I received the following email a few days ago. I don't know the writer or if others have received the same correspondence. The woman's name will not be revealed at this time, so I refer to her as 'E.'
"Hi. I writing to you because I believe that you can understand what I experienced. My accident occurred in 2016. I was driving an older car near my home one early morning. For some unknown reason, I lost control of the vehicle, and veered off the road, repeatedly rolling down a sloping embankment. I was being shaken around badly. I remember feeling like I was flying and that I didn't land or descend. Instead, I continued flying.
Then I suddenly stopped flying and I was being gently pulled upward. I realized at that point that something was happening and I was not dreaming. I peered at the tops of the pine trees and the area between me, the grass, and the area around me. I was able to see better than with my glasses. When I gazed up at the sky in front of me and noticed that everything was in clear focus. Then I felt the chilly Spring air on my skin and the morning Sun's warmth. I then looked down at the ground. My head was partially out of the broken driver's side window. I looked down at my upside-down car with my body angled, lying on the inside of the car roof.
That is when I realized that my astral body had separated from my physical form. Then I witnessed a vortex or a gap in the sky, that was filled with clouds and pink-colored plasma-like light. Stars were present inside the hole and the shape of a Galaxy revolving around. Then a bright white light started to expand from the Galaxy.
I've always known that God exists. When I was younger I would ask God how big the universe is just before going to sleep. I felt the sensation of traveling great distances and realized that the cosmos was boundless. I had strong cognitive skills and was a science and mathematics prodigy. By the age of six, I could work out difficult equations and before I could speak I had prophetic dreams. I had a dream about my family dying when I was eight. I told them that in my dream they would perish in an accident but they ignored me. I wanted to believe the grown-ups in my life when they said it was all a dream because I did not want my parents to pass away. I was horrified by the accident of their plane. Mentally, emotionally, and spiritually I believed it was terrible of God to send me dreams like that, knowing that I had no influence over the results. To make matters worse I was no longer able to discern reality with such clarity, so I pleaded with him to stop. It caused me to lose sight of God and my relationship with him. I started doing drugs, having wild parties, and doing harm to both myself and others.
Getting back to my accident, I was shown a review of my life from God's perspective. I was neither religiously raised nor baptized. All of my sorrows and faults were presented to me. Then I was shown something that couldn't explain. I could be mistaken but it seemed to be what others refer to as Christ. It wasn't the Christ that we typically see in the artwork. I could hardly fathom the degree of compassion this being possessed in the dazzling light. It was so pure and benevolent. I wasn't even able to comprehend the incredible love until it touched me. I couldn't understand at the time that this being was more than what it seemed to be.
Then I began to pose questions like a young child would. I was encouraged to ask whatever I wished. For some unknown reason, I was curious about otherworldly life and what existed in the cosmos. I asked if aliens, UFOs, extraterrestrial life, parallel universes, and all of the above truly existed. I then heard a quiet expression of enjoyment and it seemed like someone patted me on the shoulder. Then it seemed like I accelerated through time and space.
I then realized that I had to go back. I received a message that I needed to accept full responsibility for my life's actions. I hurriedly put myself together as best I could and traveled back through the light. I needed to return to my body vessel as soon as possible. I was aware that Christ would be there for me from that time forward.
I then opened my eyes. I was still alive. My body disagreed with my spirit which knew everything was okay. I'm aware that my body believed it would die multiple times, but my spirit didn't agree. I felt warmth throughout my entire body. I was stabilized and kept in my body. I was transported to Minneapolis so that an innovative groundbreaking surgery would set the standard for a new kind of bone-rebuilding process. I was hospitalized for 5 weeks before being discharged to a nursing home where I would be rehabilitated for 6 months. 9 months later I was able to start walking, but I needed many years of mental and physical healing and change.
Today, in April 2024, I am totally transformed. I still don't remember what this Christ being told me but I know that the information is still with me. I was compelled to contact you. I was told that you would understand. Please tell the world." E
NOTE: The email that I received from 'E' was titled, "I Believe That I Met Christ." So, that is the title of this post. I've received several near-death and out-of-body experiences previously, but nothing quite like this. I'm hoping that this person will contact me. Lon
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