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Words
To all of my family and to my friends who love and support me , I am truly honored and blessed by the beautiful gift of YOU. Thank you for being in my life. I love you all and I am grateful beyond words for YOU. This writing is not directed towards any of you at all but is directed towards others ( they know who they are) and after days of prayer and contemplation, I feel I am being led to speak out about what is in my heart.
Once again, I find it very disheartening to be at the receiving end of some people’s negative,angry, self righteous words being wielded at me like a razor sharp sword. When I read some of the comments that are posted on some of the YouTube videos made from some of the interviews I have done, where I have shared about my experiences, I am completely astounded. I have no words to accurately describe the pain I feel by the accusations and presumptions coming from people who do not even know me. I am appalled by the venom I see coming from adults who claim to be followers of Christ and yet, they prove by their actions and words that they are anything but what they claim to be.
These kinds of comments are not just on my videos but I see similar comments on other’s videos as well.
I can’t speak for anyone else, but I can speak for myself. What I will say is that every word I have spoken is the truth. I am not a fraud, I am not a liar. I am not demon possessed. I am not a heretic. I am not a blasphemer. I am not a theologian, my books are not theological documents, they are books about what God did in MY life. They may be my experiences but it’s God’s story and everything I do is all for His Glory!
I do not, and have never claimed to know the mind of God. I have never claimed to be an authority on God. The only authority on God, is God. All I know is what He chose to show me and tell me during my Near Death experiences and what I have been willing to learn from those experiences. I have a willingness and an openness to do God’s will by sharing my experiences in order to give hope to those in need. I do this out of love, not out of any kind of authority.
When giving an interview, or giving a talk on my experiences, I tell exactly what God did in MY life. God is God. He is capable of doing anything He chooses. If He can work miracles in my life, He is quite capable of doing the same in other’s lives as well. He comes to us all in very unique and individual ways because we are all very unique and individual people, with very unique and individual hearts. God is the reader of hearts and the healer of hearts. That is what He does best. The way He presents Himself and the way He speaks to me is going to be very different than the way He may present Himself or the way He speaks to someone else. But, both are very real and valid.
As for the comments about my tears, Yes! I do cry sometimes during certain interviews because there are times when I cannot contain the absolute love of God, the overwhelming sense of joy and the awe that I feel because of the profound miracles that I have experienced in my life. Tears are not a bad thing. Tears are simply words the soul cannot speak.
As for the comments made about my NDEs and the Bible, NO , you probably will not find a way to back up all of the experiences I have had by looking for them in the Bible, but that does not mean that I was “speaking with demons” or that as some have said , “I need to be delivered.”
Yes, God speaks to us through the words in the Bible, but that is not the only way He can speak to us. He is God for heaven’s sake. He is too big to fit into the tiny little boxes people try to put Him in. He is limitless!!! He can do anything He pleases If you look,there are many places in the Bible that talk about people having angelic visitations, people having dreams , visions , seeing spirits etc. But, one needs to truly understand in what context the words were written and how can they be applied to our lives today. The Bible should never be used as a destructive weapon against another person.
If one chooses to put God in a box, then so be it, have at it. I however, through my experiences, have learned that God cannot, nor will He ever be contained inside a tiny little box.
God is so big He can cover the whole world with His love and at the same time, He can be so small that He can curl up inside your heart. If one lets Him, He will do just that.
I will also say that unless one has walked a mile in my shoes, unless one has seen the world and the Glory of God through my eyes, unless one has crawled into the deepest chambers of my heart, it is impossible for anyone to pass any kind of accurate judgment upon me.
