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…but.

I’m at the Life Review.  (You’ll get your chance.)  In mere MOMENTS, every single act, and thought I EVER did and had was all around me, as if happening for the first time!  And yet, the entire thing happened so FAST, it was over before my brain could register it.  But I remembered it all!

As if that wasn’t strange enough, I saw things as if I was on the receiving end of things I had said and done.  To me it seemed like the effects were amplified somewhat.  It’s that or…some of the things I had said…cut to the bone?  Or were those “recipients” just (too) “sensative”?  …No, that was not the answer.

I would come to a place, in this…thought stealing review, that I would feel I needed to…defend my actions.  Over and over I would begin by saying, “yeah, but”…and that would be the end of the moment, moving on to the next.  After this had occured several times, I realized that my “yeah, but” “explanation” carried no weight.  It wasn’t that it was a “lie”, more like…you should have known better, AND WOULD HAVE, if truly coming from a place of love!

There it is…the “afterlife’s” standards for admission, and now you know, when your turn comes, that “but.” is always the end of the sentence.

 

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Trump Wins, and How We Know It

OK.  Maybe you’ve heard the one about a guy saying that the Iran hostages would be held 444 days, weeks after they were taken….it WAS 444 days.

Then there’s the one about a guy telling friends that he would die when he was 34, in the month of April or May, when he would have a child 3 1/2-5 years old (not 3, not 4, three and a half).  No, he didn’t die….but his only child was paralyzed…the operation planned in April, done in May, resulting in paralysis!  He was 34 years old.  She was one week away from 3 1/2!

This same fella claimed to have chosen correctly concerning every Presidential election for over 40 years, making every choice at least six months ahead.  He has had witnesses to proclamations, such as, Reagan and Clinton having second terms…both times it was before they were elected the first time!!  The same with Bush, only he came with a caveat….”we will regret it!”.

Today’s Proclamation……Trump will win the election.  It’s not much of a call at this point….the republicans are stepping up their evil ways, now, blocking a legitimate candidate for the Supreme Court, etc, etc, etc..  Nevermind the country’s business that NEEDS done.  THIS IS WHAT MADE TRUMP POSSIBLE!  IDIOTS! 

 

 

 

How to Make a Miracle

There once was a family of three.  One child is all there would be.  As one might imagine, this situation made that one child extra special, in the eyes of the parents.  Naturally.

The child was still a toddler when it was discovered that heart surgery would soon be needed.

To make a long (and agonizing) story short, the little legs on this darling would no longer function, afterward.

Doctors and nurses would come in every hour or two, checking blood pressure, giving medicine, poking, prodding…yes, the full treatment….hoping, and watching for any sign of return of function.  Hours go by, then days.  The first few hours would be their best hope.  If not hours, there is still hope for many days.

Days turn into weeks.  One week…still hope.  Two weeks, a little less hope.  After three weeks, they’re moving into “forget it land”.  You know the place.  It’s where even the “powers that be” agree to purchase a teeny tiny wheelchair for the three year old parapalegic.  The tiny, folding chair made it so weekends at home were finally possible.

Somehow, life must go on.  Sure, you might forget your name most of the time….but….  So it’s week three, week four, week five.  Who knows what day it is…..  Another weekend, and another trip home.

Packing up, getting ready for the hour long ride home.  Oh, visitors come, just as it is time to leave.  The mother strikes up a conversation, for a few minutes.  The father sits, in a daze…a fog….the twilight zone!  (After all, he IS the one that gave the go ahead.) Every waking (and otherwise) moment is spent trying to maximize the chances of recovery, in any way, to any degree possible.

Having thought, and planned, and investigated everything that anyone mentioned that might help, what is left?  Only…..a miracle.  Sure, like these people deserve a miracle!?  Uh huh…….  Well…what do they have to lose?

Dad begins to talk to God (a lot of people call it “praying”), silently.  Nothing happens, surprise!  With a clear mind, he continues to “speak”, and seek.  He feels the need to lay his hands on the affliction, though he is absolutely against “hocus pocus”.

Now attempting to…transmit…some of his strength to those legs, thoughts run wild!  Thoughts of, what will these people think, if they see what is going on over here.  Nobody does, so continue.  Why would this work??  This can’t work (now, here)”, he thinks.  Then it begins….why NOT now?  why NOT here?!  Why NOT for this innocent child?!  A wave of…….anything is possible….came over him.

Yes, why NOT.  Well…………………what if, with functioning legs, something worse ends up happening?  Who IS this guy who thinks he knows better than the Almighty, what is best for this child?!!  So he backs off his request, and asks for whatever it is that He (the Almighty) wants for this little life, fully knowing it may mean giving up a miracle.

