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What to Make of Near Death Experiences

Perhaps it goes without saying but a Near Death Experience (NDE) is when someone actually dies and comes back to talk about it informing us of something of the afterlife. I am intrigued and utterly fascinated by what these stories have to tell us.

neardeathexperienceI thought about what the death experience would be like yesterday as my family and I were walking to the park to see the fireworks. As far as I could tell, my heart stopped for a few moments and I got lightheaded and I fell to the ground while carrying my little girl Emma. After that, I told Catherine to pound on my chest if I fell unconscious again.

It was a reminder that life is fragile. Your heart stops. You have moments before you blank out and that’s it. I’m in God’s hands. I’m not much afraid. I’m not hardly even worried. In fact, I’m kind of excited to go.

We are all going to die eventually… maybe.

Of course now I realize that you don’t have to die to meet and experience Jesus or even learn something of the spiritual world or afterlife.

(WARNING: this post is long. And this is only part 1. BUT, I believe it is vitally important to consider what I bring up here as someone who has wrestled with what to make of the plethora of NDE accounts.)

How My Interest in NDE’s All Began:

This image released by Sony Pictures shows Greg Kinnear, left, and Connor Corum in a scene from

This image released by Sony Pictures shows Greg Kinnear, left, and Connor Corum in a scene from “Heaven Is For Real.” (AP Photo/Sony Pictures, Allen Fraser)

In early 2014 the bestselling book Heaven is for Real had been out and was coming to the theaters. It had piqued my interest along with a few random other stories I had encountered.

Prior to this I never was very interested in heaven. It seemed like everyones imaginations or depictions of heaven were extremely lame and disappointing. I just trusted that it would be better than I could imagine.

“No eye has seen, no ear has heard, and no mind has imagined what God has prepared for those who love him.” 1 Corinthians 2:9 NLT (Taken grossly out of context by the way! Read the following verses!)

It was just enough for me to know I’d go there. Now I know I will. This of course is based on the promises of Jesus and entirely on what he accomplished through the cross and resurrection. I doubted for many years that I would go however. I was still stuck in the performance mode, better-be-good-enough “Christianity”. Of course you can’t truly call that kind of thinking Christian at all.

What helped me overcome those doubts were two things. Jesus personally saying, “You’re going to be with me forever”, over and over again (because I needed him to). And a rapture dream in which I actually got to go!

Now this is not to say that I could not have arrived at these conclusions (that my destiny is heaven in spite of a failed life) without these mystical esoteric experiences, But as the saying goes:

“A man with an experience is never at the mercy of an argument.”

But then, unfortunately, experiences can deceive us can’t they? In fact most of us are deceived by our own experiences. The Bible tells us that believers are new creations destined to do the works of Christ and even greater things.

My experiences. Your experiences. They lie to us every day and must be questioned, challenged and changed if we are to walk in all that God might have for us.

Regarding Spiritual (Mystical) Experiences

But that isn’t to say that God doesn’t speak to us in dreams and visions and supernatural experiences. Of course he does. We should expect that.

I suppose my point is that you need something more weighty than an experience to form a foundation for truth.  Muhammad and Joseph Smith supposedly had an esoteric experience upon which they based their truth and have deceived countless millions. So why should NDE’s be any different?

Let’s be honest with ourselves. They aren’t.

But, that doesn’t mean that these experiences don’t have something to teach us or aren’t useful. You just have to weigh them against the standard for truth. This is what the Bible teaches us to do with prophecy.

“But examine everything carefully; hold fast to that which is good” 1 Thessalonians 5:21

Of course the standard for truth is this: ask yourself, how does it make you feel? If it makes you feel good it must be truth. Bad? Then it’s not true.

Easy enough, right? So, moving on… What’s that? That wasn’t a good enough answer for you? Yea, me neither.

Jesus Christ (The WORD) and his Word (the Bible) are the standard for Truth. How have I arrived at this conclusion? I’ve blogged about it and talked about it many times, but the essence of the proof is this: Jesus died and rose again. It is upon the evidence of his resurrection that I base my faith in the person of Jesus Christ and what he said about the reliability of the Holy Scriptures which he said can be trusted down to the tense of a single word.

Now some would challenge the whole notion that NDE’s are even worth exploring. That’s fine. You don’t have to! I might even advise you not to. This post is for those who already are interested and perhaps familiar with some NDE accounts.

I have researched hundreds of NDE accounts for the past year and a half. I’ve watched SO many videos and interviews and read many of the most popular books on the subject. This blog post is to begin to tell you what I have learned, pitfalls to avoid regarding exploring NDE’s, and to catalog the best of the best NDE testimonies for your benefit.

I would like to explain another aspect of what initially prompted my research. My grandfather and half-brother are dead. I don’t have any solid belief that either of them knew Jesus. My grandfather had said at one time, “If I can’t have a part of my own salvation I don’t want it.”

My half-brother died in a high speed car accident after drinking. I never knew him either and I didn’t know his relationship to God.

Fact is, we all know people who have passed on that we suspect are in the prisons of hell or being tormented by demons right now because they rejected their only Savior. Is there anything we could do for them? Is it appropriate to even try? Can we pray for them? Is there any hope for them?

This got me wondering about what the practice of baptism for the dead in Scripture meant, or what exactly happened when Jesus went to preach to the spirits in prison (hell) to rescue them or offer salvation and if he is still in the business of doing that. I wondered if it was a pointless fruitless exercise to pray for those who may be in hell. What I discovered in my research both startled and comforted and challenged me. I must say I have not come to any solid conclusions other than what the Bible clearly reveals. I have over the course of the last year and a half wrestled with ideas of purgatory or some version of hopeful universalism (that any or even all could potentially eventually escape from hell). But the tone of Scripture and Jesus words lead me away from settling on that however. Is there no opportunity for parole from hell?

There were a number of NDE cases where people did die and went to or were on their way to hell but then called on the name Jesus and were rescued from there.

Isn’t it amazing that even right now, in this moment, that God is SO good that when someone just whispers the faintest sincere, “Jesus save me”, that Jesus comes rushing to their rescue!

“Everyone who calls on the Name of the LORD will be saved.”