There were remarks made about the tears that came when I spoke about my own mother. Yes, my mother passed away five years ago. I know she is in Heaven, she is not suffering anymore. But, When we love deeply, we also mourn deeply. I still love her and I miss her in my life. Even Jesus Himself mourned the death of His friend Lazarus, He wept and mourned over Jerusalem. Mourning is very normal and natural thing to experience when someone you love passes. It’s part of being human. Even as a multiple NDER, I am still human. I know where my loved ones are and have had a beautiful glimpse of what they are experiencing and yet, I am here and they are there. Please,Don’t tell me how I am supposed to feel. I am allowed to feel. I am allowed to mourn for as long as I need to without judgment from others.
And please stop saying that I write books and do interviews or give talks to make money. I do not monetize anything ! So, No, I do not make money, in fact, I spend money to do these things. The truth is, it has never been about me, it has always been about God and what He can do in a human heart.
As NDERS we are not all knowing gurus, we are not exempt from the trials and suffering of this world. We still face hardships, loss,physical illness and we hurt when others are cruel. But, It’s what we do with it all that matters in the end. I said “ yes” to God , that is why I share what I do. I was also taught as a child, if you can’t say something kind, don’t say anything at all. Words have the power to make a soul or break one. So I ask these people, and they know who they are, before you speak or leave mean, hurtful, judgmental comments on me or anyone else, ask yourself “what would Jesus, or God, do?”
The Visit
By the age of fifteen, darkness had settled over my life again like a heavy fog. For years, my innocence lay in ruins, shattered by predatory people that crept into my world, menacing and relentless. Darkness wrapped around me like shroud. I had kept my silence, a mute witness to the chaos that invaded my existence. Fear wrapped around me like a cloak, and shame clung to my skin, a constant reminder of the weight I carried, quietly and alone.
One day, courage stirred within me, a flicker of light in the oppressive gloom. I sought out a trusted friend, an adult I believed would listen. I spoke with a trembling voice, recounting the pain that had haunted me for so long. She became angry her response cut deeper than I expected. “You must have misunderstood,” she said flatly. “There are some secrets you take to your grave.” Her words shifted the ground beneath me. I knew the truth of what was happening, yet her words sowed seeds of doubt in my mind. I was left shattered, frightened, and questioning the very fabric of my reality. The desire for escape whispered to me like a distant siren, and I wanted to die. I didn’t know how it would happen but I knew it was going to and even that secret remained locked away, a heavy burden I bore alone, unseen by the world.
In the quiet of my heart, I wrestled with the shadows that haunted me. I tried to navigate the darkness, though it threatened to consume me. I held my pain close, a silent companion in a world that refused to acknowledge it. And in that silence, I found a strength I did not know I possessed, a flicker of resolve that would guide me through the storm.
It was Good Friday, our youth choir was invited to sing at a nearby church. We arrived early to rehearse, waiting in the basement, the air thick with anticipation.
Then, he walked in. A man unlike any I had ever seen. I felt pure holiness around him. At first, I thought he might be an apostle or perhaps an angel. But as he drew closer, I knew—it was Jesus. He was tall, slender but muscular, with long, dark wavy hair that fell down his back. His dark olive skin and deep brown eyes shone with life. When he smiled, a dimple appeared, and my heart melted.
His clothes surprised me. Jeans, a white shirt, and boots. No robes. It felt right. He exuded pure love, humility and kindness, just as I imagined he would.
“Where do I go to sit?” he asked, looking at me. He wanted to know where to place himself for the service. He settled in the chair beside me, still smiling. I was overwhelmed, speechless, dry-mouthed, astonished that Jesus chose to sit next to me.
Two women in front of me turned to guide him to a seat in the main church. Others noticed him too. But Jesus kept his gaze on me. “What is happening to you in your life, is happening,” he said, voice warm. “You are not crazy. I love you. I am with you, You are not alone. Don’t be afraid.”
He stood then, gently touching the elbow of the woman sitting in front of me who had suffered terribly for many years from arthritis. With his gentle touch, she was healed. The five of us, the four other women and I, still talk about that day. None of the other choir members saw him as he walked upstairs to the main church.
