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Lori (Lori)
| | Posted on Wednesday, February 26, 2003 - 6:22 am: |     |
Add this text to the confusion:
Rev. 6:9- "...I saw under the altar the souls of those who had been slain because of the word of God and the testimony they had maintained. They called out in a loud voice, "How long, Sovereign Lord, holy and true, until you judge the inhabitants of the earth and avenge our blood? Then each of them was given a white robe and they were told to wait a little longer....."
So? They went to the presence of God. They were conscious. They spoke to the Lord. They asked about the judgment. They were given a white robe; but they had already been there for some period of time without this robe.
Re: Rev. 22:14: does this passage have to do with the New Jerusalem? If so, then the answer is simple: The New Jerusalem will not be created until after the tribulation. So, of course, no one that died and entered into the presence of the Lord would have been able to enter it because it did not exist yet.
At the moment, I wish that I had taken better notes when my minister taught the judgment seat of Christ. The notes I took are all scattered here and there written next to the texts they pertained to. So, I'm at somewhat of a loss to give you am outline that could possibly provide the missing link for you.
Your questions are good questions--just remember human logic will never find the answer to spiritual matters.
I realize I haven't addressed 2 Cor. 5:10. My time is limited today and I'll have to reply to that later as I will have to peruse my study notes in order to answer with references. |
Pheeki (Pheeki)
| | Posted on Wednesday, February 26, 2003 - 9:11 am: | |
Lydell, good texts. I looked them all up.
Here is my humble opinion on the matter.
I think before Jesus defeated sin and death people did sleep. Jesus now holds the keys to death- read Hebrews 2:14 and 15, it talks about freeing those who lived in fear all of their lives of death...and we now have nothing to fear.
Those who are still stuck in the OT (like the SDA and Messianics) refuse to fully turn their eyes on Jesus so they probably would not know that Jesus changed everything.
In the OT, death=sleep, and "the dead know nothing" is what they have set their minds on instead of realizing what Christ made possible by his death.
Have you ever noticed these peole value the OT so much more than the New. They want to keep the Old Covenant instead of the New, they want to keep the Law given to point us to Christ instead of Christ's Law. They want to believe the dead are asleep instead of with Christ! (Now that he has made that possible. Why wouldn't you believe Christ's own words about death instead of a verse in Ecclesiastes?) It's like they hold on to it for dear life! The dead know nothing! How could a group of people get so off track?
And then to say to those who think that the spirits of the dead in Christ are with him are opening themselves up to spirituality! That is a horrible thing to perpetuate.
It really is starting to get to me that so many place more importance on the words that pointed to Christ in the OT, than Christ's words or the words of those who knew Christ personally or who received their teaching from the risen Christ.
Everything changed when he conquered death and the Bible talks about the firstfruits that were reserected.
Help me out here. Doesn't it say in the Bible that men of old were seen walking in Jerusalem after Christ's resurrection? Or is this EGW? I still get confused.
Anyway, read the following texts:
1 Corinthians 15:20
But Christ has indeed been raised from the dead, the firstfruits of those who have fallen asleep.
1 Corinthians 15:23
But each in his own turn: Christ, the firstfruits; then, when he comes, those who belong to him.
Christ with the firstfruits...then the ones who are still alive when he comes.
Revelation 14:4
These are those who did not defile themselves with women, for they kept themselves pure. They follow the Lamb wherever he goes. They were purchased from among men and offered as firstfruits to God and the Lamb.
Couldn't these be the firstfruits he was speaking about in 1 Corinthians?
What do you all think? |
Colleentinker (Colleentinker)
| | Posted on Wednesday, February 26, 2003 - 12:57 pm: | |
The judgment seat of Christ is not the same thing as the Great White Throne judgment at the end of time before the creation of the new heavens and earth when all the wicked will be judged.
Christ-followers pass from death to life when they accept Jesus. The judgment seat of Christ is when Christ-followers are REWARDED for the works done in their bodies. Salvation is not a reward; it is a gift. Salvation is not about the deeds done in our bodies; it's about the deed done in Christ's body on the cross.
