I was not a religious person. All of my adult life, I only had two prayers. The first, God when the time comes, give me a second chance; the second, please don’t take me until my children are grown. Never really believing, I said these prayers every once in a while, just in case. You know what I mean. Little did I know that both prayers would be answered on the same day, Easter Sunday, 1994.
I had one of those near death experiences that we’ve all heard so much about. They were coming to take me away. (ha-ha, ho-ho) I saw the light tunnel, while looking down at myself. The whole scenario; You know the bit. The twist, it was not pleasant, and I was definitely not going to Heaven. While I appeared to be sleeping peacefully, little did anyone know that there was a tug-of-war going on. I was desperately pleading for my life!!!
The night before, I was feeling rather cocky. I was lying in bed thinking, “Man, I’m really doing good. I have a wife of 23 years, a daughter graduating from college as a civil engineer in two weeks, another in the national honor society going into her final year at high school. I make an above average income, drive an expensive car, live in a nice home, money in the bank, yada yada. I don’t think any body can mess with me now.” As if all that wasn’t vain enough, I couldn’t stop there, I added, “Not even God.”
During the experience, I wasn’t cocky anymore! I was pleading and begging over and over, “God, please give me another chance; then I remember saying, “At least let me say goodbye.” Suddenly, I felt a sense of relief. A moment later, one demon conveyed to the other, “Come on, let’s go. He’s fighting too much, we can get people like him anytime.”
After recovering from my stroke, I was embarrassed to tell anyone for fear that they would think that I had “lost it”. I became totally obsessed with the Bible. I bought several versions of it on CD Rom and began looking up, reading and watching everything that I could relating to my experience.
For years I wondered if I was I actually going to hell or was it a “very vivid dream”? Finally, I swallowed my pride and began going to church to confide in preachers, telling them about my experience. Instead of compassion, counseling and guidance, I was ridiculed. Twice, I was actually asked to leave. I was always asked, “Why you? What makes you so special?” Only Jesus can arise from the dead. (Special? I never died!!! It feels more like a curse!)
Suddenly, my mind was flooded with memories of past experiences that led up to this event! I began to experience a sense of relief that I had never felt before. The bitterness and contempt just melted away. I actually wanted to live again! I understood that God does love me; and that I was given a second chance for a reason. My mission is simply to tell “You” this story. Within man, God has planted a devine seed. A seed of his self. (A seed of choice) Just like me, you need to make a choice (Satan owns the fence).
I believe that it was then and there that I was “saved”. It didn’t have to happen in a church on Sunday morning, in front of a preacher in a church full of people. It is a personal experience between me and God.
I am not special and have never claimed to be! I believe that we can all take up our cross and be modern day Disciples (Christian Soldiers) if we will take the time to listen and unconditionally do as we’re told. In fact, it seems strange to me that many of those that say “God has no beginning and no end, He can do miracles, and that He is with us always” seem to be the ones that have the most trouble grasping the concept that Christianity is not some out-dated, two-thousand year old, institutionalized religion. But that God is here and now. We ask for His guidance, then if we don’t like what we hear simply ignore Him because of fear of ridicule, rejection and pride.
I still have trouble understanding how people that tell me, “God must really like you,” “He must have a purpose,” and that, “He isn’t through with you yet;” but if I explain my experience they shun me, begin to treat me in a condescending
manner, and are embarrassed to be seen around me.
After reading this, can you imagine being my wife, child or friend? Now, try to imagine how difficult it must have been for the original twelve Disciples. He came to many of them in dreams too. What made them so special? Maybe it was their attitudes and choices in life that made the difference. We read about the twelve Disciples that “took up their cross and followed Him“, but could there possibly have been others that simply chose to write Him off as a “very vivid dream” that we will never hear about?
I have literally seen the light! Quite frankly, now I am terrified not to believe. Whenever in doubt, I just look in a mirror. I still enjoy life, only now my priorities have changed dramatically! I have absolutely nothing to gain by this; except
the next time I hope not to be begging, but to go peacefully knowing that I used my second chance wisely!!!
So many times we hear about others that lead sinful lives. Then, they have a near-death experience. Word spreads through in the media how exhilarating it was; creating the belief that you can get away with anything and still go to Heaven.
Please remember, that lucifer is the “angel of light” and the “father of lies”. He can be very convincing and deceiving. The “light” may not always be what it appears.
The single most important thing that was made crystal clear to me during my ordeal is that contrary to popular belief, “there will be a judgment day!” I truly believe that God wants me to remind you about that. Don’t worry about what others think. You and you alone will be held accountable in the end!
“Be a first rate version of yourself, not a second rate version of
someone else.” – Judy Garland
My choice is obvious – Now, it’s your turn!
It’s your choice!
(Don’t take too long, You may not be as lucky as I am!!!)
Jesus said, “If you are ashamed of me, I will be ashamed of you, before My Father.”
(Please refer this page to everyone that you care about. Let them be their own judge. This is a very personal matter; and eternity is at stake.)