The older I get, the more I find myself contemplating things. Life, people, the whys and whats of living and finding purpose. As years drip away, it seems easier to leave material things behind because I know I don’t need it where I am going in the future. I have been reading a few books lately about Near Death Experiences (NDE) because I find them a wunder. A miracle that such traumatically hurt people awaken and recovery quickly and bring with them such common stories from young to old NDErs.
I have always had lots of doubts because I want to understand things, how things could possibly work. The human body is a wunder as well, and we still don’t know all of the ways the brain and neurological system heals itself. Just because I don’t think there is a way to know it all and that is how it is suppose to be, does not mean I don’t want to seek those answers. God makes us seekers of truth and knowledge, his inquisitive children. We are never really satisfied in our life on earth and always looking for satisfaction in some way. Probably because we are wired to seek something in Heaven and we are looking for it on Earth. What has kept me up nights is a fear of losing myself and all I know, my family, my friends, my memories, who I was when I leave this world. Reading this book has given me a sense of peace with that annoying worry and driven it away.
I feel assured and more confident that my life force will pass into a different dimension of Heaven some day where there is no fear, no pain, no time, and all the people I love will be there enjoying the same spiritual dimension. I will not be the same in body, but my thoughts, my true self will evolve into a full meaning and full complete self when my spirit is set free from the limitations of my body.
I find solace in the fact that NDEers have come back to say that they immediately knew answers to anything they wanted in Heaven and felt fully aware of a full communication with a loving God and reunion with all loved ones who were happy and present. They were told all answers would come to them after their second return since they were being sent back. Most did not want to go from that wonderful place of peace and happiness. However, they knew they had to return to share what they found and who they met.
In this Easter Season, even as a doubter, let’s agree that it is a year of birth and death.
The cold and rot of winter is breaking to allow a rich fertile harvest to begin. Allow some seeds to be sown of new beginnings. If you are not a Christian, know you are loved and welcome to share in the grace of God at any time you accept.
For me, I am just a story waiting to be told.
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