To Heaven and Back by Mary C. Neal M.D

To Heaven and Back by Mary C. Neal M.D

Author:Mary C. Neal, M.D.
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9780984819218
Publisher: The Doubleday Religious Publishing Group
Published: 2012-06-05T05:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER 18

THE PATIENT CARE UNIT

“This is the day the Lord has made;

Let us rejoice

And Be glad in it.”

—Psalm 118:24 (NIV)

When my health allowed for it, I was transferred to the patient care unit (PCU). When I first arrived, I still had no pain to speak of and still felt wrapped in the cloak of God. I actually felt blissful. When people entered my room for the first time, they would literally take a step backward and with a look of surprise on their faces ask, “What is going on in here?” They would go on to describe a feeling of physical power and presence in the room. The first time someone noted this, I sort of ignored it. When it occurred again and again, and with a variety of different people, I began to believe that they were feeling the almost palpable energy in my room. I should not have been surprised that they could feel God’s presence—I could certainly feel it.

It had been a couple of weeks since my accident, but I was still spending most of each day in pensive contemplation, trying to make sense of all that had happened. I believed that all things work together for good and I began to contemplate the possible reasons for this accident. Before I knew it, I was once again sitting in a beautiful, sun-drenched field with an angel. The brilliance and intensity of the surrounding beauty and the purity of the angel’s radiant love were simultaneously overwhelming and rejuvenating.

We spoke for what seemed like many hours, and I never wanted to leave. We talked about the specifics of my accident and I was given more information regarding many of the reasons I was returned to earth. Later in this book, I will tell you about several of these directives, including the protection of my husband’s health, being a rock of support for my family and community after the death of my son, helping others find their way back to God, and sharing my story and experiences.

When our conversation was over and it was time for me to return, the angel kissed me on my forehead and bade me farewell. I knew it would be our last conversation and with that kiss, much of what had been told to me seemed to be placed beneath a veil. I sensed that I could later choose to lift the veil and recall all of the words said to me if I really wanted to, but I also knew that I was expected to let them remain veiled.

With my transfer to the PCU came the added joy of being allowed visitors. I looked forward to my children’s first visit and ached with a longing to hold each of them tightly and reassuringly. When they arrived, my three older kids were reluctant to approach me and my youngest stayed as far away from my bed as was possible. I imagine that I must have been frightening to see, and perhaps unrecognizable with all of the various tubes and machinery attached to my body, but their hesitation was heartbreaking.



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