Scripture says in three places. Jesus (Yeshua) is the Name of the LORD (I AM). Yeshua literally means, “I AM Salvation”.

When describing His Name, I AM, to Moses He says, “I will have compassion on whom I will have compassion”.

He decides. I’m ok with that. Thankfully God is not willing that any should perish but that all should come to repentance. Sadly, that does not necessarily mean that all will, for love does not demand its own way. If someone wants to go to hell, I suppose love will let them. Just like in any loving relationship, a person will let the other leave if they want to. Love doesn’t lock them in a room and hold them captive against their will. I prayed that somehow there could be reconciliation for someone in hell. This is heart-wrenching to think about.

Wow, that was pleasant right? Don’t you have the warm fuzzies after considering the torments of hell?

The fact is anyone can be saved from the hell they are currently in right now by calling out to Jesus to be saved. My question, does this extend into the afterlife? Is it a hard and fast rule that the answer must be no? Why not?

While I have waffled a bit in my views between hopeful universalism vs. eternal conscious torment, we have to let the Bible speak for itself on the subject. I have discovered from reading a few books on the subject (and of course the Bible) that the Bible is not always definitive or black and white about this issue and that many Christians (and even those considered “church fathers” – which basically could mean that an influential Christian who lived a long time ago was deceived and skewed peoples theology till the end of time all because this knucklehead came before us and wrote something) believed in versions of hopeful universalism.

I’m not exactly sold on anything I have read or heard and I’m not willing to commit intellectual suicide and rule out that it could very well be ‘eternal conscious torment’. I just haven’t settled this bit of theology in my mind yet… and perhaps never will.

Consider for a moment the fact that I have a strong motivation to be deceived. My grandpa and brother may be there. I point that out because, in researching NDE’s, people will hear what they want to hear and tune out what they don’t want to hear.

People get deceived because they want to be.

There is a Youtube channel whose topic researches NDE’s among other things who blatantly disregards anyones experience of hell. (Like Wesley saying when asked about the ROUS’s, “Rodents of Unusual size? I don’t believe they exist”.)

I tell on myself because I want you to go to God’s Word on this and MORE than that, go to Jesus – the true ‘WORD’.


I have been researching this topic since January 2014 examining hundreds of cases. I haven’t shared much on this since that time and didn’t even log in to my facebook account for a couple months while doing this research. This is a sensitive topic for various reasons. I think most will find other people’s experiences of the afterlife or spirit world very threatening to their ideologies and theologies.

It is important while engaged in any endeavor such as this to be thoroughly rooted in your relationship with God and be solidly grounded in the Word of God. Just as those who can spot counterfeit money don’t study counterfeit money but become intimately familiar with the real thing, the same is true of the spiritual.

The enemy is the great counterfeiter. That’s all he can do and he already has flooded the market with counterfeits. The enemy takes what is God’s and will twist it corrupt it and sell you a lie. The lie may be so cleverly construed that it appears to be the truth.

Are you any match for the devil? Are you more clever than he? I guarantee you that if you are not intimately familiar with the LORD Jesus and with his Word, you will be deceived. Why? Because your ego craves to be deceived. Your pride wants to survive and God and truth are its greatest threat. This is why most people don’t actually read the Bible.

“Then we will no longer be immature like children. We won’t be tossed and blown about by every wind of new teaching. We will not be influenced when people try to trick us with lies so clever they sound like the truth.” (Ephesians 4:14 NLT <– see context to find out why).


What I discovered in my research startled me and opened up a whole new world for me. This is a world of spiritual warfare. The war is a war of ideas and beliefs. It’s a war of words and arguments just as the Scriptures say:

“We are human, but we don’t wage war as humans do. 4 We use God’s mighty weapons, not worldly weapons, to knock down the strongholds of human reasoning and to destroy false arguments. 5 We destroy every proud obstacle that keeps people from knowing God. We capture their rebellious thoughts and teach them to obey Christ. 6 And after you have become fully obedient, we will punish everyone who remains disobedient.” 2 Corinthians 3:3-6 NLT

There are nefarious forces at play here who will more often than not appear like the “good guys” or as angels of light or even as “God” himself.

“Even Satan disguises himself as an angel of light. So it is no wonder that his servants also disguise themselves as servants of righteousness. In the end they will get the punishment their wicked deeds deserve.” 2 Corinthians 11:14-15 NLT (may this not describe any who is reading this right now!)

So the devil masquerades as an angel of light. No doubt he is that brilliant light far outshining the sun and appearing as the “god” that some NDE’ers experience. Their experience may be the lie that keeps them and those who listen to them far from the true light of Jesus. They become missionaries for the enemy.

One lady told of having her spirit yanked out of her body and becoming a chew toy for a dark and powerful entity. The world is, because of the sin that we humans seem so keen on holding on to, currently the devils playground. Deception is his weapon of choice. He will certainly give pleasant and euphoric (some would say “heavenly”) experiences to deceive. He will say, “it doesn’t matter how you live and that there is no need to turn from your sins as Jesus would command. You’ll end up in glory anyhow no matter how you live. All roads lead to heaven.”

Jesus is ignored.

I am not a fear-monger. The last thing I want to do is instill fear in anyone. The devil feeds on our fear. Fear makes him and the kingdom of darkness grow stronger. His world is like the world of Monsters Inc. running on the fearful screams of children at night. He loves to have you afraid and better yet, in terror. But there is a proper place for fear… Fear God!

What does it mean to “Fear God”?

I love the apostle Paul’s wonderful and gloriously liberating position of not wanting to lord over anyones faith. I don’t want to do that! That being said, if you take on this kind of topic such as NDE’s there are dangers to be aware of.

I am not into controlling how or what you think. My typical advice to anyone on matters of spirituality is, do your research and decide for yourself… at the risk of your everlasting soul. Yes, there is a reason why the Bible says, “work out your own salvation with fear and trembling.” But even this Scripture was just taken out of context and has been explained that if you want to take your own salvation into your own hands, do so with fear and trembling. Your salvation is better left in the hands of the Savior.

As the lyrics to Amazing Grace say, “twas grace that taught my heart to fear and grace my fears relieved.”

