Heaven and Hell

I flipped through your web site and thought it very interesting, because like many who have had a NDE you often feel alone, or even crazy sometimes.

Mine happened when I was 23 (10 years ago), and I remember it like it happened yesterday. I shared a bedroom with my twin sister, and she and I had twin beds.

I was sleeping when all of a sudden, I felt my body sliding down this long slide. I started to become scared, and as I went deeper down, I saw poltergeists and such trying to catch me, they really didn’t have faces but where scary anyway. On the sides I saw burning flames, when I stopped I saw a huge TV with pictures flashing really fast with all these big destructive bad things, like abortion, earthquakes, volcanoes, wars with dead bodies everywhere, the Holocaust. Then I realized I was in a place I really didn’t want to be so I started praying for God to help me out of there.

Then all of a sudden my body was lifted up and I was in a gray tunnel, I was at a 45 degree angle and kept floating higher and higher. I didn’t feel scared anymore and felt at peace, felt weightless as I drifted towards a bright light. The closer I got to the light, the more peaceful I felt, then I heard young boys singing, like the Tabernacle Choir, and wind chimes. It was the most beautiful sound I ever heard in my life.

As I drew closer to the light, I came upon a Gold Gate, then a man in a white robe with a gold belt appeared, he reached his hand out to me and asked me if “I was ready?” I told him no, that I thought I was too young, had too much in life to do yet, then I literally dropped back into my body.

When I realized what happened, if it was a dream but yet seemed so real, I cried. I cried for Jesus and how he sacrificed himself so unselfishly for us, now I knew that the most important thing in life was LOVE, that it was the only thing that mattered.

I hope that this story adds some difference, in that I believe I went to Hell, then Heaven and not many people who have had a NDE claim to have done that.

A.G.T.

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