I had three life after death experiences, to which you will be going to heaven, he'll, or purgatory. The first two were not favorable, but what saved me was saying Jesus' name. The third time, Jesus came for me, and why, you might ask? In a prayer book called "Pieta Prayer Book" in the very first prayer, Jesus promised to St. Bridget to anyone who recites this prayer every day for a year He will personally come for the individua, there are 21 promises in all. He came for me, His hand was enormous, the point of His index finger was about 12 to 15 inches wide, I reached out to touch His finger, but I paused, and asked Him if I could stay awhile longer. His hand went up away from me, my soul rested back to my body, and I was upset with myself for asking Him if I could stay. Now 30 years later, I'm kind of seeing His purpose, and is sharing with other about His kingdom. Pray, for there is truly a beautiful life after death, and a horrible one for those who do not believe. May God bless us all.
In March of 1981, I was on active duty in the Marines. Late one night, I called to tell family of my anticipated home arrival. I asked to talk with my older sister and was told she went shopping 🛒. Later in the week I had a dream 💭 of two people kneeling before a heavenly light. The silhouette 👤 on the left stood up and walked into the light. I thought I wanted to do the same. Someone told me I must stay where I was. When I woke up I had the strong feeling the person who walked into the light was my older sister. I flew ✈️ home April 1st, I knew who would be at the airport and the news 📰 they were going to give me. My older sister was missing. A year or so later, we heard of the body of a woman being found downriver. We went down to see if it was her and it wasn’t. On the way back home, dad was driving, mom was in the passenger seat 💺 and us kids were in the back seat. When we got home, dad went straight into the house, into the bedroom and closed the door with mom following right behind him. She told me later, on the way home dad had a vision of Jesus and tears 😭 were running down his face. She thought it was because we hadn’t found my sister.
I had three life after death experiences, to which you will be going to heaven, he'll, or purgatory. The first two were not favorable, but what saved me was saying Jesus' name. The third time, Jesus came for me, and why, you might ask? In a prayer book called "Pieta Prayer Book" in the very first prayer, Jesus promised to St. Bridget to anyone who recites this prayer every day for a year He will personally come for the individua, there are 21 promises in all. He came for me, His hand was enormous, the point of His index finger was about 12 to 15 inches wide, I reached out to touch His finger, but I paused, and asked Him if I could stay awhile longer. His hand went up away from me, my soul rested back to my body, and I was upset with myself for asking Him if I could stay. Now 30 years later, I'm kind of seeing His purpose, and is sharing with other about His kingdom. Pray, for there is truly a beautiful life after death, and a horrible one for those who do not believe. May God bless us all.
Good video and thanks for doing it……however, a great example of why not to use AI in narration.
In March of 1981, I was on active duty in the Marines. Late one night, I called to tell family of my anticipated home arrival. I asked to talk with my older sister and was told she went shopping 🛒. Later in the week I had a dream 💭 of two people kneeling before a heavenly light. The silhouette 👤 on the left stood up and walked into the light. I thought I wanted to do the same. Someone told me I must stay where I was. When I woke up I had the strong feeling the person who walked into the light was my older sister. I flew ✈️ home April 1st, I knew who would be at the airport and the news 📰 they were going to give me. My older sister was missing.
A year or so later, we heard of the body of a woman being found downriver. We went down to see if it was her and it wasn’t. On the way back home, dad was driving, mom was in the passenger seat 💺 and us kids were in the back seat. When we got home, dad went straight into the house, into the bedroom and closed the door with mom following right behind him. She told me later, on the way home dad had a vision of Jesus and tears 😭 were running down his face. She thought it was because we hadn’t found my sister.
❤ did you find her in the end?