Rewards come in the kingdom. The lives we live for Jesus, the work which we allow Him to do in this world through us--those are what rewards are about. Rewards come after salvation. And those rewards don't come at death; they come after the resurrection. Being with Jesus when we die is not a reward; it's the natural result of our spirits going to God when we die if we are believers. It's the fulfillment of the promise that even death cannot separate us from God.
Praise Him!
Colleen |
Janice (Janice)
| | Posted on Wednesday, February 26, 2003 - 5:09 pm: | |
Jerry, You said it when you said it was "present tense". Now look up all the things that we have through Christ by what he DID which is "past tense." As one old preacher said once "it is a DONE DEAL." I certainly believe him when he says that we were made a new creature and the old things are "past" away. IT IS FINISHED!!!
Praise God,
Janice |
Lori (Lori)
| | Posted on Thursday, February 27, 2003 - 8:17 am: | |
Colleen, excellent!!! You have a real gift for conveying a concept!!
There are texts which elude to the rewards--they require a knowledge of the Roman armies decorations of war and to the competitive races of the time. One of these passages (related to sports competition)is the passage of "running the race". The Roman history of being eligible to run the race is enlightening and the rewards for the winner of the race are phenomenal. Some received high honors and others were only designated as members of the Roman army,etc... Will this not be so in heaven as well?
Because of this analogy in Scripture, I have come to believe that the song we sang so often in Sabbath school (I will wear a crown) may not represent everyone who goes to heaven. Some will arrive and their only reward will be the immortal body of salvation (they are in the army of God). Others will be highly decorated, they will have executed the spiritual way of life to varies degrees and will receive varies honors related to this.
One thing that is clear to me is: We are told that "nothing can separate us from the love of God, neither life nor death....." (Soul-sleep would remove us from the love of God--temporary but nonetheless it would still remove us from the love of God.) Now whether we go to the third heaven--the abode of God--or we go to some other heavenly realm upon our individual deaths (prior to Christs return)I do not know. But I do know with certainty that we are somewhere, conscious...
Even in OT, the existence of conscious after death seems to be noted.....even in unbelievers. See Isaiah 14:9-11...this passage is about Belshazzars death.
And, excellent point, Janice. There is an easy phrase I use in order to retain the understand of the work of the cross and what it means for believers. "Our present state" (security of salvation) "is the result of a past action". (Christ accepting the judgment of ALL sins on the cross). |
Freeatlast (Freeatlast)
| | Posted on Thursday, February 27, 2003 - 4:38 pm: | |
"Some will arrive and their only reward will be the immortal body of salvation (they are in the army of God). Others will be highly decorated, they will have executed the spiritual way of life to varies degrees and will receive varies honors related to this"
Lori, there is a text where Jesus refers to some people "escaping as if from a fire". Hank Hanegraaf likens this to people you see on the news running from a burning home possessing nothing but the burned clothes on their backs and their mortal lives. It is an apt analogy.
The great comfort for a sinner such as I is that, in the kingdom to come, the life will be an immortal one and the clothes on my back will be the very righteousness of Christ. Anything else He gives me beyond that point will be gravy! |
Freeatlast (Freeatlast)
| | Posted on Thursday, February 27, 2003 - 4:39 pm: | |
(Homer Simpson voice) "mmmmm... eternal gravy...AGGGHHHHH..."
That was for you, Sis! ;>) |
Skip
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| | Posted on Sunday, March 06, 2005 - 9:37 am: | |
Colleen Tinker Posted on Monday, August 12, 2002 - 5:04 pm: нн
"I agree. And Doug, what you have learned in Romans IS inconsistent with soul sleep. I have come to believe that the great underlying heresy of Adventist doctrine is not the Sabbath but soul sleep. The Adventist view of the Sabbath is a result, actually, of their misunderstanding of the nature of man."
Colleen I too have a problem with the Adventist view of Soul Sleep from the moment my mother died! I had "an event" take place when she flat-lined, that just blew my doors off their hinges and left me basking in the greatest feeling of Joy I'd even known!
