Where do we go when we die?
Working in healthcare and I have had the privilege of being on both sides of the bed, so to speak. I absolutely believe in God and as such, I have been carrying out my own ‘observation trials’ if you will as to what other medical professionals and people in general thought about God and life after death.
So from time to time, I will ask other nurses and doctors what are their thoughts on life, death, and God.
Many years earlier when I was pretty young I became very ill and had a few meetings with the Divine being, and even though I had always believed in God, during my time of peril God found me and let me know without a shadow of a doubt that He existed.
Ever since that time, while attending to patients I sometimes feel ‘led’ to open a conversation with them about their beliefs and I pray with or for them and sometimes I share my healing.
This day I was working with an older doctor who had an excellent bedside manner. I really loved working with him. He is one of those doctors that will check on his patients’ intermittently throughout their stay.
According to him, on a particular day he while working in Emergency medicine, he had a female patient of approximately 65+/- years. She was complaining about some non-specific abdominal pain. He noted that she was fairly healthy for her age with no other co-morbidities (no pre-existing health problems). So the blood tests were done, cardiac monitoring was continuous and he decided to check in on her as was his practice.
He was standing at the patient’s bedside talking to her, all vital signs normal when she looked off into the direction of the doorway with a puzzled look on her face and asked, “are they coming for me or are they coming for you?’.
He stated he did not have time to answer her question as the next moment she had a look of sheer terror on her face as she exclaimed, “no they’re coming for me!” The next instant, that patient went into cardiac arrest and all efforts were made to save her but she never regained consciousness and subsequently died soon thereafter.
He told me he will never forget the look of sheer paralyzing terror on that woman’s face and that ‘whatever’ came for her and wherever she went he did not want to go. That moment, he said has stayed with him all these years and has served as a reminder to always try to be a better human being.
For those that believe in Jesus, What are your thoughts on this doctor’s experience? Please feel free to comment and share your own.