Computer fail

My computer's hard drive crashed and I've been dealing with a borrowed laptop.  I hate laptops.  I'm a senior citizen and I just find that laptops are too small, and I don't like using them.  So I haven't been posting or writing the last few days.  I'll be back regularly as soon as I can get my own desktop fixed.

This kind of serves as a rant and as an explanation.  

Have a better day than my desktop.

Quick notes on comments and the end of the world

It's been a while and I just wanted to comment on two things.

1) Comments - I just saw two comments that were awaiting moderation/review before being posted.  They'd been there a week, and I just saw them and allowed them to be posted.  Sorry for the delay commenters.

2)  If you are interested, here's some information I found on the Mayan end of the world predictions:

A stone found in Guatemala carved by the Mayas some 1,300 years ago states that the ancient civilization's 13th "baktun" period - each of which lasts some 400 years - will end on Dec. 21, the second historical reference found regarding the ancient civilization's pending calendar change.

The find was announced this past week by Guatemalan and U.S. archaeologists who explained that they uncovered the stone last April at a dig being worked by students from Guatemala's Universidad Del Valle, Tulane and the University of Texas.

U.S. archaeologist David Stuart, one of the experts who announced the find, said that the carved steps on which the stone was found contains the longest Mayan text discovered to date in Guatemala.

This is the second reference ever found regarding the change in the Maya calendar. The other was uncovered at a site called Tortuguero in Mexico's Tabasco state, he said.

Who to believe?

I ask who to believe and here are my reasons for asking. All religions or cults tell us that God is a good God. I believe that. Now this is why I’m asking the question. Catholics claim that if you die without confessing your sins you go straight to hell and this doesn’t make sense to me

First of all, nowhere can I find that says that God judges everyone individually upon death and this is what the Catholics want you to believe.  If He did judge everyone individually then why should He do it again at the end of the world?

Thoughts on UFOs

Every once in a while you hear about UFO sightings and how fast they can make a turn in the opposite direction  that they were heading. According to those who have seen them and reported how fast they can turn and disappear, there are no humans that could withstand the G forces, that would affect the body of a human being. 

Now I’m going into the science fiction land. We have heard of spirits manifesting as humans.  We have heard about bad spirits throwing things around and making all kinds of racket, like banging on walls open doors, slamming doors, turingn on lights or a radio or stove.

Could it be that these UFO’S actually have spirits operating them? Also could there be spirits in some kind of body living on another planet? In this world today, everything is possible because we don’t know what the good Lord has done with the other planets. He must have had plans for them. The Sun and the moon I can see what they are used for, but for the balance of them, I don’t know. If we survive the after life after judgement day, some of us might find out. And if you have been following and reading on my Ghost blog you will know what I mean by my previous sentence.

Well this is as far as I can go in this science fiction land. 

                    

Have a good day and may God bless you all.

The night I died and came back

This post is entirely truthful as I remember it.  On April 30th,  I was sitting at home thinking of what I should write about.  Since I had just finished writing about how God works in mysterious ways, I didn't want to write another one on a similar subject but what hat happened to me next has changed my mind.

I was sitting at my computer that night, when all of a sudden I got a sharp pain in my chest and pain on each side of my body .  Luckily, my son noticed that something was wrong because I started choking.  He called for an ambulance. When the paramedic came they strapped me on a stretcher and took me off to the emergency room.

Once at the emergency they checked me over then moved me to a room.  After settling down and waiting for whatever was going to happen next, I could not remember if I had brought my heart pills with me but I saw one of the nurses bend down and put something in a basket that is under the bed to keep the patients personal items in. That's where they keep stuff until they determine where the patient is going to be for the duration of  their stay. I got off the bed and tried to get to the basket and that’s where it all began.

All of a sudden I ran out of breath and it did not matter what I did there was no way that I could get any oxygen in me.  It was as if I was sucking in oxygen but none was coming in. Then I started to choke for lack of breathing.  I swear I could see myself more or less fading away from the room and my body fighting for air.  Then I started to hit anything that was in my way to attract attention and that was the last thing I remembered until later on - at least consciously. I had an unearthly trip which I will explain a bit later.

