Death My Heart Stopped And I Went To The Gates Of Heaven

[Changing4Best]

The ambulance guys brought me back, by giving me CPR. Thankfully they got there so quickly that they could bring me back.

At first I floated in darkness, but then I saw waves of light. I went toward the light waves and then Jesus took me to the gates of Heaven. There was golden yellow light there and then Jesus asked me if I wanted to go back or if I wanted to stay. I felt the strong urge to return to earth, so I did with His help.

My parents did not believe in the hereafter, but they did after I told them this. Both of them had been atheists or agnostics before I told them. Then they changed their minds and believed in Jesus before they died, especially my mother. She died only 3 weeks after I told her this, actually before the doctor's prediction that she would. She had mitro valve prolapse. Daddy survived about a year and a half after that. He lived in a nursing home when I told him. He was always a happy patient there, joking with the nurses and all. He'd sit next to the kitchen, so he could relate to them as they did their work. I lived far away from him, but I was able to visit him 3 times there and I called him every day.

He died at 88 and my mother at 86. Because of my vision of Heaven, I don't miss them as much as I might have, if I didn't know I will see them again. I remember the good times and look forward to more of them when I go there too. Every time I have a birthday, I know I am 1 year closer to being with them and my husband and children too. (I had miscarriages). I have hope instead of despair.

I hope this gives you hope too!

 

[nursenurse]

This is lovely. I was a palliative care nurse long before I started doing what I do now.

A couple of years ago I was involved treating a child who was having seizure, she would not stop in spite of our best efforts in less than ideal conditions. She was shipped out intubated. Ten days later, the child was at the clinic skipping through the halls. The travelling paediatric doc was there, she was for a follow up. I spoke with her auntie. There had been a religious ceremony at the local Catholic Church since the girl's return, which she attended. She pointed to a statue of Jesus, and had asked who that was. When asked why, she said she had seen Him when she had been sick (likely with us as she stopped breathing many times) and then named a bunch of relatives that she had seen with Him, and described them, who were already gone. Sent shivers down my spine.

I am bound by science when I do my job. But do not think for a minute that faith is not part of what I do.

I think too many people are afraid to admit they have faith, especially in public, like here in the forum. But I think it is important to remember that in the end, it can sometimes be all that we have, and can be just as important as pills and science and psychology in healing.

Glad you brought this up.

 

[Deleted member 19804]

That is beautiful, @SheilaKathy . Thank you for sharing this with us.

 

[Changing4Best]

@nursenurse thanks for sharing that story too, it is so precious. I pray for folks who are sick when I think of it. I pray more often now than I used to.

I was most grateful as well another time (not the time that the above happened), when I went in for stat surgery and asked my pastor to send a prayer request out to my whole church. He said he certainly would. The surgery went well and all turned out well too, I have healed very nicely from it. One thing that really floored me though, was that I had NO PAIN. Here I was with an incision from my belly button down to my pelvic area, and I had NO PAIN whatsoever! Not even a small bit. Then later, everyone kept telling me that the wound would itch, but it never did!!! I consider this a miracle of God too.

Then, when I came home, the ladies from the church brought me cooked meals, so that I could focus on healing and rest most of the time. They did this for about 2-3 weeks afterwards, until I was up and no longer needing any extra rest.

 

[Changing4Best]

@Snowwhite you are very welcome; the pleasure is all mine, especially when folks respond with stories of their own like the one above!

 

[Upside Down Eagle]

Beautiful vision. I am not a Christian, but I do believe in a God as a radiant vibration, as Love.
Isn't it weird how horrible experiences in life can turn out to be god-sent? :)

Thanks for sharing.

 

[The Albatross]

A very brave share/witness Shelia. Very glad your experience influenced your parents and that it brought you peace.

The closest I ever got was sitting up near the ceiling in a corner of the room and watching the medical staff work on me. My heart though did not stop, I was still attached to my body. I have though stopped breathing/ experienced respiratory distress during procedures twice.

 

[Changing4Best]

@Radise Our Bible says "God is love" and so what you say sure rings a bell within me. God is good to us. I stopped using the word "Christian" because of the way some folks interpret the word, but I am a "disciple" or a follower of Jesus. I believe in the Bible and all that is says, I do attend a church even, but the word "Christian" has so many bad connotations today that it is difficult to know how it is used by anyone who uses it. Therefore, I say I am a follower of Jesus instead now. I think that is better understood, because Jesus loved people, He cared and He healed folks. He is forgiving too.

 

[Changing4Best]

@The Albatross Thanks. Your experience is wonderful too, even though you had distress.

 

[Toria]

Thank you Sheila - that has made me smile. I lost my dad in June - he was my everything.

On the way to the funeral my mum told me that she was saying her prayers in bed (I had no idea she did that) and suddenly there was a bright white light in the corner of the room. She said she blinked several times but that it stayed. She said she felt as if she was at the entrance to a tunnel and she knew that my dad was at the end of it.

She never said whether she saw him or not, but she did say she wondered if it was an invitation to follow him.

 

[Changing4Best]

Thanks for sharing that, @Toria. I know sometimes we'd like to join our spouses when they leave, and some couples do go within months of one another or even sooner, but other times the one left behind finds a new life for him or herself and carries on for the both of them as best as possible. I've done the latter, though I do surely miss my husband.