Where are you in the process? Have you still never wrestled with the true nature of reality and so are naive or complacent? Do you now understand the true nature of reality and are in stark terror? I encourage you to keep going on in your journey. There is a Greater Reality still that will calm and forcefully drive out all fear. For “God is love… and His perfect love casts out all fear.” (1 John 4)

God, though he is perfect love, is no one to trifle with. You harden your heart a few times and he may take the liberty of hardening it for you and making you an object of his wrath to display his power as he did to Pharoah. It has happened to me and this is why I say with Paul, “Because we understand our fearful responsibility to the Lord, we work hard to persuade others.” The KJV phrasing sticks indelibly in my mind: “knowing therefore the terror of the Lord, we persuade men”.

Once you have known what it is to make the LORD your enemy and suffering the tragic horrors of “going it your way” you will never want to experience it ever again. My own testimony includes a seven-year stretch in which I was absolutely certain I was on my way to hell. I suffered this stark terror because I insisted on letting my ego rather than Jesus run my life and spirituality, and God, for a time, times and half a time times two, allowed me to.


Many would probably judge me for what I told you about what sparked this research into the afterlife and what I could learn from NDE’s to begin with. I was honestly searching for a loophole for my grandfather who rejected Jesus and my half-brother who died in a car crash likely not knowing Jesus.

It is hard to cope with the thought that they are most likely suffering in hell right now. I wanted to be deceived. I wanted to believe that they could eventually escape their fate, that it isn’t too late for them. That perhaps after a thousand years or perhaps a million years or even after an eternity that they would be rescued, restored, and redeemed. Why did they choose to reject their Savior?

I suppose that for those who want nothing to do with God, there is a place that has nothing to do with him. I don’t want a single soul to go there.

The Bottom Line

What it came down to for me with all the accounts of people experiencing heaven or hell and were permitted to return to tell about it was an issue of authority. (The hellish experiences are way underreported for obvious reasons. I mean, who wants to admit that they flunked life and were flushed down the toilet bowl of the universe?)

Who is your authority? Who gets to define reality for you? Do you define your own reality or are you submitting to God’s?

I share this video of David Platt’s talk about NDE’s because this is what most Christians who take the Word seriously would believe. David Platt, however, would have you believe that ALL NDE’s are figments of people’s imaginations, hallucinations, or demonic deceptions. Is he right?

But then in his talk he names four biblical people who experienced heaven and came back to tell us their stories: Isaiah, Ezekiel, Paul, and John. He says however that these weren’t trips to heaven but visions, even though the above mentioned prophets said they were heavenly visits. Paul specifically says it was so real he didn’t know if he was in his body or not.

He cites Proverbs 30:4, “Who has ascended into heaven and descended?”

And, “No one has ascended into heaven, but He who descended from heaven: the Son of Man.” John 3:13

There is a great deal more going on in these verses that I don’t have time to get into (or even understand) but does it categorically disqualify anyone from experiencing heaven and returning? No, it just means you are not going to accomplish it without Jesus who has and still does ascend the heavens and come down on perhaps a far more frequent basis then you or I can even fathom. There are multiple Scriptural accounts of Christ appearing after the ascension. Paul’s conversion is one of them. I’ve experienced encounters with Jesus. I’m sure many of you have as well.

Ok, so true experiences of heaven come about through and in and only because of Christ Jesus. He is truly the gatekeeper. No one gets in except through him.

“I AM the Way, the Truth and the Life. No one comes to the Father except through me.” John 14:6

So, any experience you hear about that denies or ignores Jesus and makes claims of experiencing heaven, I would be suspicious of. Remember, the devil is a great counterfeiter and he has flooded the market. Does this mean then that people who talk about “God” but not specifically Jesus are sharing false deceptive experiences? Perhaps not. Does this mean that everyone who talks of meeting Jesus really did and are conveying messages from him? Perhaps not. All of this requires great discernment… in fact a discernment that we, in and of ourselves, are completely incapable of (this actually applies to all of life as well). We need God’s Spirit residing in us to be that island of truth in an ocean of diarrhea (the enemies lies).

So here is my perspective: I do believe that many have in and through or because of Christ experienced heaven and come back to tell us of it. In fact I believe that 99.9% of experiencers are telling the absolute truth of what they experienced whatever it may be. But as I have said before, it doesn’t make it “true”. And also, as arrogant as this may sound, many are misinterpreting their own experiences. How could I have the nerve to say this??? Well, because there is a standard for truth remember? I have something to weigh what is being said and shared against… the Bible.

Also, I do believe that many have, because of their lack of Christ, experienced hell and come back to tell us of it. Or were given tours of hell as a Christian. Personally I am done watching videos or reading interviews about hell. I’d rather investigate the heavenly accounts. But at least being aware of the hell accounts might be advisable however and here is why:

It’s kind of like watching those People Are Awesome videos on Youtube. If that was all you saw and never once viewed the epic fail videos where people broke legs and such you might be inspired to go out and try some of the things they do that would land you in the hospital with perhaps an NDE of your own or worse, the morgue with no more chances at life.

My point in all that is to say, consider where your life and faith are at and where it will land you. Where will you end up? Where is your faith taking you? Is your faith in the right person? Is your truth grounded in Reality?

I know I’ve promised more than I should probably include in one blog. That’s it for now. Consider this the preamble. Leave a comment and let your voice be heard.

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Man’s Dream of Jesus and Heaven

For all of my life I have never had the slightest interest in learning about heaven until now. I just knew heaven was going to be good and my attitude was, “surprise me”. I am now fully aware that I am going to heaven… beyond a shadow of a doubt. And this is ALL because of Jesus. It wasn’t always this way. For seven years I was convinced I was going to hell and experiencing a hell on earth. I’ll tell that story some other time.

Salvation and redemption and an eternity of bliss with God is Jesus gift to me and I have received it. Heaven is my home. I didn’t want to cheapen the notion of heaven with my own vain and silly imaginations so I avoided books on heaven and the like and was content to simply know it is “paradise” as Jesus called it and that Isaiah said (Paul quoting him):

“No eye has seen, no ear has heard, and no mind has imagined what God has prepared for those who love him.” (1 Corinthians 2:9 NLT)

Of course you have probably heard of the book, “Heaven is for Real”, about the little boy who visits heaven as he died during an appendicitis operation. Which, by the way, is a movie coming out this year!