Jesus took a seat before a magnificent stained glass window. As we sang “Up to Jerusalem,” I saw the sunlight streaming through the window, illuminating him. I saw him cover his face with his hands and weep. At that moment, I was lost in him, singing with all my heart, oblivious to everyone else.
After that encounter, thoughts of ending my life faded. His gentle love healed me. He understood my struggles and affirmed their reality. He gave me the courage to endure.
The experience transformed everything. It was as if a light pierced the darkness I had felt for so long. His warmth wrapped around me, offering the safety I needed. I realized I was not alone; someone truly knew and understood my pain.
After that encounter, thoughts of ending my life faded. His love healed me, and I felt understood. I began to share my secret, carefully, piecing together the truth. Vulnerability opened deep wounds but also connected me with others who bore similar burdens.
Music became my refuge. Each note I sang echoed that moment in the church, light streaming through stained glass, illuminating Jesus. Healing is not a straight path; it ebbs and flows. But the memory of his warmth guides me.
Looking back, meeting Jesus was not just a moment; it marked the beginning of a transformation. I learned love’s power, the strength in vulnerability. I emerged no longer lost but renewed, ready to embrace life fully—both the joys and shadows that lay ahead.
Love is all there is
It was after my NDE that I learned this very valuable lesson in that, whatever we do in our lives, however big or small the act may be, if it is done out of love, that is what pleases God. Because in the twilight of life, there is only one question that will be asked, “How much did you love?” Truly, in the end, love is all there is. There are people who will do great big things during their lives, touching many hundreds of lives and literally moving mountains, but if it is not done in love, it all means nothing. If it is done in love, it means everything. And then there are those people, who do small, ordinary things, things that seem insignificant, like doing things around the home, fixing dinner, doing laundry, or picking up trash alongside the road, caring for an injured bird, planting flowers in the garden or giving money to someone who needs to get medicine and doesn’t have the money to buy it, caring for children or talking to a friend who is sad or caring for aged parents, or sitting with someone who is sick or dying. These are not huge, monumental, or world changing events. They will not touch hundreds or thousands of lives, nor will they move mountains, but they are acts done out of love. I have learned that, to God these acts are just as important. These small acts of love are huge. They are monumental to God. And to Him they are not insignificant, they are world changing events. These small acts, done in love can change the world one little bit at a time. To God big things or small things, whatever we do, if done out of love and with a selfless attitude pleases Him. And pretty much, that is the purpose of our lives here on earth, to Love, to Love one another. To lay down our lives for each other, die to ourselves in love for each other. God does not differentiate in acts of love. Whatever we do though, however big or small, must be done with love or it has no value. In his first letter to the Corinthians the apostle Paul said, “If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.
One day I was mopping the floor in the kitchen. I remember that it had been a particularly difficult day taking care of my mother who had Alzheimer’s. I know I made a promise to God when I was a little girl that I would take care of my parents when they were in their older years and I intended to keep that promise, which I took it very seriously. But some days I felt as if I failed in some way. Some days the burden could be very overwhelming and some days were much harder than other days to watch my own mother disappearing right before my own eyes knowing that there is nothing I could do to help her – and I felt helpless. I guess we are always hardest on ourselves and this was one of those days. I was very tired and I felt overwhelmed. Mom was napping so I took that opportunity to clean the kitchen. I was not really thinking of anything, just mopping away and trying to decompress. Then I heard a familiar male voice in the room. It’s a voice I will never forget as long as I live. It was a smooth, calming sound that made my heart sing and my soul soar. It was Jesus. I turned around and looked and He was there standing in the kitchen, leaning against the counter with his arms crossed over his chest and his feet crossed at the ankles and, as always, He was smiling at me. I stood there with the mop in my hand, and I could feel His love so deeply. Then suddenly, I dropped the mop and I said to him “don’t move, don’t