My Dearest James,

The floodgates of my heart have opened wide. Pouring out of my mouth the words that could only describe one such as yourself. Like a neglected flower I stand wilting, yearning for the water of your presence, longing for you; longing for you.. My heart truely bleeds in your absence but the hope of your return shall forever be my healing strength.

I listen to your music as if to sit at your feet; Your words are like songs to me. A pleasant music to my ears that never dies, And I find comfort listening to your voice.

Your words caress the deepest parts of my being. For it is here,those deep parts, in my being we spend time together, sharing thoughts, hopes and promises yet to come.

I still remember that day you took all my ugly sin and washed away the evil stains that clothed me. You released in me your love, your beauty. It reached me in my dreams when I was young, telling me that I was not alone, and that you care.

Your gentle words reside within me, And I am not alone, for you are there.

Love, Elizabeth

My Dearest Elizabeth,

As I sit here and count the days hours and minutes until we are together my mind is filled with you and the love I hold for you. I wanted to tell you I love you so very much. I can't wait to be there with you, to be able to hold you, to love you, and to take care of you. You mean so much to me. You are always in my thoughts and in my heart. Not a day ever goes by that I am not thinking about you. To love you and caring for you forever is my promise to you. To share all with you is my desire.

Love, James Robert

My beloved James,

Once again this letter is intended only for you...I must say to begin with that everything that you told me has moved me so much that I couldn't stop thinking of it all day yesterday and had a restless night; I'm infinitely grateful to you for it; for it was a confirmation of our endless love and friendship. Moreover it reignited my spirit for life.

You were so right in saying, God wants us to love him eternally with our whole hearts- not in such a way as to injure our earthy loves.

Yours eternally,

Elizabeth

My precious Elizabeth,

When the bells of the church started to ring at about six o'clock on Saturday evening, I just had I to write home. It's remarkable what power church bells have over human beings, and how deeply they can affect. So many of life's experiences gather round them. All discontent, ingratitude, and selfishness melt away, and in a moment humans are left with only there pleasant memories hovering around them.

Oh, by the way, as I searched through my desk drawer last night I came across your loss set of keys. I have directed my man to hand deliver them to you as soon as possible. Be of good courage, I'll be home soon.

Never goodbye,

James

May 22, 1998

My Love,

I do..so much wish to visit with you. The days are very long and dry with out you. Do you know, there are days I expect you will come walking through the door and things will be wonderful again? Everything here is in such a mess and I have had to learn to wait, wait and wait some more.. Telling myself so often that your help is the only answer in the turmoil.

Now, I have come to a crossroads. Which way do I turn? Within the twists and turns of this road is your plan. I'm afraid, the images in my mind, and my emotions are churning deep in my soul. I need you to set out my steps for me to see...the places I may venture to, the dreams and visions in my head.

Please write soon, I'm always thinking of you.

Your devoted,

Elizabeth

My cherished Elizabeth,

I too wish you could visit, but the journey is a long and hard one. Please understand, I know how you feel and believe me when I say this, it's better for you that I am gone and that you must wait.

About the crossroads, during the coming weeks you shall have to keep a stout heart and that is what I wish of you, as to let nothing scare you.

I know the plans I have for you. My plans will bless you and those I have directed to watching over you. I shall have to write them down and send them to you as soon as I am able, so you can see them. I know you will be very pleased.

Oh, and Father is working on a surprise for you. I wish I could tell you but I'm am sworn to secrecy. He sends his love.

Always faithful to you,

James

My hearts desire,

You do truly understand the hidden secrets of my heart. You look upon me...not as through a veil seeing externals; finding nothing except weakness and submission. You look directly into my being and find there are two symbols depicting the essence of this woman's desires moving between love and sorrow -- between affection and sacrifice. You purified my heart by fire and wash it by tears. It is free from the laws of slavery and old customs against the higher and sacred affections of the human heart. I can joyfully stand unashamed before you.

Please tell Father his surprise gift arrived at dawn today. When I opened it I heard the birds singing louder than I have ever heard before and I'm afraid my voice of joy woke the neighbors, who rushed into the house to offer their voice of congratulations.

Then my servant girls hurried to spread the good news. The gift is like a pearl brought to me by the tide from the depth of the sea. A lily that has just blossomed from a bud of life; like a dear guest whose appearance illuminated my heart and whose arrival lifted my soul. I just know it has come to take me on a great adventure with you.