She had had a stroke at home and had died and had a Near Death Experience before the EMG people got her. We didn't know that she had been "revived" and brought back to life. But at any rate she had spent a month at Washington Adventist Hospital, and was to go to a nursing home, her life long nightmare. The night before when I talked with her on the phone she was in pain and we didn't know what had gone wrong and she just said "Lord just take me." She had a blue band on her wrist to tell the staff that she wasn't to be put on any kind of life support at all. The month that she spent at the hospital, she would at times say things that we didn't understand because at the time I didn't know anything about Near Death Experiences.
She would say things like "It's like being in an elevator and not knowing where to get off" or "It's like being in a 'dark valley' or ditch" and yet otherwise she seemed "normal" except for these outbursts talking about a strange event she had gone through that we didn't understand. But at no time during that month did I think about Dr. Raymond Moody's book, Life After Life.
She was to be transfered to a nursing home the day I arrived. When I walked in a doctor was leaning over her as she was gasping for breath and he looked up at me and said "We're talking minutes here."
They told us to go to the waiting room to wait till they could hook up the EEG. While sitting in that small private waiting room with my two aunts, a strange thing began to happen. I'd just entered the twilight zone! FIRST, I FELT my mother at my left shoulder and tried to get my aunts to stop talking about her because she had just entered the room, and it wasn't nice to talk about people when they showed up! Yet, her body was down the hall in the hospital bed! That feeling of having her near my left ear, was overwhelming, and just then the nurse came in to tell us that we could go back to her room!
We went back to her room, and they had the EEG now hooked up to her and it was running as the needle jumped back and forth. I took a couple pills to calm myself down and told her that her granddaughter sends her love. I moved up to the top of the bed, while my one aunt was along the side of the bed, and the other aunt was at the foot of the bed. As the needle on the EEG slowed and came to a stop, we could WATCH the actual moment of death! But what I wasn't prepared for is what happened next!
About 3 or 4 seconds after the EEG stopped running I felt the most powerful feeling of JOY and LOVE I could imagine come down from above and drive it's way into my skull! It was as if my mom couldn't stand anymore love, and she was passing some of it on to me so I could help her carry the load of all that love and JOY. There is just no way to describe this feeling of JOY, pure love, and excitement as I could just feel her meeting her mother and father! The feeling of JOY was so powerful that I could remember seeing the book cover "LIFE AFTER LIFE" IN my mind's eye, so I went out and got a copy that night. We read it on the way back from her memorial service at Sligo Church, and for the first time the remarks she had made during the month she had spent in the hospital made sense. All the stuff she had said about a "dark valley" and other things she had tried to tell us, all made perfect since, once we read the book!
Since my mother's death, I've read many books on Near Death Experiences. I'd became a consumer of NDE books the first year after her death. Then I began to find people who had the same experience in our local town. One guy and his mother had both had NDE's on their way to the hospital from an accident they'd been involved in, and he even told how "while dead" he had talked with his mother because they could talk since they were "both dead."
These stories are everywhere, and those who are near a loved one when they die, often have what happened to me by her bedside when she passed over into LIFE! From then on I changed my view of death and haven't feared it since my mother died. What ever it is that waits for us "on the other side" is so fantastic that we have no words that can describe it like Paul said. He was so right because Saint Paul had a Near Death Experience himself. As some translations point out, in that passage where he said "14 years ago I knew a fellow who went up into the 3rd heaven" he was talking about HIMSELF! It must have been at the stoning that he went through where his body died, and he had his NED and was sent back because he had so much to do for God that wasn't done yet. God sent Paul back to finish writing the New Testament and now we've got his record of a Near Death Experience too!
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Belvalew
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| | Posted on Sunday, March 06, 2005 - 10:26 am: | |
Dear Skip,
Thank you for sharing that with us. My parents were both SDA's in good standing, but my father was more willing to be Berean when it came to his faith. That being said, he also liked a good joke, and when he had a joke played on him he always got a little half-sided grin on his face. He passed away from liver cancer. My mother and brother were called into the hospital at 3:00 a.m. shortly after Dad had passed, and nothing had been done with him except that the sheets had been straightened over his body. Both my mother and my brother mentioned the fact that he had that little enigmatic grin on his face, and that he looked years younger than he had only an hour or so before.
I'm convinced that at the moment of his death he got the joke that he'd been lied to about the state of the dead, and that he was being collected to go home with Jesus right then. I will always believe that was the origin of his little "gotcha" grin.
