Love it. Surprised that I never heard it before. We were in church every Sunday. My mom and dad, while they did not wear the faith on their sleeve were faithful Christians.

I grew up around stories of how God blessed our family that were miracle like, and have experienced miracles worked on my own life, yes miracles is the only way to explain some of the things I have witnessed, and just because the world downplays miracles simply as longshot events that happen despite extreme odds, why should I deny what I know to be true.

I don't know if I have recounted any of this to you or not, so please excuse me if I have.

I actually forgot about something that happened to me back around 1976, and did not remember until I started reading Proof of Heaven by Eben Alexander.

I was in a head-on collision that left me in a coma for a while. When I awoke from my coma, I was 1000% certain that I had been in the presents of Jesus, and familiar angles, maybe my grandmother who herself was known for her almost legendary faith. The clarity of my mind on this was beyond question. It's been many years now so I can't exactly recall events, but I still I have an evanescent knowledge of the profound feeling of love and forgiveness I felt in his presents.

Because of this event I also saw my mom's unshakable faith at work.

She told me that when she first heard that I was in a terrible car accident, and her and my dad were advised to rush to the hospital with the understanding that I may not live long, that she almost fell apart. But when she arrived at the hospital, people were commenting "how can you be so composed and at piece, at this trying time?"

She told me that when she realized that she could not take the stress of me dying, she turned it over to God, said lord I can't handle this, so I put it in your hands, your will be done. And she told me that a piece beyond understanding fell upon her, and she knew without the slightest doubt that i would be okay. I have always wondered if it was my mothers trusting faith that lead to my being presents with Jesus and angles.

Love it. Surprised that I never heard it before. We were in church every Sunday. My mom and dad, while they did not wear the faith on their sleeve were faithful Christians.

I grew up around stories of how God blessed our family that were miracle like, and have experienced miracles worked on my own life, yes miracles is the only way to explain some of the things I have witnessed, and just because the world downplays miracles simply as longshot events that happen despite extreme odds, why should I deny what I know to be true.

I don't know if I have recounted any of this to you or not, so please excuse me if I have.

I actually forgot about something that happened to me back around 1976, and did not remember until I started reading Proof of Heaven by Eben Alexander.

I was in a head-on collision that left me in a coma for a while. When I awoke from my coma, I was 1000% certain that I had been in the presents of Jesus, and familiar angles, maybe my grandmother who herself was known for her almost legendary faith. The clarity of my mind on this was beyond question. It's been many years now so I can't exactly recall events, but I still I have an evanescent knowledge of the profound feeling of love and forgiveness I felt in his presents.

Because of this event I also saw my mom's unshakable faith at work.

She told me that when she first heard that I was in a terrible car accident, and her and my dad were advised to rush to the hospital with the understanding that I may not live long, that she almost fell apart. But when she arrived at the hospital, people were commenting "how can you be so composed and at piece, at this trying time?"

She told me that when she realized that she could not take the stress of me dying, she turned it over to God, said lord I can't handle this, so I put it in your hands, your will be done. And she told me that a piece beyond understanding fell upon her, and she knew without the slightest doubt that i would be okay. I have always wondered if it was my mothers trusting faith that lead to my being presents if Jesus and angles.