Finally, someone notices dads hands on the legs.  “What are you doing?”.  “Nothing”.  They all leave.

One hour later, back home…..a fresh set of clothes will feel more “homey”.  WHAT’S THIS?!!  Toes move!!  Feet slightly move!!  They were checked minutes before leaving the hospital, an hour before!!  That’s ALL that happens, but still………….  After five weeks….checked continually, day and night, by professionals, and this one hour is when this happened???

Once again, yes, this was us/me, the dad.   And the debate begins.

The one thing that comes to mind, after YEARS of contemplation, as far as an “answer” goes is, “Your faith has healed you”.  Jesus wasn’t healing that person, they touched HIM, and were healed!  What He said makes me think…..

Then, there was Jesus telling  His followers, they would do things greater than He himself did!  What do these things mean?

I KNOW what I think it means……..   It appears that EVERYONE has this available.  How do we qualify for this power?  THAT I don’t know.

Don’t Forget Me………….

The same old woman who told me she, “went to bed 49 (years old) and woke up 60”, in later years, said, “Don’t forget me.”, which was understood to mean, after she passes from this life.  With only half a life lived, it seemed odd to hear someone older say such a thing.  She had always been such a strong, proper woman, and here was this…emotion.

How do you explain to someone that you couldn’t POSSIBLY forget them, and, having common beliefs, it should be only a temporary parting?  At that moment, it was obvious that, even folks “ready” for the end of this life, are….apprehensive, even scared!  That has got to be…….an annoyance.

What if…….something “bad” happens to someone else, and, even though a person IS willing to help, maybe they don’t help because of some perceived threat of the end of their existence. Yeah…it’s like this…how many people are willing to take a homeless person….for supper (much less home)?  One percent of us?  Less?  There must be so very many situations with similar “concerns”.

Thankfully, most death “survivors” have no such dilemma. These individuals tend to think more like, what is the worst that could happen?   ……………………..Staying down here until you’re 110 years old would seem to make sense, as the worst, from that perspective.

Don’t forget me.

To begin with….do you know….say….every job your father has ever held, EVER.  How about….how long your grandfather held the job he had when your (parent) was born?  OK, try this, your great-grandfathers’ middle name?  Presumably this means you won’t know HIS fathers’ middle name either, huh?  Most people won’t.  One more….name any five of the laborers who helped build the Egyptian pyramids.  The point?  We will all be forgotten, in this life, it’s just a matter of how long it takes.  So….it’s certainly not worth worrying about.

From a death survivors’ point of view, most of the “stuff” we do is a waste.  When it comes to…how do I say this….big…to-do’s, like, death processions, and talking, in public, extra nice about the deceased…..it’s a grand WASTE.  That person is SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO far away from here, AND, (whether they know it’s being done, or not) THEY DON’T CARE, one billionth of an iota…whatever that is.  Justice WILL happen, as they now have seen, and  life was just a wisp from a forgotten dream.  It wouldn’t be Heaven, if you’re watching what’s going on “down here”.  Right?  Am I right?

Don’t forget me?  Forget it!  We’ll meet again, in what seems to be mere moments.

Fate is Just Misunderstood

Is “fate” inescapable?

The paralysis of our child….all that had to be done was to say the word, “no”, and there would not have been paralysis….that day. Maybe the day of the rescheduled surgery it could be different…including death, instead?

In order for “fate” to be possible, there has to be a perception of certainty that an event WILL definitely happen. This doesn’t mean the type of fate where, say, a person is falling towards a pool, and they’re wondering if they will get wet. More like, they’re miles from the pool party, and they are positive that, if they go, they WILL fall into the pool. We’re talking “the future”, here. How can anyone presume to even possess a “fate”?

A sense of fate appears to come from a sense/occurrence we don’t/can’t have……according to who? What if it turns out that, space/time fluctuates and EVERYONE, participating in time, (who pays attention to such things) can “tune in”, on occasion, or whatever.

In the paralysis example, it never played out to the point where, having rescheduled, what then happened.  But I guarantee you, if I had kept a close enough watch, we would have never scheduled it for May, in my 34th year!  We already waited three years, to have a family, until I was only one year from having this “fate” be impossible.   ….nice try….  In this case, trying to avoid it, MADE it happen?!!

When it comes to the swimming pool example, skip going to the pool, and there’s no falling in. Or, go to the party, but nowhere near the pool. Of course then you run the risk of, the reason you saw this fate, falling down, only elsewhere….and the reason your attention was drawn to that fate in the first place was because there was great trauma in falling in the pool, then, realizing, if it had been elsewhere, it may have been worse…falling in was the good outcome?!!

All of this speculating is great fun, but the answer is………………….”fate” can be changed. “Fate” is what you get if you make all the decisions you would usually make (and, eventually, do). At ANY time in this process, you can say, “no”, and do ANYTHING else to change the “flow”.

