O thou beloved maidservant of God, although the loss of a son is indeed
heart-breaking and beyond the limits of human endurance, yet one who
knoweth and understandeth is assured that the son hath not been lost but,
rather, hath stepped from this world into another, and she will find him
in the divine realm. That reunion shall be for eternity, while in this
world separation is inevitable and bringeth with it a burning grief.
Praise be unto God that thou hast faith, art turning thy face toward the
everlasting Kingdom and believest in the existence of a heavenly world.
Therefore be thou not disconsolate, do not languish, do not sigh, neither
wail nor weep; for agitation and mourning deeply affect his soul in the
divine realm.
That beloved child addresseth thee from the hidden world: 'O thou kind
Mother, thank divine Providence that I have been freed from a small and
gloomy cage and, like the birds of the meadows, have soared to the divine
world--a world which is spacious, illumined, and ever gay and jubilant.
Therefore, lament not, O Mother, and be not grieved; I am not of the lost,
nor have I been obliterated and destroyed. I have shaken off the mortal
form and have raised my banner in this spiritual world. Following this
separation is everlasting companionship. Thou shalt find me in the heaven
of the Lord, immersed in an ocean of light.'