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| | Posted on Sunday, March 06, 2005 - 11:08 am: | |
Belva wrote: "He passed away from liver cancer. My mother and brother were called into the hospital at 3:00 a.m. shortly after Dad had passed, and nothing had been done with him except that the sheets had been straightened over his body. Both my mother and my brother mentioned the fact that he had that little enigmatic grin on his face, and that he looked years younger than he had only an hour or so before."
"I'm convinced that at the moment of his death he got the joke that he'd been lied to about the state of the dead, and that he was being collected to go home with Jesus right then. I will always believe that was the origin of his little "gotcha" grin."
Belva"
Belva:
It's a shame that someone from the family couldn't have been there when he passed. I feel strongly that if you are "there when it happens," that you are given just a little glimpse of what is going on that we don't know about in our daily lives. Whatever God has planed for us must be so fantastic that it filled him with joy just before he went which is why he had that grin on his face, and why he looked so much younger. No longer in pain and seeing just a few of the things that he would be enjoying from then on.
Skip |
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| | Posted on Sunday, March 06, 2005 - 3:48 pm: | |
My grandmother died in the 1950s. She had been a Christian most of her life, and SDA for probably 15 years. She lost her sight during her final illness. However, shortly before she died, she told her loved ones that she could see so many beautiful flowers. Then, just before she passed away, she told them to open the window shades and curtains. One of her daughters asked why. She said "Because in a few minutes, Jesus is coming for me, and I want to be able to see Him."
Evidently when she neared death, the truth of what she was experiencing cancelled out her SDA belief in "soul sleep!" |
Colleentinker
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| | Posted on Sunday, March 06, 2005 - 10:47 pm: | |
It makes me grin when I think how surprised my paternal grandmother must have been when she died. She was a staunch Adventist, but she was a sweet lady who became more and more loving and soft the older she got. She prayed for people and was actually quite a source of strength and joy to many people around her.
Whatever the details of what happens after we die may be, I'm convinced that when we are God's children and born from above, our essential identity goes to be with Jesus, and we are never outside His love. I can only imagine the surprise my grandmother experienced when she found herself with Jesus!
I don't believe, though, that we actually interact with the dead.
Colleen |
Belvalew
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| | Posted on Sunday, March 06, 2005 - 10:56 pm: | |
The stories we have shared here today remind me of some of the stories in Billy Graham's book about the state of the dead. I cannot remember the exact name of it just now, but you should be able to find it in any Christian bookstore. I highly recommend it. Jesus is faithful, even when we are confused about doctrine. I carry that little hint of heavenly visitation as a promise for what will await me in the future. (I'm still effected by my SDA conditioning--a moment ago I typed in "a promise for what may await...")
Belva |
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| | Posted on Monday, March 07, 2005 - 11:40 am: | |
I've heard some fascinating stories from people I know, but have experienced none personally. But the one that touched my heart the most was the death of a 3 year old boy. He had cancer and had loved wind chimes. Obviously because of his age, he didn't have a long life, but the whole family knew of his love for windchimes. However, as he was passing, his extended family sat on the back porch of their home waiting for the news. It was a quiet calm evening without any wind. But the wind chimes started moving and ringing, though there was still no wind. The family thought it was a "goodbye", letting them know he was free from pain now. It's hard to rob people of the signs they see as hope and peace beyond this body. I like the story, though it's hard to defend from a Biblical perspective. I don't know why Satan should be given credit for the peace and comfort that it was to the family....especially since his young mother died of cancer a couple of years later. That family endured more loss than most ever do, but they had hope in life beyond this one. What better way to talk to people about eternity. |
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| | Posted on Monday, March 07, 2005 - 2:36 pm: | |
Melissa, I can easily understand stories such as the one you told as God's way of reassuring the family. They don't have to include the departed as an active participant--although I can never say for sure what may be happening--but if a family is committed to Christ and they receive some sort of reassurance that comforts them about the loved one's death, I see no reason why God couldn't be communicating that their loved one is peaceful and safe with Him at last.
I don't want to say all "signs" at deaths are from God--I think God only knows our hearts, but to deny such things could happen is another way we limit God.
