As I have mourned my grandfather this week, I have been reflecting a little more than normal on death. The Bible repeatedly describes the body as a tent. I remember camping as a kid and imagining all the ghouls and goblins on the dark outside of my tent. One night my parent came up to the tent from the outside, and I could not really perceive that they were there until they unzipped the door. I wonder how analogous this is to the human experience of death? Certainly we cannot see much of the other side. Yet it is also an undeniable aspect of humanity that we occasionally glimpse something that alludes to more that lies beyond. We have devoted much literature to fantasy and speculation on this 'beyond.' Even Biblical accounts are difficult to envision. But if we stick to the tent metaphor, the 'beyond' is more vast and spectacular than the mortal.
Recently I was talking with a lady that suffered a major aneurism and encountered death. She had a supernatural experience during her event, possibly glimpsing something of the beyond. What she experienced she described as overwhelming, saturating love. And she saw Jesus. It was a tremendously cool story.
Reminded me of this:
Recently I was talking with a lady that suffered a major aneurism and encountered death. She had a supernatural experience during her event, possibly glimpsing something of the beyond. What she experienced she described as overwhelming, saturating love. And she saw Jesus. It was a tremendously cool story.
Reminded me of this: