it is my earliest memory - and i never spoke of it to anyone except my wife, well before Ive become a Christian. I didnt understand it until my mother explained my birth when I was a teen. I apparently strangled on the cord and was purple and essentially dead when I was delivered. I experienced nothing more than a figure I would later understand as Christ telling me "it's not your time".
I have an older freind that actually argued with the emt's for repeatedly bringing him back from a heart attack. He explained a serene peace.
could be nothing more than neurons firing, or endorphines being released....but its always reminded me that Christ is with me
Im a pastor today
I did. When I "came back into my body", I knew it was because it wasn't my time yet. And even though I was busted up pretty bad, still pinned in the car, I felt strangely peaceful, relaxed. My wife says I was dead for about 4 minutes. She said she was yelling at me to wake up, slapping me in the face- (All she could do because I was pinned in the car) no response. I don't remember any of that, just slipping back into my body.
I can't comment on any light because the car ended up in a deep ditch full of snow, so it was light all around me when I regained conciousness. Then the sound started to come back. My car horn was stuck on, and it stayed that way until the battery died with was only a couple more minutes.
My hip and pelvis was broken, along with some ribs and a puntured lung, 3 vertebrae in my back, collar bone, and internal bruising.
I hurt for a long time after that, but strangely, not at all at the scene.
That strange peaceful feeling however, it is something you just can't explain away or forget. It's really overpowering.