Colleen |
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| | Posted on Monday, March 07, 2005 - 7:45 pm: | |
Oh, I wasn't even suggesting that, Colleen. I personally have a hard time grasping such things, but when people find such comfort in them, I just hate to question them personally. It was nothing anyone posted that made me say that other than my own thoughts of hesitation. |
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| | Posted on Monday, March 07, 2005 - 11:30 pm: | |
I understand, Melissa. I agree.
Colleen |
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| | Posted on Tuesday, March 08, 2005 - 7:54 am: | |
This thread has my interest and allows me to appear insane or even heretical to some people perhaps. Nonetheless, it's a true story.
On December 5th, 1988, at 1:30am, I died.
At that time in my life, I believed in Jesus the Messiah or Christ as our God to come again and looked forward to His Coming with great expectation.
However I didn't know the Gospel of Him dying for our sins.
Hadn't been to Church nor a Synagogue in years, had never been baptized nor really read the Bible other than as a child and then it was the Torah. But for the most part, the parents taught the children as we were too young to understand the Torah or the rest of God's Word that comes in what's called the New Testament. I was raised primarily Jewish until age 9-10, when my father discovered what I now know as the Gospel. He made this discovery while dying of lung cancer and didn't have the time to explain Jesus dying for our sins or perhaps he did and I forgot or perhaps he thought it to complicated for this 9 year old to understand or perhaps he was so gravely ill and could barely tell me more about Jesus the Messiah to come.
He did tell me in great detail of all the beautiful things that Jesus the Messiah would make our world to be. My imagination went wild as a child and it still does, at age 48 this month, when thinking upon my fathers words to me almost 40 years ago and my own understanding of what the Bible tells us. This IS my entire hope in this life--His coming again. It is a daily obsession with me to think upon these things.
At the time of my death I lived on a mountain very far from a hospital. It so happened that my roommate woke up at that moment and found me on the sofa in the living room-- dead. She was a Doctor and called 911 then began CPR on me.
My last thought before dying as I knew I was dying was "I hope God will have this beautiful music in Heaven like what I'm hearing." It was harp music from my CD of a man named Andreas Vollenwieder.
Next thing; I find myself ceiling level inside the home but my body is on the living room floor and there are paramedics working on intubating me. My dog runs over to my body and my roommate takes him by his collar and puts him outside. She then picks up the three notes I inscribed and tosses two of them in the trash. Those notes are telling my family not to cry nor weep but that I'm going to be with God and my parents. One of the notes is telling my roommate the same thing with instructions on what lyrics I'd like read or sung at either my memorial, or my gravesite. The words are from two songs that Joan Baez sings called "Forever Young" and "Blessed Are." This last note, the one kept by that roommate is the note I have to this day.
I have no emotion watching this scene. Blood pours out of my nose onto the living room carpet and everything turns black.
Next thing; I'm in a yellowish white light, surrounded by this light. It's warm and There is complete peace. I have no thoughts like "am I dead?" or "am I floating or have a body?" or "is this Heaven?"--nothing. Complete contentment without a single question. It's a different dimension than this simple 3D world in which we live. Yet to my dismay I couldn't tell you what it is that is meant by that. It's "in-describable." It's beyond peaceful (which is another unable to describe thing).
It hadn't even occurred to me to look for anything nor anyone. Nor did I see anything other than this light all around me. It was total contentment and absolute peace beyond--far beyond description.
Yes, while typing this it is occurring to me that the only thing I can seem to say or talk about is that PEACE. Profound Peace doesn't even describe it.
Then a voice is speaking to me and I know it is God Himself. He says in such a lovable and soft way "You have to go back." I ask "why?" He just repeats the same words "You have to go back."
Then a womans voice is saying "Denise hun, you're going to feel hands underneath you. I believe you are able to hear me so don't be afraid but we need to weigh you."
I then feel hands underneath me and coldness on my back. Apparently this is after they have revived me from death and was in a comatose state. The first one of 5 such comatose states by the way.
Through many different voices I heard different things from time to time but because of being comatose, it hadn't occurred to me that I was in a coma nor in a hospital. No thoughts. But comprehension of what was said to me was still intact.