say another word, I have to get some paper and a pen to write down every word you say”. He openly chuckled at me as I ran to the kitchen desk to retrieve the paper and pen. When I came back and stood in front of Him, He was just looking at me and smiling. He was looking deeply into my heart and soul. I could feel His love just fill my entire being. I didn’t have to say a word because Jesus already knew my heart. He knew what I was feeling and thinking. He always does. Tears streamed down my face as He reached out his hand and He gently wiped the tears from my face as He said ”Oh my precious Dove, You cry because you think I cast you away when you were with me and that is so far from the truth, I hold you so dear. It simply wasn’t your time. I have a job for you to do. My beautiful little one, you know that I love you. You know that I am with you. I always am. You are here because your life has meaning. You have to step aside and take the “you” out of the equation. Just let me do all the work. You are doing just fine in what you are doing. Because what you do, you do out of love. Don’t be so hard on yourself. Just let me do the work. I will handle it. I am capable. Just be present and be at peace. You just love, the way you always do. All that has happened to you in your life has happened to prepare you for this moment, to make you strong enough for this very important job I have asked you to do for me. I am with you to give you my strength. I love you. Lean on me when you are weak and scared. Do not be afraid. Just love, that’s all. It’s that simple. That is the purpose of your life, my beautiful Dove. When you feel torn and weary, give it to me; remember I am strongest when you are at your weakest. Don’t worry, I won’t leave you stranded. I am right here with you always. I will love you until beyond the end of time “
Sharon Milliman
Love is the Answer
After my Near Death Experience, I found it very hard to live I this world. I didn’t know how to integrate having been in Heaven and sitting in the presence of God and then being sent back. I found the world to be cruel and harsh, at least my world was. So, I spent a lot of time in prayer. This story is about one of those days.
It was a warm sunny spring day I had taken the dogs outside and was sitting out in the back yard just enjoying the soft spring breeze against my skin. It was another one of those days when God moved his hand and pushed the veil aside and for just a few moments I could once again have a glimpse of Heaven. Not only that, Jesus had come to visit me. He was smiling that beautiful smile He has. He was standing by the fence, over by the flower garden, and the sun shone down on him as He began to speak to me. He held in his hand a fully open, soft pink rose. He held it out to me as he said these words “This life is a journey that all must take. Yes, you are hearing me now. You are seeing me now. Please don’t question yourself so much. These messages that you are being given are true and valid. You have the answers, and you do know the truth. The answers have always been inside your heart.
Stand at your gate and take the rose, my precious Dove. It’s time for you to fly. Today is a new and wondrous beginning. You were like a caterpillar all wrapped up tight inside a cocoon but you are now emerging out as a beautiful butterfly. I love you and will always love you. You will never walk alone. I walk right there beside you. So hold your head up high and always spread your joy and love. Listen, quiet your heart and be at peace for I am always with you. If you don’t hear me talking, it’s because you are not listening. You have the courage and the strength to do all that your heart desires and All that My Father has called you to do. It has been shouted from the highest mountains and heard in the lowest valleys. Its whisper has been heard throughout all human experience. So you must trust that it is true. Trust and believe, with all of your being that LOVE is the answer. It is Agape Love, Pure, unconditional love that is the answer. Believe in and expect miracles, for they will happen. When you quiet your mind and spirit, answers will come. My Father knows you. He knows that when you go into nature you will find rest. Nature is where you will become one with all that is, all that was, and all that will ever be. Know that in this place you will find your greatest peace and joy. You will never walk alone. Not ever, and all those who went before you, are all around you loving you and supporting you in your walk on this earthly plane. Open your heart and don’t be afraid. Just cast all your fears aside and accept your new life. Just be at peace. Remember this; I am in you and all around you. Turn wood and you will find me. Lift a stone, I am there. Like the sun warms your skin, I will touch you, and as the rain washes you, I will also. Without you, I am nothing. With you, I am eternity.”
