In Loving Memory of Mom...: 90 Minutes in Heaven...

Friday, September 5, 2008

90 Minutes in Heaven...

90 Minutes in Heaven by Don Piper





A truck crashed into his car and he died for 90 minutes. When the doctors revived him, He knew he had visited heaven.





Excerpt from the book by Don Piper:"When I died, I didn't flow through a long, dark tunnel. I had no sense of fading away or coming back. I never felt my body being transported into the light. I heard no voices calling to me or anything else. A light enveloped me, with a brilliance beyond earthly comprehension. In my next moment of awareness, I was standing in heaven."



"Joy pulsated through me as I looked around, and at that moment I became aware of a large crowd of people. They stood in front of a brilliant, ornate gate. I have no idea how far away they were; such things as distance didn't matter. As the crowd rushed toward me, I didn't see Jesus, but I did see people I had known. As they surged toward me, I knew instantly that all of them had died during my lifetime. Their presence seemed absolutely natural."



He goes on to tell who he saw in Heaven, this is what got me - what I need to know. I need to know that my Mom is okay. That she is happy.


"They rushed toward me, and every person was smiling, shouting, and praising God. Although no one said so, intuitively I knew they were my celestial welcoming committee. It was as if they had all gathered just outside heaven's gate, waiting for me. The first person I recognized was Joe Kulbeth, my grandfather. He looked exactly as I remembered him, with his shock of white hair and what I called a big banana nose. He stopped momentarily and stood in front of me. A grin covered his face. I have no idea why my grandfather was the first person I saw. He wasn't one of the great spiritual guides of my life, although he certainly influenced me positively in that way. After being hugged by my grandfather, I don't remember who was second or third. The crowd surrounded me. Some hugged me and a few kissed my cheek, while others pumped my hand. Never had I felt more loved. I wasn't conscious of anything I'd left behind and felt no regrets about leaving family or possessions."


I am going to buy this book this weekend. I am not a reader, I will confess. But I want to know what this man experienced. What he saw, who he saw and how he felt.

I know Mom is up in Heaven and she is happy but I need more. I want more. I want to know what she experienced when she got there. Did she is Grandma and Grandpa? Is Scrappy there?

I know reading this book won't give me these answers but if I believe and I want to, it will give me a sense of piece to know that Mom is alright.



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Nana and her babies...

Nana and her babies...
Gavin, Matthew & Mia with Nana taken Easter Morning 2007