Trailer for this movie:

Lately though I can’t seem to get enough of heaven. It is marvelous! I’m reading amazing books about heaven. I am watching every legitimate Near Death Experience (NDE) testimony of heaven I can find.

I just happened to be doing a search for the heaven book I was reading yesterday (mentioned in previous blog) and trying to remember the title and author so I googled, “visit to heaven”. The first thing to pop up was a man’s dream of Jesus and heaven. I read it and was very moved especially as it related to the content of my previous blog post!

This person in the story below seemed to think that some big and global changing event was going to happen in the middle of this past year, 2013. I think his dream of heaven is legit. As for what he thought would happen in 2013, well, I think it is as Peter wrote, “God is patient, not willing that any should perish but that all should come to repentance.”

I believe that God continues to delay his coming as he is not anxious about bringing the hurt of what’s to come to so many who still refuse to know him or come to the light (or Christians who are living in darkness). We still have some time yet to repent and serve Jesus and bring more of his lost kids into the family of God and into his kingdom of love.

I have absolutely no doubt in my mind that the time is very short and Jesus is coming soon. What are you going to do about it? I suggest you walk in the light. Jesus will show you how as he has shown me. The following is a pretty spectacular dream someone had when they were 15.

(Source: – visit for another article that follows and some further adendums and thoughts by the author… or not.)

I was raised an atheist. Utterly godless. Not even agnostic. No gods.. fairies.. Santa’s or bunnies…Believed nothing at all. I saw all the trouble and confusion it caused and wanted nothing to do with it. I see Christians always fighting and debating and being hypocrites all the time. I see new agers not really having a clue what it is they actually believe in, and going in circles. I see all the other religions all banging their head on a wall but achieving nothing but headaches. I wanted no part in it and still don’t.

But I had a dream / vision when I was 15 that changed my life, but it was not until about a year ago it took effect, and according to the dream it will not be until after tomorrow (28 December 2012), when I turn 44, that it finds fulfilment.

I was 15…still a kid.. but wondering what it was all about, seeing as everything was so totally pointless and without a reason or a goal.

Being an atheist is the most pointless life one can live.. so empty of purpose or meaning.

And like all kids I needed purpose and meaning. So the dream./ vision…

It was September the 28th 1984….a day I will never forget, because its the day my life was taken right OUT of my hands, and I realised that none of us really have a choice…only a will directed by the one who makes the choices.

I remember so clearly.. sitting on my bed that night…looking out the window at the stars. Wondering why they were there.. what purpose they served.. if any at all. I remember asking the same thing of myself.. what was my purpose.. did I have a purpose…or was it all pointless.. an illusion.. meaningless and dead?

That night I lay down on my bed.. still wondering what it was all about… and I had a dream….or a vision.. not sure which but it was incredibly vivid.. I was there.. could feel.. hear.. smell….

Where was I?

(Keep in mind up UNTIL that point I had never even looked into a bible or any religious book.. so what I saw was not previously planted in there)

One moment I was on my bed.. in a half awake half sleep state.. a trance you might call it. That zone you are in where you are still aware but also.. not aware. I found myself about 200 meters in the air…an air that was NOT air as we know it. I looked around in shock…I was there.. this was no dream.. I panicked at first cause I thought I was dead.. and for all I know.. I was.

After adjusting to this “Shock” I was able to look around me.. where I was…and what I saw….Spreading around me in every direction to a horizon that just was not there.. was THE most incredible landscape I have ever seen. No majestic scene on earth comes close to this.. awesome.. the SCOPE of it… endless.. and solid and real.

Vast jungles.. parks.. majestic mighty mountains.. oceans the size of earth itself.. and lakes as big as oceans.

Waterfalls a hundred kilometres high.. mighty rivers packed with life.. crystal clear…the trees…small and great.. colourful.. detailed.. each one unique and some full of flowers of colours vivid and bright.. some full of fruit of weird shapes and hue.

ALL was alive.. in a life that was LIFE.. not just living things.. but LIVING beings.. they were not just alive.. they WERE life in its essence…each leaf.. blade of grass.. creature and fish.. bird and reptile.. were not JUST alive.. its like they WERE EMANATING life…

This mighty and majestic landscape went on and on.

What I thought were small hills in the distance, turned out to be mighty mountain ranges that make the Himalayas look like a badly thought up joke in comparison.

The waterfall immediately to my left upon arrival there…WOW…it was (I later found out) over 300 kilometres form where I floated.. and even at that distance it was so utterly magnificent…rising up and up.. above eye level.. like looking UP at a river.. It descended down the side of a “small” (compared to some of the other mountains there) 100 kilometres high cliff face…falling.. cascading.. majestic.. and throwing of rainbows in its mighty mist…

I could go on and on about the details.. but I am going to stick with the main part…and that is.. WHO was standing “Or floating” there beside me.. who until that moment I had not noticed..

I turned to my right…and…wow…there was this bloke…who I Immediately KNEW was The creator of all I saw. I didn’t know his name.. I just KNEW HE was responsible for it all..

He was about 6 foot…medium build.. strong.. yet supple.. he had an air of authority about him.. like a mighty fighter who could whip anyone but with ease.. and KNEW it.. but was humble and gentle and didn’t brag about it.

His hair was white…but not from age.. more of a symbol of purity kind of white. Like a judge would wear a white wig as a symbol. But this hair was no wig. It was his own.

He wore a sort of robe.. not ancient.. yet not modern. Like a royal robe of state. Across his chest from right shoulder to left hip was a red/purple sash about 6 inches wide, interwoven with gold threads.

The robe went to just above his ankles. He had sandals on. But not ancient looking. More of a modern look. But in looking there.. at his feet…I saw holes in them…Then with a shock.. I saw his hands.. they too had holes in them.. just at the ends of his wrists.. each hole about half an inch wide. There was no blood and the wounds were not festy or horrible. They.. were worn like a status symbol.. a mark.. more than an annoying wound. I had the urge to kneel.. but realised I didn’t have a body to kneel with.