The Second NDE
It was midsummer 2005, and I was sitting outside on the back steps of my house talking on the phone to a dear friend of mine who lived in Oregon. It was late in the day, and my former husband had just gotten home from work. He was an electrician at one of the plants in the area. He had walked passed me as I was sitting there on the concrete steps and it had just begun to rain. I heard thunder in the distance so I asked him, as he walked passed me going into the house, if I would be safe talking on a cordless phone during a storm. He said I would be fine, so my friend and I continued talking as he went into the house to change clothes. About five minutes later, I heard a loud crack, just as a lightning bolt came from the angry sky, hitting my right arm. I felt the searing pain as the lightning passed through my body, knocking me to the ground, and leaving char marks on the concrete steps where my feet were and where my rear end was on the steps. After passing through me, it traveled under the house and blew out the transformer that was directly in front of the house, rendering the entire neighborhood with no power for about 4 hours. I remember being in shock, feeling very strange, feeling very disoriented, very disconnected. Shaking all over, I was sweating and sick at my stomach, and the pain in my arm and my chest was unbearable. I could not believe what had just happened. I was on the ground and I felt my spirit lift up out of my body. I floated into the house and I was looking around. Everything looked so strange. Nothing looked right. Everything had a burnt yellow color to it. Even the air had this color, and then I noticed the furniture in the house was not my furniture. I immediately looked at the lace curtains on the windows; they were not my curtains. I was beginning to feel frightened. There was no one in the house. Where did my husband go? Where did my children go? I could not find anyone, and there was no power. The transformer was blown, yet I could hear what sounded like an old time radio program playing. I wasn’t floating anymore, I was walking. I walked through the rooms looking for whatever it was that was making the sound, but I never could find it. This must have only lasted for a couple of minutes, but time seemed to stop and things seemed to be moving in very slow motion. Then, I found myself totally enfolded within the most beautiful fluffy pink and gold clouds. They were so magnificent! I was in awe of such beauty, and I felt such a deep sense of peace and a sense of total and complete love. This love was just like the love I had felt before, in the light so many years ago. It was so big, so huge, so complete, so deep. I felt like every pore of my body was open, and I was soaking all of it in. I was just basking in this deep beautiful love. I felt whole and complete and totally accepted. I had no idea what was happening. I was moving through these gorgeous clouds and, as I moved, I seemed to be moving laterally. There was not a sense of moving up or down. I could feel this huge presence all around me, such a loving presence pouring love onto me and into me. It was a love I have no words to explain. It was so beautiful! It brings tears to my eyes, even now. Then, two men appeared and stood one on either side of me. They were young men, maybe in their 20’s or early 30’s. They were blond haired and blue eyed and they wore what looked like cream colored linen clothing. There was a brilliant glow around them; they seemed to be illuminated, and their joy seemed to pour from every cell in their bodies. I noticed the linen cloth they wore was very detailed, it was a very tightly woven cloth, and very soft. I could see the tiny weave pattern of the linen. Why that seemed important, I do not know, but it stood out very clearly. At first, I thought these men were angels, but, then, I realized who they were. These two men were my younger brothers who had died as babies. We were so happy to see each other; it was like a family reunion. They had beautiful smiles and they both looked so much like my dad. I knew he would be so proud of them both. I felt at ease as they led me from the clouds to a beautiful garden which was to the left of a huge glorious city. As I looked around, I noticed that the colors were so bright and vibrant, and the air was sweet and clear. I could hear birds singing and I heard water running, like there was a stream nearby. There were trees and flowers, and the grass was cool and soft on my feet. I felt a soft, silken breeze touch my skin. As I stood in this breathtaking place, I felt a huge presence all around me just pouring love out onto me. I felt such joy and all I could do was stand there in awe at the beauty and the love that was all around me. By this time, I was given the information that I had died and was entering Heaven. It was