I mean no disrespect to anyone when I say this, but there is no such thing as anyone being "clinically dead". That's like being a "Little bit pregnant". I mean, either you're dead or you aren't. Hindu Yogis have been able to place themselves into trance-like states that produce a simulation of death for all intents and purposes, but they aren't really dead. I mean, they can't be.
The only way to know if a person is really, truly dead is if they go through rigor mortis and then start to rot. And as far as I know, nobody but Jesus and Lazarus have done that and come back, and Jesus didn't report any bright lights, He reported the same thing He reported before He died.
But I had one of those out of body experiences that resulted in a heightened psychic ability and all that. I had a few grand mall (sp?0 seizures while going through the DTs while detoxing at home and I was accutely aware that I had stopped brething and my heart had stopped breathing. The next thing I knew, I was leaving my body and I was bathed in bright light and surrounded by an overwhelming presence that I knew to be love and forgiveness. I could suddenly feel my sin all over me. It was burning me and laid upon me like acid, and I felt filthy and ashamed and I knew I was deserving of death and hell and destruction and abandonment, but this presence kept coming closer to me and the closer it came, the filthier I felt and the more intolerable it became. The shame and guilt and despair of the sins I had committed were on me and they were unbearable and they stunk and burned. Finally, this presence was right in front of me, and I couldn't stand it anymore and I said "I can't take it anymore! I can't take it! I belong in Hell! Send me there! I deserve it!" But He considered me for a moment, ands His brightness was overwhelming and warm and enormous and finally He spoke, and His voice was soft, but it filled everything, and He said "But I LOVE you." And it was more than I could stand that this wonderful being who was so great and powerful and caring and loving and warm and sensitive and kind could Love me in all my filth! and I cried out in disbelief and denial "NO!" and I became aware on the physical level of taking a very deep breath, and my heart beginning to beat again, and though I was very weak and sick for a while, I regained my strength quickly and was soon baptised had gained the ability to "Know" things about people, and to "Read" objects and "heal" people in some instances. In one case, this ability to "read" objects lead to solving a murder that had been unsulved for a long time.
I think- It is my opinion that when we die, we go on to be with God if we have reconciled ourselves to Him, and go on to be alone, covered the knowledge of all of our selfishness for all time and cut off from everything but that if we have not. Not because God has kicked us out, but because we couldn't possibly accept a loving God's forgiveness.
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Thus endeth the lesson.
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