[Screaming_Gerbil]

There has been other stories of small children who survived near-death experiences or were close to dying seeing angels.

Why not monsters or demons?

I tend to believe the children's stories - apparently there's an "Age of Innocence" where small children are allowed to see things that older people can't.

No matter how much this happens, there is always going to be room for doubt for those who don't believe... At least on this side of the "veil"...

[Aquinasfan]

Why not monsters or demons?

That's a good question, and a reason why adult experiences should be treated with a reasonable degree of skepticism. After all, Lucifer can disguise himself as an angel of light.

Interestingly, I saw a "near death experience" program where a dying libertine had a "near hell experience." The man was a dying, dissolute college professor who experienced a feeling of falling into a dark pit and being continuously clawed at. He finally cried, "Jesus save me!"

He felt hands "pick him up" and the clawing dissipated. Eventually he regained consciousness.

I tend to believe his story because he is now an ordained minister.

[rwfromkansas]

Some people who have NDE's have seen demons.

I just can't take anyone seriously when they say there is nothing unexplained that happens in this world. Records are full of events, some of which truly are unexplainable.

Unfortunately, for those who believe science currently understands everything...there is nothing else for it to explain when we know more in the future...there is nothing that will get their thick heads to even have an open mind until their house is haunted or something like that.

[TMD]

My brother died unexpectedly when my son was about 2 1/2. One minute he was at my house and an our later he was dead. A couple of days later we were at my mother's house and my son went into the bedroom that my brother had always stayed in. When he came out he said "Someone's laughing in there" (my brother was a real cutup). My husband, mother, et al looked at each other and my son said "No really, someone's laughing in there!" He was very articulate and quite insistent about it. For the next year when my husband took my son to preschool, they drove by the spot where my brother had died. Each day at the exact moment they were driving by the spot, my son would start asking questions about Uncle Billy. We had never told him how or where Uncle Billy had died. It makes the hair stand up on my neck whenever I think about it.