize how serious the situation was until I went to see her; she was in the Hospice wing. Although I was not quite sure why I was there, it felt right. I was certain a greater power had sent me there, as always I asked for guidance in doing the work I was there to do.
I sat with Maritza and immediately connected with her spirit. As I quite my mind and gave her my attention, I felt a sensation of complete serenity. I visited for the next two days and sat with her in stillness, relaxing, and sharing our peace and tranquility. Throughout the day, I felt us very close and spent a lot of time at home feeling and connecting with her.
Every morning, I went running and felt she was with me. I slowed down and began to show her the beauty of life…the birds singing, the ducks in the water, the wind, the fresh air, the sun, nature, the beauty of life at its purest…. I reminded her how much her children, parents, and friends loved her. I spoke to her of all the love she had to share and all the things she still had to accomplish in her life. I wanted her to feel the will to live, love, and appreciate the miracle of life.
She died the next day. Although I knew she was finally at peace, I could not grasp the entire experience.
I went to visit one of my mentors, one of my angels here on earth. She is a loving being who works with the angels and has helped me perceive messages that I don’t always see or hear clearly. Through her, I understood that people who are so close to their death are very protected and strangers are not normally allowed close to them.
Then, it became very clear to me that through her death, she gave me life. I was going through a very difficult time in my life when I could have easily given up. At that moment, I realized that the whole time, the person I was speaking to was me. She helped me see the miracle of life, and she helped me find the will to live.
I am grateful for the perfection of life and the power of faith and unconditional love, two people met for the first time near death to exchange eternal peace and the will to live. When we have difficulty walking, it’s okay to take one step at a time, knowing that we are always guided, loved, and protected.
Thank you God for your unconditional love and for the gift of life and everlasting peace. Thank you for helping me find the light within me. Thank you for reminding me how loved and blessed I am and how much love I have to give. Thank you for reminding me that I can make a difference in someone’s life and that we are here to give as much as to receive. It is never too late. Thank you for helping me share this story with anyone who dares to believe.
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