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I’ve shared this before, but I think it bears repeating.

I once had a patient who reported having two near death experiences. At the time of the first one she claims to have been a Christian and experienced the stereotypical light, warmth, feeling of peace.

When she had her second she had left Christianity for one of the cults that circles around the edge of the faith and felt torment and pain.

I also had a neighbor who was in the hospital for an extended period and went into cardiac arrest. He told me that he knows there is retribution (his word). When he shared his experience he trembled and was in tears. He would not listen to the Gospel as I shared because he told me his sin was too great to be forgiven.

I think there is something to all of this, but don’t spend too much time dwelling on it as Scripture is silent on the topic.

My sister relayed a near death experience story from a friend of hers: He was in the hospital and died on the table and came back. During the event he described walking on a beach and when looking into the water he noticed it was filthy. A creature with horns (devil-like) came out of the water and grabbed his leg trying to pull him in. He was able to get away but his foot entered the water during the fight.

After waking up his foot was paralyzed and still is to this day.

The process of leaving the world is certainly a twilight area.

I was with my mom while she was declining and off and on she’d tell me she was talking to an old friend. I reminded her that lady was gone... Mom said....’Oh, that’s right, she’s gone.’

It’s interesting the person mentioned the sense of ‘peace’. After my mother was gone, I dreamed of her a couple weeks later.

She looked like herself only all the color around her was like an old color photo where some of the color washed out. She was absolutely regal, like a queen and composed... and she was bathed ( I don’t know how else to put it except to say ‘bathed) in a aura of peace. It was tactile and absolutely beautiful. I wanted so much to know she was OK and I didn’t need to ask. I could see she was at peace and IN peace. While we talked and she never moved.

Her hands were under the lap blanket she always had on her favorite chair. She never reached for me or touched me... and when I leaned forward to kiss her, she didn’t move or encourage me. She just gave me a steady direct look while she faded in a sort of fog.

I will NEVER forget this dream.