I had this dream that God wanted to talk to me. His voice just filled my head and I had to listen.
I need you to forgive Charlie so he can move on.
I have forgiven him, really, there was nothing to forgive. I always knew his heart, I could always see beneath the drugs, to see his true heart. I knew he was still in there.
I want you to pray and tell him again.
Why can’t you just tell him for me, afterall you are God, and you can reach him now, whereas I can’t.
He has locked himself into Hell, he is upset about how he left things, he is miserable. I need you to forgive him so he will come home.
I laughed and said, wow, now that sounds like Charlie, arguing even with God!
God chuckled too and say, Yes, it is just like Charlie. But, would you talk to him?
Yes, God, I will. Thanks for letting me know.
So to make it official, and just for the record – I forgive you Charlie. I never had anything to forgive really. You were you, just being you. I was me just being me. Then lots of crazy things happened and you met the one thing that you could not conquer. I saw how heroin and alcohol changed your brain. When we would talk, I could see you and your addiction talking back to me. The addiction was always trying to figure out what I wanted to hear so that it could get the money to keep it alive. It was always trying to manipulate me into doing its bidding. And behind that I could still see you, begging to return to full strength. I could still see the real you, your real true heart. That loving, beautiful person was still there. So, rest easy son, I, your dad, your sister, we never lost you. And if you need to hear it, I will say it. I forgive you. Now, as God has said, please go home. Move on to your next adventure. Remember us, so we will get to see you again, when it is our turn. We love you. I love you.