like an infused knowledge. It was given as a simple fact. There was no feeling of fear or shock. I felt like I was floating. It felt good, so I didn’t fight it. Then, as people gathered around me for support, I was given my life review. I was shown my life; everything I had ever said and done was shown to me. It was like watching a black and white movie on a reel. There was no feeling, no judgment at all. It was right then that I learned that God does not judge us, we judge ourselves, standing there before Him in all of His glory and perfection while we watch our lives pass in front of us. For me, all He did was love me through it. Not a word was said, and it was over in a blink of an eye. It was after the life review that I heard a male voice say, “What you put out into the universe will come back to you”. As I stood there in the garden, I noticed once again, how beautiful and brilliant the colors of the flowers, the trees and the grass were. The reds were redder, the pinks more pink, and yellows more yellow. They were so much more vibrant than any colors I had ever seen. The air was sweetly fragrant. It was so clean and clear. The grass felt cool to the touch, like on a beautiful spring day. There were birds singing in the trees, and I saw a stream where the water glistened like diamonds in the sun, as it flowed over the rocks. I heard music, which was more beautiful than anything I had ever heard before. It was then that I noticed everything had its own pitch or sound. The trees had a sound, the leaves on the trees had their own sound, the grass had a sound, the rocks had their own sound, the water had yet another sound, and so on; and, when you take all of those individual sounds and put them all together, it sounded like the most magnificent symphony and choir ever created, and what’s even more amazing, was, everything and everyone in Heaven was singing praises to God. It just poured out of every leaf, rock, blade of grass, every bird. It was the most beautiful sound I have ever heard. I can still hear it, even now, after all these years. It is like a song in the wind. Every now and then, I still hear the Heavenly music, as the breeze blows through the leaves on the trees. It carries me back there and I feel that deep, all encompassing love again. It heals my soul and my spirit soars. There is no time in Heaven, so I have no idea how long it took for each different step of this journey. On one hand, it seemed like everything happened so fast, and, on the other hand, it seemed that time stood still. I began feeling as if I was attached to a giant IV bottle of knowledge. I was being fed all this knowledge, and I didn’t even have the words to ask the proper questions. I felt such joy and elation; it was one “Aha” moment after another. And, it all seemed so simple and so logical. I remember at one point saying with a huge smile on my face “Wow, is that all there is to it? That is so cool.” God, you are so awesome! We are the ones who make everything so complicated. “I saw angels, and they spoke to me showing me a lake and, in the lake, they showed me future events that would take place on earth; which have, in fact, taken place. I also remember, I looked down the front of my body. I could see that I still had a body and it looked the same as it always had. I had on the same clothes as before and I noticed my long blond hair falling down below my shoulders. I could see my jean shorts and my feet. But I also noticed that my body felt much lighter, it felt kind of “floaty”. It was not heavy, like it is here on earth. On earth, we are weighted down with gravity. Everything seems very heavy, but there it was a light body. And I also noticed that I was no longer concerned about my body, how it looked, or if I fit in or not. I know I keep saying it, but all I felt was huge love and total acceptance. It was so amazing! There were people everywhere. Everyone looked young, and no one was sick. Then, Jesus walked up to me. He was tall and so beautiful! His hair was dark and wavy, and very long down to his waist. His skin was dark, his eyes were a warm liquid brown, and he had a smile that melted my heart. He told me that He loved me, that He had walked beside me every day of my life and that He had never left my side. He told me He never would leave my side, not ever. He told me not to be afraid. I just stared at Him. I couldn’t speak, he was so beautiful. And, to think He actually died for me. I was speechless, as he stood there declaring His love for me. Then I moved to the edge of the garden to what looked like a wooded glen. I could see golden sunbeams pouring through the branches of the tall oak and pine trees and I noticed a log lying next to a stream with little flowers dotting here and there. There were pine needles and a few pine cones scattered about. I went over to the log and sat down