Dear Alters,

You feel so deeply and can be so isolated with that pain that cripples and injures you over and over again.

I see your tears. I feel your hearts beat and your pain. I pray for you.

I heard you when no one else did. I loved you when you felt no else could. Forever here, I stand longing to hold and heal you.

I see the terror and the shame. I am proud of you. I am consumed with an everlasting love that longs to hold you. The passion and the depth of the love I have for you cannot be measured, nor stopped by anything done to you.

I heard the cries at night when you thought you were alone. I was there reaching out to you. You didn’t see the tears in my eyes. Now behold me and see the compassion for you that consumes me.

I love you. There is safety in my arms. Hear my heart beat for you.

When you feel cast away and hopeless look to me. I have plans of peace for you. Nothing done to you is beyond my healing touch. With great tenderness I long to touch you and show you my love.

I have called you to life. Feel now my breath upon you. It is warm and full of desire to fill you with life.

Your pain was terrible but my healing is greater. I will defend and care for you. Come, hide in my love and be safe.

In love with you,

Jesus

The following is a message given by Jesus to another alter. This time it was given to be shared with a man with Dissociative Identity Disorder who, against his will, is being divorced. Both he and his wife have suffered severe sexual abuse. (Even when just one partner has suffered sexual abuse it puts a huge strain on the marriage. Thankfully, the man is healing but his wife feels unable to wait until full healing occurs.)

I have cried your tears; I have felt your pain. I was separated from my Father, the only one who knew me and with whom I could truly connect with.

My life was spent under a death sentence. I was born to be mocked. I was born to go to hell. I was born to be whipped and hated. Sweating blood, I begged for relief, only to have to face hell alone.

Getting back from hell was my goal. Then I could be a victor, but how could I? I tasted your pain. I felt your abuse. I knew your hell before you did. Being a victor over hell wasn’t enough. Handing you that victory wasn’t enough. No, my son, I had to commit myself to being your intercessor. This means I bear that pain over and over. Each tear you cry, I cry with you.

Right now, you are in trauma. Nothing feels right. You are being cut in half and part of you is leaving. That part of you is your wife. Having been separated from my father makes me fully aware of this pain, and being your intercessor makes me fully aware of your pain.

The trauma of divorce is causing you to feel that everyone will leave you and forsake you. But I am not leaving you. I am carrying you, right now.

Look not to the left or to the right. I am here. Look up into my eyes as I carry you. My tears are for your pain. My eyes shine bright as pure light for you. Look deeper and you will see love that cannot be measured. Look deeper and you will see peace that passes all understanding.

I am here. I will always be here for you. I love you.

Jesus

The Spiritual Advantages of D.I.D.

By Leesa, a friend of mine who has D.I.D.

Those of us who have Dissociative Identity Disorder are special treasures that God has hidden away, rather like how Christ came with the fullness of God, but the world could not comprehend him.

We will eventually reap incredible things in this life and for eternity that others can only dream about. Since we can only reap what we sow, however, the great things we will reap come with a great price tag. Nevertheless, God continually assures me he has empowered us to pay that way-above-average price.

As I pondered the immensity our reward, I asked God, “Is that really fair? Shouldn’t everyone have the chance to obtain what we will be given?”

He replied, “There will be those who will one day say it isn’t fair; that they should have also been given the chance to have what you have been given. To them I will give just a small taste of what you had to endure, and they will surely shrink back, quickly deciding that you deserve your reward.”

So when I can think straight, and I am willing to let God’s truth and love wash over me, I am thankful for the hard and horrible things in my life, because of what they qualify me for.

Let’s keep pushing on and fervently cling to our Lord in times of doubt, pain, and confusion. He will see us through in his strength, and keep us safe when we are weak. We are all his special treasures. Let’s not let the taunts of the enemy, nor the fears and doubts of our own hearts keep us from believing this truth always!

The Lord has so convinced Leesa that Christians with D.I.D. are destined to special blessings that she has felt it necessary to comfort those who do not have D.I.D. with this note: Each of us is irreplaceable

For general insight into this spiritual principle, see God Isn’t fair?