On May 25th 1971, I died for about 20 minutes. I was in considerable pain, & it was just like someone had taken hold of a bedsheet at the top, & slowly pulled it up over my face & completely off my body. Suddenly, I was watching the nurses & doctors from above, as they worked to bring me back to life. I thought that it was of no use, I wasn't in that body any more. I turned my back on the hospital room & looked upward. Spread out before me was a flat oval plain that looked like a highly polished piece of wood, with 3 steps leading up to it. On either side of the steps were beautiful flowers. As I stepped up to the last step, all I could see was a reflection in the shiny surface. There was so much sunlight that all I could see was His reflection. It was Jesus, or God. Everything else was hidden by snowy white clouds. I heard his voice telling me I was ready to go, but I had a choice. I could either go to HEAVEN or go back to my life on earth. I glanced back towards the hospital room & there, instead, was my husband holding our newborn son in one arm & holding onto our daughter's hand. They all said, "Don't go". I said, "I can't leave Gene to raise our children by himself". "So be it", He said & I instantly was back in my body. I groaned as the pain hit me once again! The nurses almost fainted, as they had already called the time of death!!! I had every nurse & doctor for 2 days stopping by my room to talk to me about my "death". So all I can say is, "Be good & praise God, thanking him for everything you have while here on earth."
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