At one point I do remember freezing and trying to pull sheets or covers over me but my hands wouldn't move. Then another womans voice tells me that she knows I'm cold but that my temperature is 106 and they need to really get the temperature down. I do not question this in my mind nor wonder who is talking, nor does any thought come into my head as to my whereabouts. Just blank again.
I open my eyes at the end of this coma and find myself in ICU 21 days later. Hooked to a respirator that is breathing for me at a whole 3 breaths per minute! That was hell. Doctors and nurses rush to my side and I'm given instruction to blink once for yes and twice for no to their questions.
They are asking me questions like "Do you know where you are?" I blink once but am angry because I had just come from the most beautiful place that no imagination will ever think of and find myself back on this earth full of the vile and wickedness I so longed to leave!
As the Doctors are still trying to ask me questions, I'm busy trying to move my strapped down arms but can't. So I move my hand indicating that I'd like a writing pen and a piece of paper. They don't get it. It was like playing Sharades (sp?) with the Doctors and nurses.
They keep questioning me but my anger is such that I'm not paying any attention to them but instead trying to turn my head in the direction of my writing hand and find I cannot turn my head due to the respirator tube pulling my head left. So my hand is slapping the mattress and I can utter no sound whatsoever due to that blasted respirator!
FINALLY!! A nurse gets it! "Doctor, I don't think that her hand or arm is uncomfortable but I think she is wanting to write something."
BINGO!! The Doctor asks me if that is true. I blink once and squeeze my eyes shut to indicate a "YES!!!!"
So, they bring a pen or pencil and put it into my hand and tell me that the tablet is underneath so then a nurse guides my hand that is now gripping the pen, to the tablet. Remember, my head is turned so I cannot see my hand, nor tablet.
I wrote one word: "UNPLUG"
That was my experience in part. There are some things best left un-said as my gut is telling me so I'll not say more regarding my experience at death.
I do wish to convey this: I had never read a book on life after death nor saw any programs regarding such a thing. And the experience itself wouldn't leave my lips until 1994.
From this building in which I live there have been many who have died while I was present or holding them. Same with my family members at their deaths, my father included and his mother who raised me (I was holding her when she died also).
There is a reality beyond this 3D life we live and it presents itself in many ways. I've had the privilege to feel the joy that Skip is talking about above when someone takes their last breath. But also the very presence of the one who has just deceased in another room. This has happened so many times in my life, including my own death that there is no person on this earth that will ever convince me that we die and that's that.
At the same time, I wish to lead no one astray. So please read Scripture.
Now, I'm a born again Christian and have experienced that same presence of a loved one who has died in another room or once it was even another building. Whether I'm being decieved or not, I can only pray that this isn't the case. In my heart I'm not being decieved yet Scripture tells us that "Our hearts are deceitful above all things, who can know it?"
So, there are my experiences as a believer of God yet not knowing the Gospel in full and also my experiences many times over as a believer of the Gospel of Jesus Christ. That's all I can say. It is up to the reader to measure my experiences with Scripture and up to God Himself to be my Judge.
With love to all and especially to those of you who have experienced such things yet cannot explain them or have a hard time reconciling them with Scripture. Pray for me and I'll be praying for all in this thread.
These things are all such mysteries, aren't they?
In Jesus our Messiah.
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| | Posted on Tuesday, March 08, 2005 - 10:15 am: | |
Denise, WOW, thanks for your story. My reaction today is much different than it might have been a couple of years ago.
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| | Posted on Tuesday, March 08, 2005 - 6:19 pm: | |
Dear Richard,
Thank you for taking the time to read of my experiences. And as I've stated above, there is no way anyone will ever ever convince me that when we die, that's that. I'm looking forward to when God calls me home for good one day or His Great appearing to this earth.
One thing I neglected to add from my experience at death. Since that time in 1988, I have never again feared another human being. And when I lived in Sacramento in gang-land territory in the mid 90's, there was ample room to fear--yet there was none. Also, any phobias I did have were also gone from that day forward. Amazing coincidence? No.
To this day I'm convinced it's due to my experience. God is Great.
In Christ forever.
denise |
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