As a death “process” survivor (yeah! DPS, not NDE!), it’s clear. The promise to tell “EVERYONE” (on the planet) what I saw……THAT could change things.

A foreseen future is not an inescapable “fate”. Change it. Walk away.  Sit, and never get up.  Get up and never sit.  Whatever it takes.

Who IS “Mr. Big”?

Let’s think about this a moment…………

Are all the people who don’t accept our deity going to eternal damnation?  Yes?  Really??  Is that because our religious leaders said so, or because…..those other peoples’ love somehow doesn’t count?!  Not bloody likely!

You know, even the followers of Jesus said he was the SON of God, not GOD.  Couldn’t the people now in Heaven be called SONS (and daughters!) of God.  They don’t all become sons of God the minute they step through the “pearly gates”.  They were already sons of God before they “died”!  That’s why they are now in Heaven.

So, who’s to say that, the persons’ whose teachings were the Light in our life, won’t meet us when life is over?  Not me!  With that said, WHO did I see?  Let me tell you something about HOW and WHO…….

The life review of every second of my life is over.  Suddenly, in a different…..area (a room, but not a room(?)), standing, looking at the floor.  “Why am I standing looking at the floor?”, I wonder.  Then it comes to me…..there’s a light that’s in front of me…it’s unbelievably bright!  Then it occurs to me, where I MUST be.  “This is just like the olden days, when people went before the king……….and, if I am where I think I am, this is the King of Kings!”  It’s  at this point that “every knee shall bow”, believe it!

Having been a relatively strong physical specimen, falling to my knees shouldn’t be possible.  Oh, it’s possible.  Fighting it all the way, eventually my head is sideways on the floor, because FACE to the floor was not low enough (!!).

Hey, this may be the only chance to see the face of the One in the light.  For one thing, the One WAS the Light!  “The face, the face, I’ve GOT TO SEE!!”  I used every single ounce of strength in me….the light did not hurt the eyes…the light was…. LOVE.  Explain that, eh!  Then the face came into view……….it was………………………………………………………………..Jesus!  Not like any picture from before, or since, but it was clear who He was.

I was shown the future,and I was not there.  The family was devastated….I had to go back.  No trip back down the tunnel (maybe a pit?), then, POOF, and back I am.

In addition, my understanding of “no religion is just right”, but, “most have the correct intent” leaves me thinking………… WHO WILL meet the rest of the world?  That is one answer not received….I know what I believe, but this I can’t testify to.

Thoughts Equal Actions

As unfair as it seems to be, in the dreaded life review it was discovered that, thoughts ARE EQUAL to actions!  Oh boy, now we’re in trouble!

How can that be “fair”?  We can’t even pin down where thoughts come from!!  Maybe not, but, man, is it a great indicator of what we really believe!  Because we want to survive in good stead after this life is over, we make the decision to “do good”, when we “can”.  (Is this the answer your boss at work wants to hear?  Then, why would it work in Heaven??)

Love is the key, once again.   Never mind that you’re trying to “earn” your way to a good afterlife…those “earnings” don’t even count, if done for “points”!  Was a certain decision made in order to score points with “Mr. Big”, or because you can minimize suffering?  Is it for points, or because that could be YOUR child, sister, or brother?  Next time it could be YOU suffering.

While the final decision is being made, as to where we “go” after death, it WOULD be us suffering, from a lack of love…….in our own thoughts AND actions.  Remember, the answer WE gave, is the answer we’ll GET.  Perfect justice, baby!

Is Life Just “a Test”?

Life is not test. For years it seemed like it was.  What the death experience showed was that we can’t “earn” our way to Heaven.

Like an investor who sees an opportunity that he missed, who says he would have done this, or would have done that, if he’d have been there……it needs to be SEEN what he would have done!  Are we choosing to be helpful and loving (simply because it’s the right thing to do), or do we fall short, doing things for show, or maybe “brownie points”?  After all, this is Heaven we’re talking about.  If the riff raff gets in, heaven ceases to be Heaven.

Everyone claims to love justice, but do they treat people justly? Everyone would like to think they love “love”, and are loving…….this life is where that can be shown to be true.

On the playground, the trouble-making kid thinks that all the playground monitors are focused on catching a trouble-maker. The rest of the kids know the monitors are there to keep kids safe, and aren’t there for the sole purpose of watching a, so-called, trouble-maker.  It’s all a matter of how you look at it.  Life is not a test. This is…….the opportunity of a lifetime.

Remember, it’s not that “God” is waiting for us to falter, so He can kick us when we’re down (forever).  Perfect and Simple justice would dictate that we get the opportunity to kick ourselves!