very nice story. I enjoyed reading it.
A Witness in the afterlife ... crossing over
by free2beme 12 Replies latest jw friends
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Mary
Thanks freetobeme......I believe in an afterlife and often wonder what a Witness' reaction is if they suddenly found themselves in the Afterlife.
Actually, a friend of mine wrote the following Near Death Experience he had 10 years ago. He was a Witness at the time:
Nov 4 1997 I drove into the back of one of these
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I was on a motor bike doing 60mph, the truck pulled over in front of me to avoid two other trucks which had braked sharply to avoid a motor way pile up that was developing. I braked hard but not hard enough and I ended up getting splattered on the back of the truck. I hit the solid metal wall and my bike went under the truck. The impact smashed my face and body up and killed me outright.
The last thing I remember was thinking "I'm not going to be able to stop" and then the Wall.
This is where it gets weird.....I was in this white light, imagine a room but without walls or a ceiling or a floor but still the feeling of a room. There was no recollection of what had just happened to me, I wasn't concerned about anything that had happened. I was just some place that was just light.
Have you ever walked into a party that’s in full swing, where everyone’s enjoying themselves and where everyone is having fun and is happy? Have you ever taken an ecstasy pill and felt that feeling of intense love and joy? Well imagine that and times it by a 1000. Imagine the most Joyful Loving moment of your life and times that by a 1000. That’s the feeling that hit me, this feeling of really intense love and joy and peace. It’s hard to describe but I was surrounded by PURE LOVE AND JOY and it was infectious.
My first thoughts were "where am I" and I was nervous, then I became aware of the presence of hundreds of "people" around me and that wave of love hit me. I could "feel" / sense the presence of other "people around me, everyone of them happy and joyful, everyone full of love, I couldn't see because of the bright light but i knew they were there and that they were concerned and caring for me. They loved me.
Then I suddenly became aware of the presence of my granddad standing to my side and a little behind me. You know if someone walks up behind you and stands there and you don’t notice them but you can feel them and if you tried you could probably guess who was behind you, well it was like that, I recognised his presence, I felt him standing there and I felt him reassuring me just by his being there. It was like him saying "hello, it’s all alright, everything’s going to be ok"
The next thing I knew was a the light was moving away from me at speed and a sensation of falling. If you have ever jumped up and down on a bed as a kid and deliberately landed on your back you'll know the feeling of falling away, watching the light fall away and then seeing the sky and then this Thump like i hit the ground.
The fireman that resuscitated me told me that my body violently spasmed just the once like someone has electrocuted me and that I started breathing again, he was just about to give up on me.
On coming around I was surrounded by this feeling of peace , joy and love but it only lasted about a minute and then the pain kicked in and I became aware of the people’s faces around me and the blood and I had this feeling of "noooooooo, i want to go back! dont leave me like this" I felt cheated, I felt like i had been invited to the best party in the world and had gone through a door and found myself outside with no way to get back into the party. I felt really alone and empty inside. I have never ever felt the level of love and joy that I felt there and once you feel it you miss it really bad.
It took me about 3 weeks to get over it, to get over the feeling of loss. Those three weeks I was living like a Zombie, I had no emotions at all, I'd sit there staring into space not talking to anyone, completely shattered inside because of what I had seen and felt then lost. People were wondering if i had brain damage because of my lack of emotional response and my general zombie like state. Those three weeks were REALLY hard, imagine being kicked out of heaven to live here! It took me nearly a year to recover from my injuries. When I met my girlfriend I was still in plaster, still broken inside.
There are three things I have taken away from that experience, one is that I am not afraid of dying anymore, two, I no longer grieve for people that die but for those left behind and three I don't believe in mediums that call up dead people. There was no concern for the living world where i was, it was a former thing that had passed away and the people there were so happy and content that they would never want to leave that to get in touch with this world. It just wouldn't happen. -
free2beme
Coming to terms with my feelings on death, took away the fear of death for me too. I feel sorry for the empty feeling I get from Witnesses, and their view on death is so negative an empty. Sad.