The undiscovered country from whose bourne no traveler ever returns.
I was dead twice for about a half hour and life did not pass before me, but I did feel the presence of Jesus like never before.
"Everything probably just goes black."
Quite frankly, I do not want to revisit about 50% of my life in the last moments before I die!
NDE/OOBE Ping
I’m dying to find the answer to this.
“Why fear Death. It is the greatest adventure in life.” - Peter Pan
I think it was the Gospel of Barnabas that stated Jesus went to Hell when he died, before his ascent to Heaven.
I recently read a FB post of the daughter of a close friend. I didn’t realize she had been in a snow accident a year ago. Apparently she was life-flighted to the nearest hospital, and she coded on the way there. She said she could hear the EMT’s saying that they were losing her, and she tried to tell them that they weren’t losing her, that she was fighting and wasn’t ready to go. She was worried about her husband and kids, thinking that they might have been told awful news.
Once she got to the hospital, she was stable but in critical condition. They didn’t know if she would live or die. Then she was told later that as her husband entered the room (hours later) that all of her vitals improved. I don’t know how long it was before she became conscious again to the outside world, but in her mind, she was still there, and never left it, even though she coded while on the life flight. She has completely recovered from her injuries a full year later.
Life flashes before your eyes before death but it usually takes years to finish. It is called “life”.
I have a friend who while serving in the Air Force had to maintain vats of liquid oxygen near the runway, for some reason. One slow day, while he and his friends were bored, a frog hopped past them. He picked the frog up and dropped it into the liquid oxygen to see what would happen, but after a while they felt bad about what they had done and fished the frog out. As the sun warmed the frog on the tarmac it began to move about until finally it hopped away just as it had come. I often wonder how one should describe the state of the frog’s being while in the liquid oxygen. Was it dead; was it not dead but it’s life somehow suspended; was it still alive? It tempting to say that the frog wasn’t dead, but only had its life suspended, but that definition depends on the intent of my friend — will he remove the frog from the oxygen or not? In this case, one cannot know or make any absolute statement about whether the frog is dead or alive in the LOX without knowing the state of mind of the individual who may, or may not, revive him,.
Years ago, I heard of an African tribe that had a tradition of launching the heads of freshly decapitated bodies into the air. They would bend a sapling over and tie it down with a basket attached at the top. Right after the victim was axed, the head was put in the basket and the vine cut so the head was hurled high into the air. Perhaps a kind of euphoric final journey for the departed.
Makes you go, ‘Hmmmm...’
Some mornings I wake up or even during an afternoon nap, when I awaken sometimes it’s out of total nothingness, I have to wonder if that’s what it’s like when death overcones you. Total blank.
No dreams hardly shifted in bed, it’s kind of weird but I have gotten used to it, and don’t find it perplexing.
I had a cousin who went to bed at 51 and passed on. His covers were undisturbed. He was fortunate in that regard.
I haven’t had a near-death experience but I have been plucked from extenuating circumstances and have absolutely no recollection how I was immediately removed from dangerous circumstances. That has happened 4 times in my life. I wasn’t unscathed, but literally removed away from certain death. I figure it wasn’t my time. Perhaps angels, but I cannot comprehend why that would be, except grace, or continued presence to care for loved ones.
Age has a way of softening the fear of death. I continuously prepare for a death devoid of material struggles for my family as in having my affairs in order, decluttering etc... my father died suddenly but mother was taken care of and lived for another 25 years. Father was very honorable in his obligation to see things rightfully prioritized.
It’s all one can do.
wait, so DID the executioner show the head to the people?
would have *loved* to read that his head was shown and he remained conscious enough to say, “Be sure to drink your……” and then nothing….leaving generations to battle over what he meant. :)
This is why we call it Faith.
A man who is born once dies twice, a man born twice dies once.
These atheists groping around, trying to cope with the idea of death. So cute.