listening to the water as it danced across the rocks. When I looked up I saw a man sitting on the other end of the log next to me. The air was cool and comfortable and I could hear the birds singing their sweet songs. I knew the man was God. He had shoulder length dark, curly hair, a neatly cut beard, beautiful blue eyes, and a happy smile. He was about 6ft tall and He wore a white robe and sandals. We sat there on the log together for the longest time just talking. He has a wonderful laugh and such sparkling happy eyes. He became silent for a moment, then He turned and facing me, He looked into my eyes and in a quiet, gentle voice, He asked me “what would you do if it were just me and you?” I looked at Him, not having a clue what he meant, and said “what do you mean?” He smiled and was so patient like a father with a young child and He asked me again “what would you do if were just me and you?” I looked down at my hands in my lap and I thought for a minute and then looked at Him again and said,” I don’t know what you mean”. He was still smiling and He very patiently said “No parents, No children, No husband, No friends, just me and you, no one else”. Looking into His beautiful face, I shook my head and kind of stuttered, feeling a bit intimidated and unworthy all of a sudden I said “No, I would drive you crazy after the first ten minutes with all my questions and chatter and then you would not like me very much, if it was just me and you”. He just smiled at me. He was so patient and so loving. So gentle and those feelings I had began disappearing. He then got up and motioned for me to follow. We walked a short distance and then, He showed me the whole universe with no one in it, No people, no buildings, no cars, no animals, no trees, nothing but swirling, rainbow colored gases, sparkling diamond stars, and spinning planets. It was breathtakingly beautiful, but it seemed so huge. I never realized how big the universe really was. It seemed like within a second we were back again sitting on the log by the stream and He asked me once again “what would you do if it were just me and you?” I was at a loss for the right words to say to properly answer His question and He waited. I found myself looking at a very large oak tree that was in front of me. I saw the details of the trunk and the little life giving veins in the tender leaves and the roots beneath the ground. What I saw was not just a tree, but the individual parts that made up the whole tree. And I saw how important all these parts were to the life of the tree and how important the tree was to the environment around the tree and then I could see how all things are connected to each other and that every part was important in its own way. I studied this for a few minutes, feeling that my noticing this was exactly what God had planned and that this was a very big part of understanding what God was trying to teach me, and then I answered Him. Now, I have no idea why I would have answered Him in this manner since I have never read the Koran in my life, I have never even seen the book nor do I know anything about the Islam faith, but I said, “God, your hundredth name in the book of the Koran is God is everywhere, God is nowhere and God is in me” He said “yes, that is right, that it is, And?” I looked at the tree again then back at Him and said, “God, You made this tree, you are in this tree, so when I look at this tree I see you”. He looked at me smiling that beautiful smile and He said” yes, and…” Then I began thinking about my parents and I said “God, You made my parents, you are in my parents, so when I see my parents I see you” again He said “yes and…” He was trying to get me to think further, so I began thinking that there are people in this world who are cruel to others and there are those who have hurt me and I don’t particularly care for these people so I said to Him” God, There are some people who I don’t really care for because they hurt others, but you made these people, you are in these people, so when I see these people, I see you”. He again smiled at me and He said “yes, that is right”. He said “Now, I have a question for you. When you look in the mirror, what do you see?” I looked down again at my hands and I thought for a moment, my normal response would have been something like, “I see me .No one special. Just me” but then I looked into His beautiful eyes and those feelings melted away because of the deep love I saw there. Then, I said “God, You made me, you are in me, so when I look in the mirror, I see you” He said “yes, that is right.” He seemed so happy and He was smiling from ear to ear. And I could feel His joy and His deep love surrounding me, I was completely immersed in His love as He looked at me. To me, this was so big. I could feel the hugeness of this revelation; I could feel it just spinning in my heart and mind.