So I just looked at him.. KNOWING he could read every thought…and knew my intent was to kneel if only I could have.

He knew.

He just smiled at me.. joy glittering in his eyes.. eyes.. so.. blue.. gold.. green…all colours.. fire.. eyes of fire.. like an opal of magnificent brilliance.

He seemed to radiate a real.. friendliness.. happiness.. total peace.. yet utter and mighty authority.

You felt at ease with him.. yet so humbled as well.

I finally said to him (Well.. I thought it)….”You are God?”

He said simply…”(I AM)”

I thought to myself “This cant be real.. there IS no “God”… I am imagining all this.. I MUST be…”He smiled even broader.. if that were possible.. like he was amused at my simple yet certain belief in nothing. It was not a snide enjoyment he was feeling.. it was more like you would smile at a toddler who said something cute.

He said, knowing my turmoil and thoughts, “Come.. let me show you your destiny” as we started moving through this “Air” that was not air…gliding off at about 60 k an hour it seemed. I was able to measure the speed we were moving, because we floated over a sort of highway with trees planted at regular intervals along it.

It was a twin highway.. divided in two by a river. The river was about 40 meters across.. clear as crystal.. pure and so inviting. I had the urge to go and swim in it for some reason…even though I didn’t actually have a solid body.

The highway was about 15 meters across on each side of the river. And spaced about 200 meters apart were bridges. There were people down there below us.. ordinary .. people.. some dressed in modern garb.. some in robes like togas.. some wearing nothing but light.. if that’s possible. All were people.. they looked to be about 25 or so.. healthy.. vibrant.. solid and real.

I saw children as well.. playing in the river.. laughing and jumping off the bridges into the water. Laughter.. lots of laughter and joy. It seemed to permeate this amazing place. Here and there among the people I saw beings.. LIKE people but different. Taller…powerful.. yet gentle. Talking to people.. walking with them.. some carried books and other things. They seems to be instructing.. and also being instructed. Like they were learning as well. ( These, as it turns out, were angels.. and NO.. they DID NOT have wings )

I saw benches.. tables.. set along the river under the trees. People and beings alike would sit and talk.. smiling.. laughing.. some in deep thought or conversation.. some being light-hearted, some being serious.. like they were contemplating some new revelation they had just stumbled upon.

In all it was a very busy.. yet very relaxed scene.

The trees themselves were amazing. Mighty branches.. spreading out in majestic awnings of life over the river and the benches below. I saw fruit in the trees.. gold.. green.. orange.. purple.. blue.. all sorts of colours. People were picking the fruit here and there and casually eating it.. like it was just the “Done” thing…and there were no scraps. There were no pips or skins left over.

People looked up at us as we passed overhead. They waved and smiled.. at BOTH of us.. yes.. I was very visible to them. I was not sure how to wave back.. because I had no body to wave with.

“Jesus” or “Yeshuah” or whatever you want to call him…waved back.. smiling.. laughing.. joyful and at peace with his creatures.

I looked out beyond.. to what was ahead of us. I saw fields. Stretching on and on and on.. I saw lights dotted here and there over these fields.

I asked “Jesus” “What are those lights? “He said.. “They are cities.. or towns. Dwellings and hubs of commerce.” “Commerce” I thought? Of what USE is commerce in this place?

He just looked at me and smiled.. and said “you will know in time.. see.. there is our destination” He said.. pointing directly to the end of the highway…

I looked.. way way ahead…seemed like thousands of k’s.. into the far distance…there was a bright light.. like a brilliant sunrise.. multi hued.. radiating colours beyond description…and the music…you could FEEL the music coming from it. It was everywhere.. yet I was not actually conscious of it till I concentrated on it. Harmony.. pure harmony.. rising from one stanza to the next.. to reach a crescendo.. only to fade out into the next phase.. ever building to a climax.. but never reaching it.. music without beat.. without end.. timeless.. eternal.. pure..

I was STUNNED…nothing on earth was anything like this music of colour blended with sound…had I had a body I would have exploded in sheer joy at just five seconds of exposure to this eternal symphony…I was surrounded by it from the moment I arrived.. but not until THIS moment had I actually put my focus on it..

I was hooked…

I said (Or thought) in stunned amazement…”WHAT is THAT?”

HE smiled and said simply.. “ the capital.. where my father dwells.. and where we are now going”

So on we went. He was talking to me the whole time.. but I was not really paying attention. I was utterly wrapped up with where we were heading.. trying to lose myself in the eternal song…I wanted to BE the song.. to join with it.

But try as I might I could not quite grasp the flow of it. It changed from one moment to the next.. always ascending into a new and unique stanza.. and just when I thought I “Had” it, and was about to hum along with it.. it would blend and change into something new.. and no two stanzas EVER repeated.. each was unique.. each a masterpiece.. each never to be heard again.. as ever new stanzas were created and blended into the whole.. always building.. always growing.. always new.. always.. utterly without description.

He kept speaking to me.. telling me of events to come in my life.. main points and turnings in my life ahead. I was half aware of what he was saying.. but he knew I was lost in the song.

And this was why he waited until I was lost in the song to tell me. Because everything he told me about my life ahead was forgotten on my conscious level.. like a half remembered dream. But as each event actually took place in my life, the memory would surface.. like a vivid Deja Vu.. and it would all be clear…and I would KNOW this event.. good or bad.. was ALL part of the plan.

We travelled for what seemed like days…or hours.. or minutes.. its hard to tell time in a place that has no time. He laid out my entire life before me.. from conception to birth, to the present (That moment when I was 15) to the very end.. which is only a few years away now ..going by the events and their sequence.

Tomorrow I turn 44.. (28 December 2012) THAT year is PIVOTAL for me (AND.. for the world as a whole).

As to why??.. well.. its something he said when we reached the capital. I will get to that soon.. because I want to describe the capital.. its AWESOME.. and one heck of a work of master building and insane architecture..(Insane as in AWESOME.. not crazy). As we drew closer the music did not get “Louder”.. it was at the same volume no matter where you were. But the light display that accompanied it grew ever more brilliant.

