Saints,
I thought that this would be a blessing for you, as much as I hate to copy and paste things in their entirety there is no way that I can link to this post because it was on Facebook, enjoy:
This letter is from Bonnie Wilkerson to David Wilkerson in glory:
A Letter To My Dad....You now have eternity to learn some manners....like not blowing your nose on a nice cloth napkin at a nice restaurant. Jesus, please teach him to laugh a lot. Belly laugh. Teach him to catch a fish and ride the clouds, since he never liked to fly. Dad....I remember when you used to wear white shoe and white pants ALL THE TIME! Those were Pat Boone days. Mom had to keep those clean. I really hated that you suffered in the accident. I WILL get over it someday. I haven't been able to open your Bible you left to me. Too hard. You can understand that. I am so happy you don't have to worry about your wife, your children, grandchildren, great grandchildren, etc. You had precious friends that really loved you. Paul and Sonia Dilena, Pat and Dick, Barry and Karen, Dr. Rice and Berneita. Barb misses you. Bettina and Suansee. Pastor Carter and Teresa. Timmy Dilena....Rick and Kim Hagans. You were so loved.
I miss your voice. I loved how you said 'GOD' ....'GAWWWWWD'. A little NYC accent. NYC was YOU! It was your heart and passion. You spoiled me but not rotten. You gave me a giving, tender heart for people. I have no idea what you are doing. I have no idea about heaven. God didn't write a lot about it. Heaven is no longer just a song to sing about anymore. Did you touch the nail scarred hands and get to talk to Jesus everyday. I have no idea how it works. But you are in JOY mode for eternity. You have no cares, don't have to try hard to sleep. You were a terrible sleeper. You always had your mind turning and turning.
I will open your Bible someday soon. My relationship with God has been really tested. Pray for me daddy! I know I love God so deeply but please tell him for me that I need some extra angels this Christmas. Enjoy your first Christmas with Jesus. Hang the star ornaments throughout space and time. Run through the fields with Tiffany. Laugh hard with Paul Dilena. Have Moses show him the staff that parted the Red Sea.
We are taking care of the love of your life.....Mom. She misses you and she is tapping into God's strength. This Christmas when it is time for the Christmas prayer....which was always YOUR job,,,,we will try so very hard to experience the JOY of Christ. It hurts, I miss you. Love from your Bonnie Kay!
