Seeing Forever

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Story type: Out of Body Experience
Location: home/bathroom window
Source: Form Submission
Date submitted: Fri Apr  8 18:46:09 2011

I was 13 years old. I had just came back from church. My father had given a sermon like he always did every Sunday. But for some reason this one Sunday, a word had got stuck in my head. I had heard it many times. I had always heard him mentioned in his sermon about heaven and living forever. Heaven I knew, but when he added how we would live forever, the word forever had stuck in my mind until the time we had returned home after the service that day. I was always curious about the stars of heaven and God himself. God I had always believed in but the word FOREVER seemed to catch my attention upon a semi-depression with life itself, that I had been replaying over and over again in my head for a while.

At this time, I was already aware of mold, rust, death, old age, or anything that would not live on forever. My question became, what does it mean to have experience something that had no end? Never died but continued, without end. It was hard to grasp. I was in my bathroom looking out the window at night with these thoughts and found myself overwhelmed. So I asked him, "What does this mean, Forever?".

No sooner I asked the question my eyes began to get dark, almost like a haze feel upon them. Then almost immediately I found myself in a tunnel. I call it a tunnel of great love. It surrounded me and it had seemed to strip all doubt of being loved away from me. It was a perfect love experience. It engulfed me. At the end of the tunnel was a great light. And I found myself heading towards it with no fear or question. As I came out of the tunnel there was a great power of understanding before my eyes of seeing the great forever that I had asked about. I had all understanding of it with no boundaries to tell me anything different. I couldn't believe that no one knew of this. It was overwhelming me and it made perfect sense as I saw and felt it. I'm not sure by now, if it had been moments or seconds but I began to return to my body.

I returned with a feeling of being dropped back into my body with a big jolt added to the drop in. The feeling of all the ugliness of who we are when the Churchs call it sin, began to overwhelm me.The ill-perfectness seemed to be waiting for me. I could feel guilt, shame, embarrassment, contempt, and many, many more things reforming. Pushing back in on me for fitting back into my body. I hated it. And it was so heavy. Sin, I thought, was everything that we wear without the full knowledge of just how heavy life can be. I'm guessing that is why we must die. Nothing unpure can be in the presence of God. So in his presence there will be no worry, despair, or confusion. We will be stripped clean. And being back, dropping in, I felt all the ugliness that we seem to take for granted on a daily basis. We are blind. So I weeped. And I weeped hard, for all of us. Thinking again that no one knows this.

As this was taking place, my eyes was refocussing to adjust back to human site. I began to blink them, as though this would help. Maybe it was just a reaction to clearing up the problem. It was almost like having cataracts against my will. But my sight, (after seconds), came back to normal. I almost fainted and felt the need to hurry up and snap out of it. And my mind seemed to readjust back to what one calls the feeble mind set. I began to realize that I was having no longer the wisdom of what forever looked like. I was now left with just the experience that I could never deny. Nor could I tell the story any different from that day. Hope that helps those who don't believe in life after death. Because I believe....and I plan on going back after my time is through. Take Care;)