The colours would flow with the music.. each wave of scintillating fire.. colour fire…wove through the sounds as they emanated from the centre.. like and explosion of choreographed fireworks accompanying the music. The sounds were the colours.. and the colours were the source of the sound.

The centre.. where the brilliance emanated from, still seemed hundreds of kilometres away…still set on this impossible horizon that was not a horizon.. and at this point we reached the outskirts of the main capital.. and WOW….

I saw the first buildings. Modest really. Reasonably “Simple”.. compared with what I saw further in. But even these “Simple” structures put to shame anything on earth.

Take your basic hovel there for example…the LOWEST of the simple buildings…I focussed upon one in particular, just to burn into my memory what the LEAST of the creative powers of the master builder was capable of.. It was about the size of your average house here on earth.

It was constructed of pure elements.

There were no bricks or mortar.. no alloys or mixtures. Each part of that building was pure element. For example.. the windows.. framed with a rich ebony like substance, shot through with gold veins.

Each pane was.. what LOOKED like pure diamond.. or crystal. The walls of the house were like a sort of moonstone.. opaque.. yet solid. Light flowed in and through the walls themselves.. like a fibre optic cable in actual application.

The light was taken from all around and magnified throughout the house. The windows would break the light into amazing colours and decorate the interior with rainbows of fantastic hue.. then the walls would absorb and magnify the light, and sent it streaming outward.. to the house next to it.. and the process would repeat.. along each house.. all sharing this amazing visual display and amplifying it to its peak.. only to send it along again to the next dwelling.. and the next…

I was utterly flabbergasted…WHAT a design.. and the mind who thought up this amazing idea of optical brilliance must be unfathomable.

I looked at the creator there next to me…amazed at how brilliant he was.. that even the “Simplest” of his building designs were thousands of light years beyond the most brilliant minds of earth.

I saw Him with an ever increasing respect.. and awe.. He just looked at me and smiled again.. enjoying the moment.. like you would enjoy the look on your child’s face as he sees with awe something his father had spent time and effort on constructing JUST for you…a sort of pride of workmanship.. satisfaction in a job well done.

Yes.. he enjoyed making all these constructs.. he really enjoys creating things…and loves to challenge himself in each ones uniqueness from the next.. and each ones amazing simple complexity.

He IS an artist without compare.. and keep in mind.. this was just one of his “SIMPLE” designs…there was far more amazing things ahead as we headed towards the centre of the capital.. I took my focus then off this one house.. and noticed with awe.. again.. HOW the “Suburbs” were designed.

No two houses were the same.. each had it own unique design.. and yet.. each and every house.. some close to others.. some farther apart.. each one when seen from the air as we were…fit into a grander pattern.

Have you aver seen a fractal?…design and structure without end?

It was like that.

The suburbs were woven into an ever expanding pattern of extreme order.. and no two streets.. or houses.. were the same.. but all fit together into an amazing grand work of art. The very colours of the houses.. silver.. gold.. platinum.. marble of all hues.. ebony.. copper.. crystal.. diamond.. amethyst.. citrine.. even a sort of purple metal that I could not name.. all wove together to form an amazing tapestry of design.

Some single storey.. some double.. some triple.. and these were just the OUTTERMOST buildings…the “Simple” ones.. and the light flowing through each house.. from house to house.. flowed from the centre.. the storm of ordered colour and sound.. flowing throughout the houses.. in an ever changing spiral of amazing complexity.. lighting up the entire scene in a kaleidoscope of utter amazement.

I simply could not grasp it all…I looked at my creator again…with awe.. and he just enjoyed the moment.. he even pointed out some unique parts of the design.. like the way the river we had been following all this time was woven into the suburbs in vast spirals.. interwoven waterways…each house having a small part of this river flowing near or through or under it.. feeding the whole.

The main river flowed on ahead…surrounded by the most majestic landscaping I have ever seen.. parks.. fountains.. groves of trees planted in amazing patterns.. according to size and colour.. all woven around the river which was the main theme.. all flowed from the river.. and the river flowed from….. well.. the THRONE.

There.. in the distance.. rising above the houses.. was a building unlike all the others in size. But.. it was also.. easily recognised AS a throne. Hard to explain unless you actually see it. We travelled on and on…following the river…towards the centre.. where the light and sound had its source..

We began to rise up higher.. we reached about.. I would estimate.. about ten kilometres. He did this JUST so I could grasp SOME of the layout.. and even then from that height the city stretched out seemingly forever.. I could NOT see the edge of it.. we were close to the centre now.. only a few hundred kilometres away.

I looked down in awe.. yet again.. as I saw SOME of the overall design. It was indeed a fractal.. a very organic fractal. Spirals of ever increasing complexity.. colours of amazing hue and vibrance flowed majestically through each “Suburb”.. blending with the whole in an endless dance of incredible design and workmanship.

The river.. flowing ever straight towards the centre.. the tributaries woven into and through the “Suburbs” like a blue/silver lattice work.. woven INTO the grand design like threads of a complex embroidery.

And everywhere.. people.. LOTS of people.. and angels.. and millions of children. Running.. playing.. having an awesome time. No tears…no cries.. all happy and all having an absolute BLAST. The kids.. I tell you.. the kingdom of heaven IS theirs.. there are SO MANY of them there.

But considering there are 30 million abortions each year.. its not really surprising. I looked around.. I saw ahead a “Blank” spot in the series of majestic spirals and parklands. A field.. a circle.. of pure gold.. like a field of burnished glass.. like a bright citrine colour. It was about 200 kilometres across from edge to edge. It was transparent.. because I could see the river flowing UNDER it…from right under the structure in the centre.. the building that was ALSO a throne….and looked to be about two kilometres high. We began to descend towards it.

Gradually getting closer and closer.. the field was empty.. not a thing stirred on it.. not a bird flew over it.. like.. it was “Reserved” for something.. untouchable until the moment its use was ready. The creator and I settle down and down.. drifting closer and closer to the throne…and this is the weird part…AS we drew closer to the throne.. WE either became bigger.. OR.. the throne became smaller…not sure which.. The throne was white.. pure white shot through with veins of gold-like fire.

