The End. Or Maybe Not.

washingtonpost. ^ | March 14, 2006 | Art Buchwald

[Richard Kimball]

Never had a near death experience, but I've gotten a couple of people back on CPR saves. Of course, I've also lost a bunch. Sometimes when we were working on someone, I knew when we'd lost them. It's a difficult thing to describe, but mostly it's like you're in a room with someone, and they're behind you, so you can't see them. They leave the room without making any noise, but somehow you know you're in the room by yourself.

What was your experience, if it's not too personal?

[philetus]

I dont know where we go after death but I feel theres more to come."

1 Corinthians

51Behold, I shew you a mystery; We shall not all sleep, but we shall all be changed,

52In a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trump: for the trumpet shall sound, and the dead shall be raised incorruptible, and we shall be changed.

53For this corruptible must put on incorruption, and this mortal must put on immortality.

54So when this corruptible shall have put on incorruption, and this mortal shall have put on immortality, then shall be brought to pass the saying that is written, Death is swallowed up in victory.

55O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory?

56The sting of death is sin; and the strength of sin is the law.

57But thanks be to God, which giveth us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.

58Therefore, my beloved brethren, be ye stedfast, unmoveable, always abounding in the work of the Lord, forasmuch as ye know that your labour is not in vain in the Lord.

[Emmet Fitzhume]

You cannot post that song without the photos to go with it! ;)

[txhurl]

It was a distraught prayer thing, not desperate circumstances (in retrospect, although it seemed desperate at the time).

I asked for help and was shown the Kingdom. All I can say is I asked for .. encouragement? And he showed me.

I always figured everybody knew this, it was common, guess it's not.

It's as real as the palm of your hand, and if you ask, really ask, you might be shown, too.

[Luke21]

I understand completely. My lungs collapsed when I was five. I went into a coma and suddenly was running as a little boy to the most wonderful, loving figure and he was beckoning to me with his arms. I was in the most beautiful, indescribable place of bliss.

Suddenly my legs ran in place and he was pushing backwards with his arms, rather than beckoning. I was again in my oxygen tent and looked into the face of one of the doctors who has been by my bed in a vigil. Our pastor had his arm around my father, who was in tremendous grief. My mother had been called and told to come to the hospital to say her last goodbyes. Instead, I lived.

I have known many people who peeked at the other side, just for a moment. But like me, their time was not yet.

[txhurl]

Did you always kinda assume everybody else had experienced this, in one way or another, too?

[peyton randolph]

Thanks for the pics!

[backhoe]

Missed it when proofreading the lyrics.

No need to apologize- back when I was Young & Foolish ( as opposed to Old & Foolish, now ) the Doors were favorite listening, and I missed that.

Here's a favorite from later years:

Time - Alan Parsons Project

Time, flowing like a river
Time, beckoning me
Who knows when we shall meet again
If ever
But time
Keeps flowing like a river
To the sea

Goodbye my love, Maybe for forever
Goodbye my love, The tide waits for me
Who knows when we shall meet again
If ever
But time
Keeps flowing like a river (on and on)
To the sea, to the sea

Till it's gone forever
Gone forever
Gone forevermore

Goodbye my friends, Maybe forever
Goodbye my friends, The stars wait for me
Who knows where we shall meet again
If ever
But time
Keeps flowing like a river (on and on)
To the sea, to the sea

Till it's gone forever
Gone forever
Gone forevermore

[Galveston Grl]

**What's beautiful about death is you can say anything you want to, as long as you don't lord it over others that you know something they don't.**

Yes, Terry's family did not enojoy being "lorded over" by that fruit cake death worshiping lawyer, her spookey husband who was living with another woman and the judge who killed their daughter. That is what being lorded over by Satan is.