In my earlier postings (When You Disbelieve The Devil’s Existence…,) I shared an experience when I began to disbelieve in the devil’s existence and shortly afterward experienced a spiritual attack. This attack wounded me severely and left me in an Intensive Care Unit (ICU,) fighting for my life while my doctors did not expect me to live through the night.

LEAVING MY BODY BEHIND

While unconscious in the ICU, I had a near-death out-of-body experience. In this experience, I found myself seated on the floor of a transparent spaceship, hovering in the blackness of space with the radiance of billions of stars around me.

I could feel my buttocks and crossed legs touching the floor even though I could not see it. Mysteriously, I also comprehended that I had a transparent dome above me, shielding me from the environment while permitting me to see in every direction.

Throughout this experience, I received knowledge relevant to my circumstance. Dispatches would arrive in my brain that helped me comprehend what was occurring. For example, I suddenly knew I had left my body behind and was about to travel through space and time. So, when I detected the first sensation of movement, I knew what was happening. 

The ship proceeded slowly forward at first and then gradually accelerated. As I moved forward, I began to hear voices and pieces of people’s conversations as I passed them by in time. One comment after another in succession, as if I were slowly driving past an unbroken line of individuals, each one engaged in dialogue. Initially, I could hear entire sentences, but as the craft accelerated, the terms came in quicker, were higher-pitched, and were less recognizable. Soon, there were very few recognizable words, and eventually, there were none. The sounds of voices transformed into a sound like that of a 33 RPM record played at a 78 RPM speed. Then, as the ship’s acceleration advanced, the sounds became like Morse code. Ultimately, even these blips became a squelch, like the sound an old radio makes when the dial is turned quickly across a broad range of stations. 

I then knew my ship was traveling through time, passing by the voices of my unfulfilled life’s future conversations. They were the voices of a tomorrow I would not have. Abruptly the squelching just stopped, and I thought I would have had a very long life if I had lived.

With the sounds of voices now behind me, I focused on attempting to identify my location. At first, all I could see were the stars and the blackness of space all around me.

I soon noticed, however, that I was zigzagging back and forth through space. The ship was moving in S-shaped curves like a sine wave, veering to the left, then curving back to the right. Like a sailboat moving against the wind, I went back and forth while maintaining one straightforward heading. Where was I going, I wondered.

Find out in my next posting: MY JOURNEY TO SPIRITUAL GOLGOTHA.