Judy's Story

By L.R. Sumpter

What happens when we pass on to heaven? Those who remain in the material world grieve and cope with the shock of their loss. But what do our departed loved ones experience? What is death like for them?

Here is one woman’s story narrated by her through a medium. She tells of her struggle to give up the material world and to adjust to her life in heaven. She struggles with the fear of being sent to hell that she had from the religious teaching of her childhood. She finally learns to be a joyful guide and healer for others.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Ozark Mountain Publishing, Inc.
• Release date: Dec 29, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005068479

L.R. Sumpter

When he was a sophomore in high school, L. R. Sumpter first read Ignatius Donnelly’s book on Atlantis. This was the beginning of a lifelong interest in “maverick” history and science. This interest continued over years of formal study for undergraduate and graduate degrees. These studies reached the doctoral level and have been done in eight universities on two continents and in four Western languages. Nor has this interest diminished through more than 35 years of teaching in elementary, secondary and higher education settings.L. R. Sumpter has also worked for many years in engineering and sales. He has lived and traveled in 48 of the 50 United Sates and 10 foreign countries. He has taught, written articles for publication and presented papers in two languages. Finally, after retiring from teaching it has been possible for him to devote full time to studying and writing about unorthodox topics.

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Judy’s Story

A Heavenly Love Story

By Lee Sumpter

Table of Contents

Title Page

Introduction: What Is Channeling?

Chapter 1: Who Is Telling This Story?

Chapter 2: Judy’s Story

Chapter 3: Lee’s Memoir

Chapter 4: Judy Begins to Recover

Chapter 5: Lee Begins to Recover

Chapter 6: Judy Begins Life Review

Chapter 7: More from Judy in Heaven

Chapter 8: The Contract

Chapter 9: Valerie

Chapter 10: Judy’s Messages from April and May

Chapter 11: Our True Life

Chapter 12: Advice for Lovers from Heaven

Chapter 13: An Opportunity for Learning

About the Author

© 2019 by Lee Sumpter

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Judy’s Story by Lee Sumpter

What happens when we pass on to Heaven?

1. Channeling 2. Heaven 3. Spiritual 4. Metaphysical

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Judy

This book is dedicated to my late wife and co-author, Judith Davis, who passed on to heaven on a warm Labor Day weekend in 2016.

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It is also dedicated to our cousin Donna, who still is Judy’s friend and confidant and mine as well.

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It is dedicated to Judy’s cousin and my friend of twenty-seven years who came from her home in Florida to Tennessee that week in September to put me back on my feet and get me going again.

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It is dedicated to my Akashic reader and counselor of seven years who predicted in 2010 that I would write these books and who helped me understand The Contract as well has how the book was to be organized.

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It is dedicated to John Davis Rorer, who came to my rescue when I was faltering and carried me across the finish line.

Introduction

What Is Channeling?

Channeling has many forms. In one form, which I consider extreme, the energy of a consciousness which may or may not have had a life on earth, takes over the body and speech mechanisms of the channeler. This may include facial expressions, accents and gestures. Jane Roberts channeling Seth is a good example of this type of channeling. Another type, which I consider channeling, is when a medium reports words and ideas of relatives, friends, or guides from beyond the veil or not. The words and ideas may be paraphrased, rather than the exact words. The medium is indeed acting as a channel for this information.

What I do is called automatic writing, but which is better understood as directed writing. Like the first type of channeling, the writer has little or no idea of what is actually being said until there is a pause, or until the entire message is delivered. It must be understood that automatic writing involves not only the use of the channeler’s language, but their ideas, memories, vocabulary, thought structures, and writing style. Proper grammar, spelling, sentence structure, and composition appear on the page. The channeler becomes an instrument for the source or sources of the information. This is often amazing! It can not be emphasized too much that the channeler usually has little control over all of this while the message is being delivered through them, through their writing.

In fact, the less the channeler is involved, the better. When I was learning, I was admonished not to judge, evaluate or process what I was directed to write. A certain totally passive and focused state of mind must be maintained. As I note in this book, I was told by spirit guides that I must think of myself as a court recorder who only records what is said without the interference of any judgment or personal opinions whatsoever. This is necessarily a practiced discipline.

I was taught by a spirit guide who identified himself as Wa-ta-na-sheh. He had last been an inhabitant of the southwestern part of North America. He was part of a group of people who eventually moved to the Valley of Mexico and became known as the Aztecs. I can describe him precisely. He currently appears to me in normal street clothes, just like Jesus does, but when he first started to teach me, he appeared in typical Indian breechclout and armbands. He had black silky shoulder-length hair and a very strong build. He certainly appeared as someone you did not want to mess with! At first, he was a very stern task master. My learning was often slow and sloppy. I had difficulty accepting that what I was writing was totally incomprehensible to me until the message was complete. I was only aware of the flow of words and I had to be totally focused on this.