Loving you is all I need,

Elizabeth

My joy Elizabeth,

Picture this; in my mind, you are shrouded with a white wedding dress viewed for the first time, arriving at our prepared wedding place. Father is there, commencing our ceremony, while angels pray, their faces shining brightly. My face beams like a man who has been given his wife and his child in one day. The guests begin to singing until the wedding room is filled.

I approached you and inquire, "Do you remember my face?" You looked at me for a moment, then pointing at my hands you say, "Yes, right there; I placed my heart. Upon those hands I rested a child's heart ,and upon them I put all my hope, faith and love."

Then I say, "In these hands I freely except your heart and call it my own. You have given it to me and I have replaced it with one like my own, made beautiful and new. We are one.

Then unable to resist anymore you dropped down at my feet. Then, the guest, individually, approached dropping at my feet and offered their praises with sweet words of worship.

I'm satisfied forever,

James

Oh my happiness,

Your last letter meant so much to me. My heart still throbs like the trembling lips of a thirsty women wanting more. I can't tell you how many times I have read it.

I too, eagerly awaiting the day of our union and my spirit is hungry to inhale the fragrance of your presence forever. This soul dances with the thoughts of your tender embrace. I know at the moment of your touch I will be completely undone. Yes, overwhelmed; unable to talk; only silence will fill my mouth. A language of this women's heart, but you will be able to hear my wordless shouts of ecstasy and bliss. One touch of your love and you will unravel my curtain of mystery, rending it apart forever.

Now, I sit here at a table sipping the wine from your vineyards far away, I dream of our future together and its endless wonderment.

Why must it be so long in coming?

Elizabeth

Elizabeth my song,

Let your letters continue to flow to me and let them crashing upon my shore, and let mine reach deep into your body. Let them carry you on waves to lands you've never seen.

Still now, we are two persons separated but united in love. There's a drama being performed by three. A Father who loves his Son and daughter; a Son who loves his father and future bride. A daughter filled with hope tied to both by spirit, together reaching the heights of love. Someday soon, we three will be sitting eating and drinking in our home, guarded by Heaven's eyes.

My Love, continue in this hope, it has an important place in your heart. Remember my letters; listen for my soft whispers; feel for the wind of my breath. Rise on the wings I have given you and fly to me in your prayers and thoughts.. Remember, hope has an important place in lover's hearts.

The best is yet to come,

James

James my Life,

Is it too soon to write again? Thoughts of you have transfixed me. I can't stop my spirit from constantly craving you. You truly are food to my soul. Writing you seems to cool my desire for a brief moment; like an insatiably appetite that swells up inside me finding satisfaction only in you.

Yes, my dear, I'm completely lost in a perpetual contemplation of your glory and brilliance of your handsome face. My heart, my flesh, my spirit, my soul burns for you like, glowing embers kindled into fire that burns with a consummate passion and untold joy.

How feminine you make me feel...How complete you have made me....I was empty and lost before you were in my life. Your love to me, what a gift! What can I give you in return, but my absolute person...and unbounded admiration. My fulfillment and purpose comes only from you.

Call to me and let me hear your voice,

Elizabeth

Beloved Elizabeth,

Permit me to take you higher than you have ever gone before. For I am a gentleman who will never force myself on you. But, truly I have everything You need!

I lite that fire of passion that kindles in your bosom. It's my fire that gives courage to the most fearful; sharpens the wit of the most simple; gives fidelity to the most depraved minds, constancy to the most unsettled; and, it alone, hath power to draw those hearts which have received it to acts of goodness, honesty, virtue, and gallantry, with more efficiency than all the most exact examples of history and philosophy.

I awaken your love,

James

June 27 1998

James my truth, my desire James,

I, being born a woman made of flesh and blood and distressed by all the hungers, desires and needs of this human body, Am continually being urged by the knowledge of your constant nearness to find my complete filling in your person. I must confess...to you...I feel an intensive longing to bear your body's weight upon my breast.

It seems as I continue on this earth, in this tent made of flesh; I eagerly and perpetually look towards the day of our more perfect union with great gladness. But even now, I am comforted by your spirit that is able to enter into my body. Into my private place; now holy place, once and for all, obtaining an eternal attachment with you always.

