The souls moving about continued as they had. But then enters the primary character. A being different than any other thus far, totally different. At my bedside at about the location of my waist I awoke to see him standing there next to me. He was silent, never said a word. Somehow I knew if he called my name or just spoke to me I was out of here. It was over. My life was said and done.
This being was of typical height and stature with the body shape we know as humanoid. His skin color was jet black and face had a red area encompassing the eyes nose and mouth, a deep red. The rest of his head was black just like his torso. As best as I can describe the shape of the face was triangular with a small pointed triangular nose and small pointed ears on both sides of the top of the head. The mouth was typical to us.
I think it irrelevant to expound on the thoughts going through my mind as I regained consciousness several times and each time he remained at my side. Or how glad I was that he never called me forth.
The vision of him continued through most of the third night. Upon awaking the next morning my nurse informed me I had improved and was being moved out of CCU on to a Heart floor. I did feel a lot better and was no longer having the problem of sinking off into unconsciousness. And to add to my joy, they allowed me to eat again! Can you imagine how beautiful a clear liquid diet looks after three nights and two days of nothing to eat but ice! Hey, How filling is that? No really, they told me with internal organs shut down food would do me a lot of harm, my system could not handle it.
So, what do I think this vision was all about? I have two ex-wives. The circumstances of both divorces were, at the very least, somewhat troubling. I am one who has a difficult time letting go. My philosophy of marriage is by nature of permanence. I could not comprehend how someone could just stop loving you. As I look into the scriptures I see that Jesus has the same problem, peoples love growing cold for Him. That makes it a little easier to relate.
My bitterness for these ladies was hindering my love for Christ. His law tells us we must forgive others to fully know His forgiveness. To receive the complete scope of His love we are to forgive as He has forgiven us. Even knowing all that, I was stubborn and self-serving. It was not in my vocabulary to expel the hurt and turn it over to Him, The Master of all pain and rejection. Somehow I felt I was above that. As a matter of fact, here too, I felt I was above following the rules. I thought my case was special. How much more self-centered and narrow-minded could I be? Could I have been any worse?
My Father in Heaven taught me a lesson. I was knocking on heavens door and I feel He was letting me know, Hey you don’t enter My Realm with that kind of baggage! Loose It!
As you have probably guessed by now it is my firm belief the being was the Death Angel and I was very near to crossing over to the other side. How I praise God for not calling my soul to be required then. He gave me a