I was summoned again like I have been. My thoughts were focused on watching the people, how they react and respond to each other. There's so much love, what you would expect in the Kingdom of God. So I waited and I saw someone from a distance approaching me. I am getting to know that whoever is going to talk with me walks straight toward me. I am trying to figure out who it is, a man or a woman. Soon the person was close enough I could tell it was a woman. Then I thought, maybe not, but then I knew it was a woman. She was staring at me. I did not know who she was, but she did say, "I'm here to meet you." So I introduced myself. She said, “Yes, I know who you are. I think you have read about me a little bit. But what I want to share with you is how you respond when things get rough, when people that love you and that you love, when things are lost, when things affect you that hurt your heart, and soul, and mind.” (I was thinking, okay, what's she getting at, what are you trying to say. And of course, she read my thoughts.) “What I'm trying to say is this; my name is Elizabeth, I am John's mother, John the Baptist.
"We go through life with our loved ones, not knowing when the time comes that the journey is over for them. But what I wanted to share with you is, you believe that you have lost, not so much a loved one, but someone close, and you will continue to have people that will come close and pass by. But you will be stronger, not like you were in the beginning. You need to learn how to cry. (Because in the Hispanic culture we're taught that men don't cry, too much pride. I guess she was explaining it's easier to humble yourself, let go, and just let it out. Because I didn't cry at my dad's burial, my mom's burial—I just didn't know how). She said, "So that the next time someone close to you or a loved one is gone you will be able to cry. I did. It was hard for me because I thought my son was to make the way for the Lord. I thought he would live for quite some time—out live us. But it wasn't that way. His life was taken. It was horrible! It wasn't easy for me. It is very hard for a mother to lose the child she carried in her womb for nine months. It's unbearable.
She stopped and said, "Let me just look at you. She leaned over, put elbows on her knees, her face in her hands and she looked, and she looked. “Wow!" That's all she said, wow. "Allow me to hold your hand. So she reached over and took my hand, more like just put her hand over mine. Now, let me embrace you. All the hurt and all the pain that you have gone through, that you have not learned how to express, to release, you be ready for it—allow me to embrace you. All of this is to prepare you for your journey." So she embraced me, and knowing that this is a wonderful woman, a gracious woman, a merciful woman—that she knew when our spirits connected; because she said, "I know when Mary and I met, our spirits leapt. There was a purpose for all that even then. So when we meet again, let our spirits leap with joy all the time. But since you've already met my son, it is a blessing, for you will be a blessing. I will see you again." Then I came back and woke up.
Ruben comments: How do these men and women in Heaven know all about us, how do they know I was taught men don't cry. I was not able to cry immediately after that, but during the next day while I was driving, I thought, what's that in my eye? One tear. Because remember, all the women I've met there, one tear falls from their right eye when they look at me. It dripped on my face and I said, what is this, and I wiped it off.
I don't think John wanted to die. He wanted to live and hang out with Christ, be part of his ministry. But one had to end so the other could start. Christ didn't want to die either, but in order to fulfill God's Word he had to be sacrificed—not my will, but Your will God. All day I wondered, why Elizabeth, why now? I don't know if I will ever have an answer in this life. I know I am to press on. I will have all the answers when my time is up. I have nothing to lose, but I have so much to gain. This visit was different. But it's all coming together. This wonderful woman, she knows that by letting go I can become more human in my emotions. There cannot be any hindrances to serving God. I guess like Peter. He was big and bold, macho and everything, but deep inside he knew how to cry, he was human. Even when Christ was crucified. Even when he denied him three times.