The passion of your love brings me much delight. It has thoroughly gained possession of this woman, Now, I feel most unfit for anything else. Oh, that I might be the kind of lover who is equally as able to return your most lofty affection. If I could, I would surely be the happiest of women. Do I even dare to hope such things? Compared to your love, amusement seems impertinent, and the business of the day an intrusion; you alone are able to engross every faculty of my mind.

Yet, with all this said....and realizing I am clean in your eyes and the object of your love, my conscience rises up and condemns me. Yes, it condemns me. I ask you, "Where do I get a deeper purity in my heart?.. You quickly give me the answer: I must turn to you.

Yes, you are always right. Turning towards you, the only cleansing agent in this vast universe that can give me a total and complete pureness, a relief in this life and a peace in death. How badly I need you; you...who are without blemish, to cleanse me.

Please know...your presence is always welcome into my thoughts! Into every part of my existence, into every part of me. Even into everything I see and every line I will ever read. Let me see you in the river, in the sails of ships, in the wet marshes, in the clouds above, in the light of day, in the darkness of night, in the wind through the trees, in the waves of the sea, in the business of the streets. Be the complete embodiment of every thought of my mind and everything it has ever become acquainted with.

I desire you to be more real to me than the stones that the strongest buildings are made of and equal as impossible to be displaced in my heart. Because, I associate you with only goodness. I promise to faithfully hold on to you always; for you do only good towards me...never..never...harm.

Knowing this means keeping your words close to my heart. You tell me if I do this thing...even Father himself...will love me, and together..one day soon... we will come to him, and make our abode with him forever.

Perhaps the most difficult of all your words to me, is to love those who don't love me....my enemies. This is for me, the ultimate test and the proof you dwell in me. The work for which all other work is just but a preparation for. Yet my being,..with all its forces,.. gather close about my timid, and upward-beating heart....still must learn to love like you do.

To do this great thing I need your prompting and inducement to ripen me; to become more like you for another's sake. To lay down my life and pick up your great exacting claim upon my life, calling me out to vast things.

My days are spent preparing myself with only the luxury of cleanness, to receive you as my bridegroom, who will be returning one day to find my smiling face and a clean hearth....I think much of that wondrous day.

What a blessing you are to me; even now I can enjoy you, by listening to hear your subtly call to me and by reaching higher to feel your breathe on my skin. And, Oh....how it makes my whole body tremble.

Your ardent lover, and devoted servant,

Elizabeth

June 29 1998

Elizabeth my fine one,

Your last letter....What man wouldn't delight in hearing those words?....The flow of your wild wishes, surged to head then straight away to my heart ....My hands were left tingling.

I earnestly wish to see you too. You can scarcely imagine with what pleasure I anticipate the day, when we are to begin to live together; and you would smile to hear how many plans of employment I have in my head, now that I am confident my heart has found a crowning place in your bosom.

My dear sister you distinguish authentic female passion from the unauthentic masquerade of feminine sexuality. That distinction, makes all the difference to me.

In these next years, look to me to be your keel -- stabilizing you in the winds and waves of public opinion and in an age of moral uncertainty. Let me be your influencing force, that effectively navigates you through them to..Me..your intended destination. Find true values in my words and build your life upon me, tie yourself tightly to me--your keel, or else you'll be lost in the winds of that fickle and turbulent world.

I have chosen a great many things for you to do while you wait for me to return. I trust in your ability to get them all done. Because, I know you where appointed to them at creation of your life, set apart for them in that mysterious realm of miracles, where Father reigns supreme. Who's prerogative it was to give them to you; the kinds of things the wit and wisdom of man are altogether powerless to bestow.

By the way...A letter I dated Sept 6th 1963..was just handed to one of my angel's then passed on to one of my men. It has no post-mark on it and I have never mentioned in any of my other letters. Because I just received Father's permission to send it to you. It has been sealed with the mark of my thumb for a long time..some..34 for years now. I wrote it to you when you were just an infant.

It has to do with the building of my house. (I had to take an incredible amount of soil samples. After that they had to pour many footers-- cement areas that extended down into the earth. Ready to see the actual frame work up.) You know, the most important part of this building is the foundation. If you don't go deep, you can't go high.