All of this came about because I was at a crisis point in my life and I wanted information from God or guardian angels or guides about what was going to happen to me. I desperately wanted to know something about what lay in my path in my future. I just felt that there was a source of information around me, if I could learn to write down what it was. I began with making loop-de-loops on the page or spelling out the numbers, one, two, three, etc. I still do this occasionally when I am under stress and have trouble concentrating.

No doubt, the surrender of the mind or consciousness is a form of meditation. I had practiced this for a long time. No doubt, I was trained to do this because God, or guardian angels, or guides had plans for me for much later in my life, like now, for instance. Judy said to me while I was channeling her, that she knew that I had been trained, and would be able to receive her thoughts. I now know that this is very important for many of those who pass over and who have a strong motivation to love and help us. They are very frustrated when we do not pay any attention to them. Judy repeatedly complained about this through mediums at first. She would say, Lee doesn’t listen! This had no doubt been an acquired trait after twenty-four years of marriage.

Many times I am asked, Can anybody do this? The answer is certainly that anybody who wants to may. You have to have a strong motivation and a willingness to listen to information in your mind without any judgment or prejudice. We learn to make judgments to survive and function in our cultures. This is essential to who we are. This admonition is telling us to act against our nature, but the source of our information is way beyond the limited knowledge of our culture. They know our past, present and future in ways that are often inaccessible to us at first. Surrendering our cultural and educational assumptions about life is cleansing and refreshing. Few dare to do it. It is ultimately liberating, and we will no longer look at our lives and those who share them with us in quite the same way! This is risky, of course, but well worth the effort.

Chapter 1

Who Is Telling This Story?

In November of 2014 my wife, Judith Ann Davis, found that something had changed about her speech. Some family members had noticed momentary changes for the past years or so, but oddly I had not. At the end of November, she was going around saying, I don’t talk like this. When she went to the doctor, an MRI scan showed that she had had a stroke which was caused by some blockage of a part of her brain. It was a mild stroke, but its effects were evident. Her mother had had such strokes that left her weak and incoherent. So there was a history in her family.

I had noticed that Judy’s voice had changed to a higher pitch which I liked really. I felt no cause for alarm because her voice often changed to a more feminine timbre whenever she stopped smoking. I noticed the change in timbre some six to eight months after she had quit for the last time. She had been a smoker for all of her adult life except for recent long stretches when she began to abandon the habit. Over the years Judy had been one of those people who was sure that she had one or another serious ailment with her heart, her nerves or her joints. She seemed beset by aches and pains, but it never really slowed her down much. Still, she would often say out loud, I wonder what is wrong with me? This perennial question that I heard so much and largely ignored, came to haunt me as the months after her stroke rolled on with the gradual, then rapid, deterioration of her strength and the ability to live her life as usual. Indeed, the life was ebbing out of her, but I was the last one to recognize it.

Even after her speaking ability effectively disappeared and she had to write everything, even after she lost fifty pounds in twelve short months, even after she got so weak from not eating that she began to fall down, I maintained that she would somehow recover and our life would go on as always. Judy had never expected to outlive me. She seemed certain that she would leave me bereft long before my time was up. Hence, whenever friends and family were gathered around, the conversation would often turn to funerals and wishes for final arrangements. I would entertain no such discussions and leave. I had fought my way back from two serious strokes that made it impossible to walk and sometimes speak normally, and another one that had brought about a referral to a stroke clinic. I only knew to fight weakness and disability, but then, my afflictions were milder than what some people suffer and I was relatively strong to begin with. As I got older I took on more and more severe physical and mental challenges. I became a half-way serious bicyclist, and I learned to speak and teach Spanish in addition to two other languages.

This was not the case with Judy. She slowed down more and more as time went on even though it was hard to tell because she had so many talents. She continued with her various decorating projects. She continued to wow everybody with her genius in the kitchen and she continued to organize different activities that brought friends and family together. Everybody loved her for that including, of course, me. When she finally retired from her career teaching the kids that everybody had given up on, she seemed to just give up. I kept on teaching, speaking foreign languages, bicycling and fishing. I refused to recognize the signs of decline even though they were painfully evident. I had had to deal with depression and suicide some forty years previously and I did not want to admit that this was again coming into my life and my marriage. I just would not give up. Still, I often heard the refrain, I wonder what’s wrong with me?

After the stroke, Judy did have some difficulty speaking and swallowing. Some people noticed the change in her speech and