According to witnesses and relatives, my body was convulsing so much that the doctors were giving me all kinds of needles to kill the pain that they thought that I could feel. Also the doctor was telling them each step I was going through before the final step of dying.

Once the doctor said that I was dead but then I started to move again. I was told later on that I was given a 5% chance of surviving the night. They even brought in a priest to read me my last rites.  I think that when the doctor said that I was dead. I still had a heart beat apparently but the doctors and my family were prepared for something to happen very shortly.  Meanwhile, what I do remember, is that my soul decided to go on a little trip. 

I don’t remember anything about how I got there wherever 'there' was, but I know that I ended up at the bottom of a hill and about half way up, there was a building surrounded by a big fence.  The fence was black with two big gates and there were trees but they were weird looking; they had no bark on them and the branches were smooth looking and the color of these trees was like a dirty grey.  I could sense so much danger at this place that I actually ran for the gate and knocked and knocked but no one answered it.

The next thing I knew was waking up.  Apparently it scared the hell out of a few people. I was supposed to be dead (or dying) and I sat right up in bed.  While I was on my unwanted trip, that was when the local priest had been giving me last rites of the church.  To my way of thinking, he is the one that saved me from going inside those gates. I really believe that if I would have been able to go in those gates, I would never have been back.  I'm quite sure that was hell that I was heading for and I thank the powers that be for protecting me. 

The doctors told me that my body had shut down including both my kidneys and lungs as well as my weak heart. And according to a lengthy search someone did for me on the internet there was only one other person that had her body had shut down like mine and she came back alive.  But she died two days later.  The doctors are mystified as to why my body started working again. 

Tomorrow I have a meeting with the priest that gave me the last rites and I will tell him what I have seen and see if he can shed some light on what it could have been according to his belief.

I would not wish this on my worst enemy.  It was truly vivid and very real.  It made me think about things I could have done and should do differently.  I have no wish to re-live that experience (so to speak).    If you have things in your life you shouldn't be proud of, change them.  You never know when it might be too late.  Think about making peace with loved ones every day.  Think about doing things the right way, always.  I'm quite sure another place to go after death would be a lot more comforting and welcoming.

As I said, this is not a story, it really happened to me.  I'm still weak and not fully recovered.  But I do want to take advantage of the chance I have been given as much as I can for as much time I've been given. My advice to anyone is to do the same.

Mysterious Ways

[NOTE: This post was written several weeks ago by Bob.  He is still recovering from his recent heart problems, and this post is being posted on his behalf]

God works in mysterious ways. This sentence is said plenty of times especially when some one escaped what could of been a fatal accident.

The reason I’m writing about this, is because of a little incident that happen to me while going down to the basement this morning.

NOTE on Bob

Bob has recently suffered a serious heart attack and also near fatal kidney failure.  For a while, it didn't look as if he would make it.  Last week Bob was rushed to the local hospital and was not expected to survive.   His heart has been problematic of late - it's not his first heart attack in the last year.  I'm sure the smoking doesn't help.  His lungs were also not functioning properly and he was having considerable problems breathing.  His kidneys had begun to shut down. Miraculously, out of nowhere, Bob regained consciousness after having gone so far as being read his last rites.  In fact in a matter of a few days he has recovered to the point that he is almost his curmudgeonly self.

He is still in the hospital undergoing tests, and he's not yet ready to go home. Not after an incident like that.  He asked me to post a note to his blogs to explain his absence and to let his readers know that he will be back posting as soon as possible.  In fact he has a backlog of material written that needs polishing but is almost ready to go.

Our prayers are with him that he will back here soon, posting again, no doubt with a fresh perspective on life after death.  Please feel free to post him your wishes and prayers in the comments as well.

Thanks.

Dean L, on behalf of Bob J.