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Joseph Pearce has written some very good books.
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Having come very close to death twice, my predominant memory has been fascination.
Outstanding report of a NDE.
I’ve had one of those shocks too and my mom sped down a 25 mph street at 50 getting me to the hospital. I couldn’t talk, could hardly breathe, all I could do was point to show her which direction to turn.
I was pregnant at the time and had false labor pains for two days from the meds they gave me.
A beautiful story, thanks for posting. I had a mystical experience but it was not a near death experience. I was sitting in church, waiting for my 18 year old sons funeral to start. I asked God to help me get through what was getting ready to happen. It was immediate and I felt hands, angel wings or something hold me like I was wrapped in a down comforter. For several weeks I was like Job in the Bible, mute and calm. Thank you Jesus.
Trauma, near death, others close to you near death, all being you closer to God. Even taking care of your pets as they grt old and start exhbiting signs they are going down the last road, you are made closer to Him.
I was in the back of an ambulance when I had a near death experience. My vision was super hi-def. The pain of the heart attack went away. I knew I was about to leave this life and I’ve never been more accepting of anything in my life. I had to accept it. I had no choice. And I guess that’s why there was no fear. In fact, I was excited about what I was about to see.
Then all of a sudden the pain returned and I gasped for air. I realized later that when you accept that death is inevitable, there is no reason to fear it. Maybe that’s why those people had the courage to jump from the WTC. They knew death was near and they were not afraid to meet it in their own way.
I now understand what the Apostle Paul meant when he said “Death, where is thy sting?” I learned that there is no pain in death. The pain is in living.
Great article. Thanks.
NDE testimony
Thank-you for this excellent posting. God Bless.
My father, who seemed to be a recovering atheist in retirement and his last years, needed proof of God and unfortunately I was not the right person to show him that proof.
His life experience with christians had not been good and had left a beastly mark on his opinions. Mine, too, in some places.
His "Houdini promised to come back from death and never did" spoke to the nature of our discussions and I regret that I didn't have an answer to satisfy his inner need.
After he passed, I discovered the many books and stories written and told by those who have "died" and came back with a story to tell us.
I read as many as my curiosity needed, but the ones that hit me the hardest were of those who didn't up go to the Light, but took the escalator down.
Each book was like a link in a chain and each read was like pulling up the anchor of my skepticism holding me to cynicism one link at a time.
My Descent Into Death: A Second Chance At Life really got to me and that book eventually lead me to Heaven is Real, But So Is Hell and on to a new chapter of understanding and belief.
I tend to believe that the vast majority of these stories are true as described and that they fulfill prophecy and serve His Purpose to awaken the dead and open eyes to His Glory.
I regret that I didn't know of this material before Dad passed, but I've since come to believe Dad found the Truth for himself.
Whether NDEs are true or merely a simple dream by an untethered consciousness I don't know, but these stories made God real for me and at a level my rational can't reach nor touch and take away.
^^^Praise God!!!^^^
Pearce is a very interesting man. He grew up in the UK, where he was uneducated and became a professional racist. Served time in prison for his racist activities. There his studies converted him reluctantly to Catholicism. Somehow he has managed to become an authority on Shakespeare, Lewis, and Tolkien. He teaches at the university level and has written several successful books, all without a college degree (so far as I have heard). An impressive mind.