Solid.. eternal.. and yet.. it was also a structure.. a dwelling. I never did get an explanation for that except to realise that it was also an “Admin” building.. like a courthouse.. seat of parliament.. something like that.

We settled down right in front of it. I reached out to touch it.. and then realised I had no body.. as such. But I DID feel something…like a purity.. awesome power of utter authority.. like the place where ALL decisions are made and all cases ended.

This is where it got serious for me…There I “Stood”.. at the base of the throne.. KNOWING I had been there before.. like a massive.. MASSIVE Deja Vu hit me all at once. I RECOGNISED this sea of fire.. of golden glass.. I KNEW this throne.. I KNEW this entire field.. but WHERE..WHEN??…..

My creator looked at me.. like he was waiting for the realisation to hit me fully…he was not smiling at this moment.. he was rather serious.. like he WANTED me to remember.. the moment…of WHEN I had been there before…and was just patiently waiting for the memory to take shape…

Having realised I HAD been there before I said

“Lord creator. (I didn’t know how else to address him at that time). I know.. I know YOU..I KNOW you now.. I’ve seen you.. this place.. this throne.. this sea of fire/glass.. I HAVE been here.. with you.. but.. when?.. It does not seem like long ago.. and yet.. HOW?..”

He looked at me with a slight grin.. he kinda looked proud of me in a way and said “

“15 years ago earth time you sat with me on my lap, up there on that throne. You were an infant.. full of life and questions and curiosity. You were fresh from my mind.. created almost an instant before, brought into being on earth direct from my very spirit itself. You were born very premature. You did not want to stay at first so I brought you here to explain a few things and give you a choice. But first I sent you back telling you your time was not yet.. you had a destiny to fulfil and if you had stayed you would never see it take place. being an infant you did not understand, so back you came, rather stubbornly I might add. “

He continued.. despite my looks of.. confusion ???…

“So I explained patiently.. while bouncing you on my knee…the joy that awaited you.. and millions of others.. IF you went back and lived out your planned destiny. I told you that the reward for going back would be well worth it, and beyond imagination. You looked at me with baby blue eyes asking why.. eyes I fashioned to look similar to mine. I like blue.. its my favourite colour.. as it is yours” (Yes.. I love blue.. always have.. and there I found out why).

He went on to say…

“15 years ago earth time you didn’t want any part in that destiny.. you kept trying to leave your body.. small and frail as it was.. you wanted to be here with me.. your “Daddy” as you called me from the depths of your innocent infant spirit. How I loved it.. to hear you call me that. I am your “daddy”… I am everyone’s “Daddy” if only they would realise it.. and through your final decision to return and live your life… many millions WILL.”

I asked him.. rather dumbfounded “So.. I died as an infant.. willingly.. died.. JUST so I could be here with you?”

He said “Yes.. twice you actually succeeded.. and you tried many other times as well.. before you managed to stop your own heart by an act of your will. The first time I sent you right back after a brief explanation. The second time.. I KNEW you would come back because I was the one who created IN you the curiosity and pure stubbornness to GET a full explanation of the facts. You have an inquiring mind.. one I created FOR the purpose of your destiny.. you will find it very useful in the days ahead.. but also.. it will also be a hindrance at times.. but that’s why I gave you a mind like this.. to BE an “Overcomer”.

An “overcomer” I said?…WHAT is that?

He smiled broadly and motioned his hand out over the sea stretching out before us to the “horizon”…”See this field.. this sea of glass??.. in a few decades you, and millions of others will be here.. and yes.. your sister and daughters as well (Daughters.. I will have DAUGHTERS??) will all be here.. jumping and leaping for joy.. as the climax of all creation is made known to all.

I asked him…

“So I’ve been here.. and chose to go back once you explained WHY I had to go back. “?He said “Yes.. I was very proud of you.. you are a fighter.. you never give up.. although you do tend to be discouraged easily.. but you also get up again and again.. you never quit.. THAT is why I am proud of you. You fall and fail.. yet you try and try again. Its not how many time you fail I take note of.. its how many times you get up again and keep going.

THAT is character.. and character is all important and vital for what comes after your life on earth is complete.”

I looked at him and said “Huh”?..(rather stupidly I might add)

He just grinned and said “There is coming a time soon.. a few decades from now earth time…when all you have learnt.. and all you will learn will find its meaning. You think you will sit around being all happy here in this place doing nothing forever? NO.. you will have work to do.. places to oversee.. administration.. government.. all very busy.. and decisions will be needed.. from people with character.. people who have gone through the fires and beat them.. and.. people who are wise.. strong.. resilient.. steadfast.. in a word.. overcomers”

He went on to say “Now you know why you never knew me except as an infant. You know why…because in all the things you have gone through these last 15 years.. you grew character.. without the “Crutch” of religion….you fought on and on.. you overcame your weak frail body.. it grew strong.. you overcame the sicknesses that resulted from your premature birth… you overcame the anger and grief of your mother…you overcame the incessant teasing at school.. the bullying and the physical beatings.. just because you were “Different”…you saw through the lies on TV.. you never bought into the rubbish…the deceptions.. you kept on and on.. always asking.. looking.. reading and searching.. for deep down you KNEW there was more to this life than met the eye.. and deep down.. was the seed I had planted there when you and I had our little chat.. and now here you are today…and I am answering your question in full.. for know.. that all was not in vain.. life DOES have a purpose.. far greater than you can ever imagine.”

I stood there.. taking it all in.. it suddenly all made sense…all the trouble I had been in.. the hurt.. the pain.. the despair.. the victories.. again and again.. a cycle of defeats.. followed by victories.. and followed again by defeats.. and followed again by victories.

I was always alone.. never a friend…but I kept going.. I KNEW.. even though I actually “Believed” in nothing.. that I was WRONG somehow in that “belief”.. which.. after all.. was NOT a belief but an assumption.

He stood there…letting it all soak in.. it all fit together.. and explained a lot of what had happened in my childhood.. the early formative years of the basic character I would need in the next three decades.. as he was just about to warn me about… He said “Come with me.. up there..”

