Going Home.
When I was younger, I had an almost paralyzing fear of death. My fear came from being so young and not having fully lived my life yet. It also came from not having experienced love in all of its different facets. This fear came from feeling as though I had to face the great unknown, alone, at least I thought I was alone. Because I was so young, I hadn’t realized that I was never really alone.
During my NDEs, I was not afraid of dying because everything had happened so fast that I didn’t have time to be afraid. Death came flawlessly as I moved laterally, seamlessly into the Heavens. I found, through my own experiences, that Heaven wasn’t a place up in the sky nor was Hell down below the earth. For me, when death came, it was nothing more than walking through a doorway into another room in my home. I found that Heaven, was no farther away than my own backyard. As I stood in the presence of God, I learned that God is good and He keeps His word. He said He would never leave me or forsake me and just as He had promised, God has never left my side. Not for one single second of my entire life. He is gracious and His love is abundant beyond words.
I was only 13 years old when I had my first near death experience. At that time, I had not fully lived my life. I still had many more years ahead of me. I wasn’t ready and neither was God. God still had big plans for my life. So, He sent me back, even though once I saw what was on the other side, I really wanted to stay. At the age of 43, death came again, along with a second NDE. Thirteen years later, death paid another visit bringing a third NDE. And finally, another year passed with yet another visit from death, followed with a fourth Near Death Experience. With each NDE, God had brought me closer to Himself and He had proven time and time again that there was no need to fear death. There was no pain, no suffering, no judgment. There was love. It was the kind of love that there are no words to adequately describe. There was joy, beauty, music, family, friends, beloved animals, and all of the things that makes one think of home.
Once I knew that there was something far greater than my life here on earth, I was not afraid of death anymore. I had been blessed with a glimpse of what lies beyond with all of its beauty and splendor. But for others, who have not experienced a near death experience ,there is a fear about facing what is unknown. There is a voice inside of each us that says, “ I don’t know what there is that waits for me on the other side. How do I know that there is anything at all? I don’t want to die yet, I’m not finished with my life. I haven’t loved enough yet, which is, of course, the purpose of our life.
When it is our time to go ” home” and we have fully experienced this life with all of its love, its gifts and its wonder then, we will be able to say “I’m not afraid to let go and move on because I have lived life and have loved to the best of my ability.”
Through my experiences, I have learned that there really is no death, for it is only the physical body that dies, the human soul/spirit lives on eternally.
Every human being is a soul that has a spirit. The spirit is the part of us that makes us who we are. The spirit gives each soul its own identity, it’s own uniqueness, it’s own essence. That is the part of us that will never die but upon physical death takes on another form and will live forever in union and in love with God.
Death is the last doorway that takes us to our eternal life and to the glorious gifts that await us for our return home.
Sharon Milliman (c) 2018
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