NDE - Near Death Experience

Proof of Near Death Experiences –
On March 24, 2009, Kristi Lamp’l Ends went with me to my 6 week post op visit (held 14 weeks post op due to a scheduling error at Emory). I got to see Dr. Oyesiku and get lots of questions answered. While in the hospital after surgery and on several occasions during recovery as recently as March 25, 2009, I have had what I previously referred to as vivid dreams, hallucinations, glimpses into heaven, particularly the Praise, Sing, and rejoice Music section of heaven. My dad passed away two days following my surgery to remove a 3x5x6 cm “tator” meningioma from my frontal lobe.

I was on so many drugs even entering the hospital as for the past 10+ years I had a diagnosis of depression/hypo-mania which I came to find out was possibly influenced by the rather large tumor growing into my frontal lobe. About 2 days following my dad’s passing (4 days post surgery) I had the first NDE where I received an invitation from my Dad and the angels gone before u s to leave this painful existence on earth and join them in the heavenly kingdom. I experienced enough of a glimpse through the hole in the pearly gates to want to go and stay. I am no longer afraid of death. I saw the New Jerusalem and the celebration of the most glorious indescribable Christmas ever. There were elements of an earthly Christmas, but in extreme perfection….Yes Virginia, there is a Santa Clause…yet in heaven he is not the commercialized version we humans have crowned here on earth. The best yet is that in heaven every one can sing, play heavenly instruments and praise God for all time (which fortunately doesn’t exist in heaven).

Originally I tried to dismiss these “dreams, visions, hallucinations” as “drug induced” since I was on such high doses of meds. Also thought it was God’s way of comforting me through my surgical recovery and the death of my earthly father. I saw my Dad go to work in heaven right away. One of his favorite pastimes on earth was as a carpenter who could build anything from a 3 car garage with an apartment upstairs to lovingly building me a fully functioning doll house w/easy bake oven……etc. Mom & Dad could even stand up in it. Once my dad arrived in heaven there was a job immediately ready for him to repair a crack in the pearly gates. It was there so I could get the glimpse of heaven and be comforted. No problem, my dad worked on the construction crew and had it fixed in no time.
My dad and the angels who passed before him have been working very hard to reunite our broken family. The miracles are tremendous and totally unbelievable to those who knew us before. It’s quite difficult to believe that God used my daughter (He uses the most unlikely servants) to get an important message to me about letting go of control….of my adult children and my business.
Yesterday when talking to the doctor he confirmed that the drug interaction could NOT have caused the dreams, hallucinations, etc. according to all studies he knew. Therefore more proof of the NDE’s…not drug induced, not dreams, desires, etc. caused this heaven on earth.
I have taken on new heavenly wings and the world who formally knew Marcia (especially family and friends) cannot seem to accept the new spiritual me. In so many ways I have rapidly changed for the better. The supportive new church community I’m a part of (FUMC – Lawrenceville) seem totally accept the new me maybe because they didn’t know the old me.
Most of the symptoms of recovery now are related to withdrawal from the strong doses of depression and hypo manic drugs forced on me by a Nurse Practitioner (who got a signature on scripts by the doctor who never saw me or treated me). I only missed about 10 years of my life. I possessed the “anti fruits of the spirit.” I could only express the emotions of anger, frustration, jealousy. I didn’t care about myself or anyone else. Now I express extreme love, forgiveness, righteous anger, super sensitivity of all senses. The light is often too bright. I love almost everything I formally despised. I can now live life as an adventure, as long as I have someone to walk beside me. Husband, kids, mom and friends please try to accept me and not judge what you don’t understand. I don’t understand it either but need your support.
Yesterday while having an MRI on my fractured foot (God knows how to knock me down from head to toe to slow me down)…I felt I left my body for a few brief moments…though I struggled not to go because this is now the best and hardest life I’ve ever known and loved and I have lots of work left to do but most importantly lots of living and loving my God, my family and my friends. I saw the child in heaven that I miscarried at 13 weeks gestation back in approximately 1978. She was a beautiful happy young lady. Oh what peace that gave me. I had never really acknowledged the loss especially since my ex-husband blamed me for purposely miscarrying his baby….this pain needed (needs) to be healed.
This is all I can write for now. Got to get some sleep to face the new world later today.