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like a rectangular room. There was stand that something important
no ceiling above, just a space, like In considering any given was about to happen. At a mo-
looking at a beautiful sky, and at word or action that I ment when I was asking another
the sides were walls of light. I was question, my father, who had
immersed in light, which had its expressed or committed, been deceased for many years,
own borders. God let me recognize the appeared. He came and stood at
For lack of adequate words, I pain that I cause my my left side, while at my right, like
call it all a room. It was a kind of a neighbor - and I under- a pillar of light, stood my guard-
foyer. I was aware of my presence ian angel (at that point I still didn’t
know its name). My father seemed
as a living being with arms, legs, stood the burden of my to put his arm around my shoulder
and so on. It’s hard to describe sin, and how much it and said: “Why do you ask? Don’t
what I saw since there is noth- hurt Jesus. It was a ask about anything, since you al-
ing on earth in comparison. Not
even the light could be compared horrifying pain! ready know everything”.
to earthly light. I was bathed in a The Judgement
light that was Love. At some point I had met on earth, but most of
the room began to lengthen and them were people whom I didn’t I then had a vision of my en-
grow. At the end of the room I saw know. I also saw people who were tire life. The good and the bad,
something like a cathedral; colors, more or less middle-aged. But my thoughts, my words, and my
music, and beautiful lights began when I asked them the question actions were all written down
to appear. The cathedral looked they didn’t respond so I under- as though on the hard disc of a
gothic but was made of glass, stood that I wasn’t to ask them computer. It was as though the
crystal, and light. It was something about anything. It wasn’t the right Lord God had pushed a button
wonderful! I knew that I wanted to time. It was given to me to under- and projected my life onto a wide
go there — it was heaven. It was film screen.Through the eyes of
what in the Bible is called the New my soul I saw all the good and
Jerusalem (“God’s temple in heav- bad things that I had done in my
en was opened...” Revelation 11: life — my entire life, from birth
19). I saw the entry to the tem- to the present moment — as
ple and felt a great desire to well as the good and evil that
enter but I had to wait, since I had experienced. When I
people dressed in beauti- found myself in that light,
ful robes — white and passages from the Holy
various shades of pastel Scriptures came to me
(pink, green, and blue) which applied to the
— started to gather situation I found myself
in. When the light ap-
around me. Like the peared, I immediately
pure white, each of
the colors had a sym- thought: “I am the
bolic meaning. light of the world.
Whoever follows me
It was indescrib- will never walk in
able. People stood in darkness” (John 8:
long vestments with 12). There were also
their hands folded. verses about love.
They saw me, but it Light and love, this
was as though they was God Himself. I
paid me no attention. knew that I was alive,
I was one of them, thanks precisely to that
but I wasn’t the most light. I understood that
important. So I asked: the amount of life I have
“What’s going to happen in me depends on the de-
here that all of you have gree to which I unite my-
come and we are here?” self to that light. As well, I
Nobody responded, so I tried am part of that light, as one of
to ask again. One thing seemed God’s creations. I began to un-
strange: among all these people derstand what the soul is, as well
I recognized the dead of my fam- as how God had created my soul
ily and friends; and people whom and body, and then had given me u
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