In Friendship Love & Truth

Respectfully yours

James

Elizabeth,

This letter which has been sealed in time, witnesses before my Father and before a great multitude of witnesses from every nation, tribe, people and language that on this the 4th day of the month of July in the year of promise, according to good traditions of my Father a Holy Covenant of Marriage is entered into between this Groom, James Robert Chambers and my Bride, Elizabeth Jane Chambers.

For the reason that I so loved you and desired that we might have eternal life together, and that I might make you my wife forever. I have delivered to my Father as payment for the hand of his daughter, my striped body with it's blood poured out used to dye on all sides, 1 new white wedding dress.

I pledge to love, support and care for you always. I promise to provide my insight and my affection freely, and to recognize and meet all your needs. I shall treasure you, nourish you, and respect you as a daughter of my Father. I vow that we remain best friends; to talk with and listen to you openly and whole heartenly. Above all to do everything within my power to help you to become the person you are yet to be. I promise to give to you a lifetime of learning, discussion, and adventure. I agree to create a warm and generous home for you, open to all who ask, celebrating life as a family. A home forever more in the community of my Father.

There is accepted by me and my heart is content with; 1 palm branch, 1 precious stone, 1 cosmetic box made of ivory, 1 bottle of nard, 1 heart made new, and 1 devotion to me, that is not an outer display or conspicuous consuming, but it's an emblem, a inner fidelity ... fidelity not to a flag or a government or a human leader, but to Me and all I AM.

9/6/63 James Robert Chambers

Dearest James,

Your letter of the 4th...I clearly felt the immense power that stands behind all your promises. They enveloped my heart and made solid that invisible bond that ties me to you. I felt assured in a way I've never known before.

Your artistry, your workmanship is so very beautiful. As a child I dreamed of being an artist, but was quickly discouraged. Everything I drew seemed so childish, so ... amateurish. Yet the desire was there, something deep inside wanted out, or so it felt, but I couldn't find it. So ... in time I went on to other things.

But I see now, my soul has been in a tremendous battle between an overpowering love of hiding and an obedience to your call, which draws me out, to which, in the end I always submitted to, willingly.

Your call is to fullness. You have awakening a trust in me to seek your guidance along the difficult paths of life. Your ways help me reach wholeness and provides meaning and direction for all my earthly labors. In fact, the most natural acts of life, my food, my sleep, my sorrows, my prayers and also the licit pleasures, always have a place of honor when you are in them, these simply united acts constitute a great deal of my life.

There is present in this woman, who believes, and is consecrated to you, a powerfully realization that the very real essence my life, is to become the your "bride" and "mother" of your children. You have create in me a desire seek the qualities of a virgin heart and to dedicate myself only to you.

I tell you James with all my heart "I love you steadfastly, you have worked miracles in me with all that you do and have suffered.

I love you deeply,

Elizabeth

More than just memories

My dear Elizabeth,

Do you know, it only seems like a few weeks ago since I wrote that letter and held it in my very hands. It's wonderful to know how it revived you and lifted your spirit. I still vividly remember the day you were born; I looked into your face and saw myself within your eyes. I knew even then you would be mine; though you would spend many years unaware how close I was to you. None the less, I had full confidence in Father's ability to bring you to me.

You know I have always loved you and meant for you to be mine. It's been by Father's grace and pleasure that He kindled the flame of your love and made you a living lamp burning with a bright shining light. The love we share is not a sensual pleasure that passes in the twinkling of an eye; our love is a friendship built on the confidence you have in me, a love.. charged with pure delights of the heart, a love.. energized with divine enchantments of the soul, these things do not perish and can never be destroyed.

With you Elizabeth I have never found any pretense that you brought these things on yourself, or did something to deserve them in your own strength. It came to you because you placed your total reliance on me. Father let me share the letter of the 4th with you because on your pilgrimage to me there will be more hills to climb...more seas to cross. But don't be fearful; in truth I tell you, you will do the same MIRACLES I have done, and even greater ones. Ask me to help you and I will; count on me when odds seem overwhelming and I will be there to provide you with the courage, motivation, determination and patient endurance to achieve your purpose. Your image will be a portrait of service , a true story of adventure, mystery, a moral and spiritual challenges, violence, martyrdom, suspense, excitement, romance and miracles..

Expect good things from me...

With tender ineffable af