We both rose up to the throne.. and we sat on it together.. looking out over the sea of citrine yellow fire.. glowing in awesome majesty.. vacant.. for now…

(I was not actually “Sitting” as I was in spirit.. no body as such.. but you get the idea)

He pointed down to a spot near the front of the throne.. slightly to the right of it and said. “Know this for a fact…in less than 4 decades from now earth time.. YOU.. and your two daughters.. will be standing right there.. on that very spot.. you will be leaping and shouting victory.. joy.. gladness.. your arms around your young ones, who I will bless you with at the right time.. and there you will finally understand all that you are to go through in the next 35 years. Behind you.. surrounding you.. will be many many people.. who will only be there because of your words.. what you say.. and because of the moment you said them. No one will know you.. you will not be on a stage.. or on a movie or in a book. Just your words.. will spread out and impact many lives.

There.. standing there where I am pointing

(He raised his hand and pointed to the exact spot I will be standing in three decades or so from then)

I will acknowledge you to the others.. the ones who are there because you CHOSE to stay on and fight through.. I will let them all know your name.. and then you can spend the rest of the 1000 years meeting them all.. and sharing your testimony in person.. and hearing theirs. It will be an amazing time for you.. you will be utterly astounded at just who you reached with your words.. and their effects.

Nothing happens for nothing.

Your words.. born in the fires of agony and trials.. will touch many lives.. and also save many lives.. and the reason I tell you this now..

( He suddenly got all serious.. His smile of joy at the future memory of this event faded.. and the present came rushing back in.. and with.. a tear?…in his eye.. and a sadness I could only see the edge of..)

He continued…

“In the years ahead.. you will try to find me.. here.. there…you will look and search…you will try churches.. drugs.. alcohol.. parties.. friends.. all looking for me…trying to find WHERE I can be found on earth. You will forget most of what I have told you today UNTIL the day BEFORE it all comes to pass.. and your true destiny begins.. which will be in your 44th year ….”

( THAT is tomorrow.. I turn 44..and YES.. its only NOW.. the DAY BEFORE.. that I remember EVERY WORD he said to me that day so long ago.. until TODAY…I could only remember bits.. and the place itself.. NOT the warnings or the details)

He continued…

“…in the years ahead.. you will long to die.. you will experience such deep despair.. such grief.. so much pain. The fires will forge you.. stronger and stronger you will become with each forging. There will be three times you will attempt to take your life.. which I will prevent.. three times you will survive.. and get up and keep going.. again.. each step.. closer to the final product.”

“You will die to yourself.. you will die to this world.. you will eventually die out to the “Need” of human love.. finding it to be untrustworthy and fickle .You will know in the end.. only MY love is certain.. and only I can be counted upon.

And on that day.. you will walk as a lion.. fearless.. dead to the world.. trusting only in me.. and THAT.. is the reason I will let you wander.. to find out once and for all as Solomon once did.. that ALL.. apart FROM me.. is vanity.

And there.. lies real strength…and courage.. and wisdom…and with those three attributes forged INTO you by the fires of life itself.. you will march forth in your 44th year.. and devastate so many lies…so many half truths.. you will clear a pathway.. just with your words.. to truth.. to life.. and many will follow.. but NOT YOU…they will follow the TRUTH you have learnt so hard.

No one will EVER know who you are.. until that day.. the day I tell all, in front of the vast crowd.. your accomplishments. Both yours.. and many other warriors who will have done similar to you.

You will receive your reward then.. no sooner.

So.. go now.. back to earth…and I will be with you every step.. I will guide your every step.. and I will not let a single hair on your head be harmed.

There will be many attempts on your life by the evil one.. I will guard you.. see there?

( He pointed out across the field.. and there.. hovering above the field were two angels.. BIG ones..stern..strong..6 feet across at the shoulders.. at least 16 feet high…each dressed like a warrior.. with a ten foot long broadsword in a jewelled scabbard.. ready for anything)

These two have been with you since birth.. they are your protectors.. in the days of your destiny you will get to know them personally.. but until then they will remain hidden.. from you.. and from others.. but NOT from the forces of darkness…who will flee left and right at their very look.. thus no harm will ever come to you.. you must be kept alive at all costs.. even against your own attempts to end your life.. you cant even harm yourself.. much as you are going to want to.

(As it turns out.. I DID try to kill myself three times.. and each time.. it failed…overdose.. nothing.. just woke up a week later feeling great…drink myself to death?.. nup… I always passed out or vomited it all up..CAR accident?.. Head on crash at over 130 kph into a concrete pole which left the car a burning wreck?.. same.. was flung from the car as it burst into flame.. not a hair singed.. and not a scratch…that was my last attempt.. I gave up trying to kill myself after that.. no point.)

He then looked me right in the eye.. with his amazing eyes of multi hued blue fire and said..

“(My name)…in the years immediately following this conversation.. you will remember only parts of what I have said. Here and there I will allow a brief flash of remembrance. During dark times.. when you need it the most.

But for the most part your decisions.. and mistakes.. and outright rebellions, will be your own. But they too are a part of what you must learn. You will even get very angry at me in several years time.. when you fail to find me in any churches or doctrines or drugs or books or seminars. You will even curse the day you were born.. and your anger and grief will lead to some dreadful mistakes.. but those same mistakes will be the making of you.. your anger and your grief at not “Finding me” will in fact be what allows you to find me in the end.

A week before you turn 44 the final test will come.. your family will disown you and turn against you… and in that moment you will make a final decision (WHICH I did) which will enable the memory of all I have told you to re-surface one day before you turn 44..and when you do.. begin…for your 44th year is when everything you have ever learnt will come into play. The world will grow very dark.. people will be dying and losing hope.. BE that hope for them.. and tell them.. they DO have a “Daddy”.. that I am here FOR them.. and that nothing in their lives has happened for nothing either.. as I hold all events.. and every life.. well and truly in the palms of my hand. Now go.. and I will see you again here…in just under 4 decades your time, from now.

Then.. BANG… just like that.. I opened my eyes…and looked at the clock next to my bed…I was there for what seemed like hours.. or days.. but only about five minutes had passed.

And true to his word…I forgot almost everything he said…until today..

SO, What do you think of this persons dream? Leave a comment. Have you encountered any stories of people having a vision / dream or near death experience of heaven you’d like to share?

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