“When You Die, This Is What You See” | Michael & Near-Death Experiences | Lee Strobel

My brother has been in the hospital on his deathbed for the past five months. He is a staunch atheist. I am a very devout practicing Catholic. He struggled with alcoholism for much of his life. For the past year, I prayed for him multiple times a day that God surrounds him with an army of angels because I do believe there was some demonic activity surrounding him. About a month ago when I went to see him at the hospital he told me he had a horrible nightmare, but then he also had a very beautiful dream. He said in the nightmare, there were demons that were attacking him. And when I asked him, what was the nice dream about, he said it really wasn’t anything except that he was just standing there and there was a multitude of angels surrounding him on every side. My heart melted inside me when I heard him say that. And I knew at that moment, my prayers had been heard, not just heard, but answered.

I lost my little sister suddenly in childbirth this last week. She had a medical condition that was life threatening when she was little, and clinically died once when she was 9. She was revived, and told my father at the time that she felt Jesus’ presence but did not see Him, and he told her that she would die young, but not yet. She got about one minute with my nephew and her husband to say “I love you” then faded, reached her arms up as though she was embracing someone, and passed. We just had the funeral today. This episode was timely for me. I miss her.

My grandfather taught me how to sing, I had a choir concert the night he died. During the final number i saw him in the audience smiling. He also looked so healthy even though he had been sick. After the concert i asked my mom where grandpa was, she said she didnt think he had come. Deciding i must have just seen somebody that looked like my grandpa we went home. Shortly after we got the call that he had passed away. I'm so touched that he came to see me sing ❤

I don’t care if I’m remembered on earth, all I want is my son and daughters names in the book of life. ❤

Not a near death experience, but a miracle that happened to me yesterday - I had cleaning people clean my brother’s house because he’s been in the hospital for the last five months. They threw out a lot of things they weren’t supposed to touch, including his girlfriend‘s ashes, who also happened to be my best friend. I hired contractors to come to take all the garbage. I only realized after they took all the trash bags that her ashes were gone. I was so distraught. Later that evening I got a call from one of the garbage men. They had a truck full of garbage from that day of collecting from different job sites ( about 300 contractor bags, full of garbage ). They were at the dump, throwing the bags into The dumpster. He said as he was about to throw one of the bags in a blue velvet box fell out of it and landed right next to his foot. Instead of picking it up and throwing it into the dumpster like he normally would, he actually opened the box. In it was a little enamel heart. He then flipped it over and unscrewed the little thing that was in the back of it. He saw a small bag of ashes inside and realized what it was. When he told me he had found the ashes, my heart nearly stopped! It was truly truly a miracle!

I bled out in 1991. I can tell you when you leave your body you don’t miss a beat. I looked down at my body and thought, I wonder what happened. I had zero attachment to my body. It was like I had taken off my body suit and it meant nothing to me. When I went back to my body my whole life changed. I have been on a mission.

When I was in the hospital, many years ago, after committing suicide, a black lady sat with me, patted my knee and didn’t say anything. She was the kindest lady. It was almost a year later that I went back to thank her, and the staff on that floor said there was never an employee on that floor that fit her description. She was so kind. I’ve always wondered if she was an angel to sit with me in my grief.

There was a testimony of a little girl from my church that drowned at a pool party. She said she was standing to the side with Jesus, watching at the paramedics were taking care of her before she was taken to the hospital and regained consciousness. She later would go back to the pool and was able to describe in detail where everyone was, where her mom was crying for her, who was around when the paramedics were caring for her. Praise God Jesus was with her and it was not her time!

When I was in High school, I suddenly woke up at 3 am. I had this overwhelming alarm I needed to pray for my high school pastor at my church. Well, went to church and found out at that time he had a heart attack. Thankfully he made it.

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