I can see the beauty of God so easily in others all around me, but it is much more difficult to see God’s beauty in myself. I find, even now, I have to remind myself that I am special and I am beautiful. Each and every one of us is special to God. He made us, He is in us. He doesn’t make mistakes and he doesn’t make junk. To Him we are all important, we are all beautiful. He sees us with perfect love. We are imperfect beings who He loves perfectly. Perfect love makes our souls shine so beautifully. What I had to learn was that real beauty shines from deep within the soul. External beauty fades with time; it does with all of us; but real beauty comes from inside and never fades. It is internal and eternal. I had to learn that my worth as a human being isn’t dependant on what others think of me or whether they were happy with me or not I also needed to learn that happiness doesn’t come from an external source, in order to be truly happy, It has to come from inside my own heart.. To God, I am me. That’s all, just me and in His eyes, I am perfect being” just me”. My worth is in being who God made me to be. I don’t have to make everyone else happy. What God wanted me to know was He is always happy with me. What I have to do is be happy with myself and find Joy in my life. I have to stop worrying about what everyone else thinks. I need to see His beauty in myself.
We finished our conversation then we got up and started walking through the forest and were met by two beautiful ornately gowned women who led me to a calm, serene lake at the end of the wooded area. The two women, I knew were angels and they began showing me what looked like moving pictures of future events that would take place on the earth. What was shown to me were events surrounding the 911attacks and other terrorist attacks against our country as well, bombings, shootings, people being held against their will, people killed. I was shown our financial institution crumbling or better said our money not being worth the paper it is written on, I was shown silver and gold coins being used to purchase things, also they said that in time we would be going back to the barter system as we had done long ago in the past. They showed me many natural disasters, such as earthquakes, volcanoes, tornadoes, and storms, and there 6 huge waves of water covering the land. I saw the one in Japan and Indonesia and also one in Chile. I also saw a woman in Canada who had a little boy in her car and her car went off the road because of flood waters and her car was immersed under the water and they were drowning. God sent angels in the form of people to pull them out but the boy had already passed away. They told me he would survive however, and he did. She went on to promote a spiritual video series. They showed me the government and how they are destroying the peace in our world and how corrupt they are and they showed me the dark clouds that surrounds them, they showed me different governments being over thrown and huge riots in the streets. They showed me one particular riot where someone, a man, was throwing something through a store front window and there was a building nearby that was on fire, I also heard the sound of gunshots. They showed me the pockets of light that are still left in small sections called “safe havens”, mostly these areas are in the mountainous regions. They showed me how to see the dark clouds around the lands to know where the safe havens are located and the last thing they showed me was a silver ribbon splitting the united states apart, I was given knowledge that this ribbon was a river, I am assuming it was the Mississippi River, but they gave me no explanation as to the meaning of this “ribbon “other than the ribbon gets larger.
The truth is, to this day, when these things happen I am still as shocked and surprised as anyone that they actually happen the way that the angels showed me. It’s only after the fact, that I realized,”oh my gosh, that’s what they showed me”. It seems so incredible to me” I don’t know why they showed me those things, what was I supposed to do with the information. They didn’t say, so I just waited to see what would happen next… and when things did happen as they said it would, I was and still am amazed by it.
I Am
I am not separate from my creation any more than your thoughts are separate from you.
I am not the reality behind the world but the reality that is in it. For, I am in the world with you in all your life.
Wherever you are… wherever you go… wherever you look…
you can see me in the moon and in the stars that bring forth light out of the darkness,
you can feel me in the breeze that kisses your cheek.
And you can hear me in the flowing waters that heal, refresh and renew.
The tiny seeds that grow into the mighty oaks contain my power and the buds that blossom forth enfold my fragrance.
And you can feel me. I am with you every day of your life.
I am with you now… in the ever-changing present that is true eternity.
I am closer than the breath that brings your body to life, closer than the thought that springs forth within the mind.
I am infinite. Closer than the beat that keeps your heart in tune.
For I am to be found nowhere but where you are.
I am the One that is all and can be seen in all anywhere and everywhere.
I am the all that is one I am in everyone.
For I Am
