Don't be afraid of it!

It was in the middle of the day and the second vision I've ever had. I was at the top of this hill where I am from and I can see the trees all around me. A huge bubble appears and I see the colors mixing and rotating around its outer fragile shell. Just like the bubbles we used to blow when we were kids. All of a sudden I am drawn up into it, feet first until I am fully encapsulated. I see nothing except what I would describe light to be, and I feel something like I've never felt before, penetrating my whole being. Words cannot describe that wonderful feeling, nor have I ever felt like that again. I can only imagine the source to be Godly and I am not afraid.

In experiencing that you would think that when the day finally arrives I shall be ready?
Well, not exactly. I've become extremely wishy washy in my thinking nowadays, but the truth be told, it's a pretty scary thought. Death. What REALLY is going to happen?

The fact of the matter is, we were born to die. It's inevitable for us all. Our bodies are ever decaying even after death. From the beginning of time from the first man unto the last, this will always happen. Yet it seems we have never quite learned how to deal with death. Is it because of our own selfish reasons? Our self-attachment to the person who has died? Our faithlessness? I've tried to read up on it a bit and still come to the same conclusion as, I'm just not sure what's going to happen. The fact remains, do we really know? We all certainly will find out one day.

1. We're all going to die but I think it's the way I'm going to die bothers me. Of course we all want to go fast and in our sleep but it hardly happens that way. Why am I so afraid to die? Is it because I'm getting older and the end seems nearer? Is it because the last 4 people that died in my immediate family died a horrible death? I always wonder what the crossover is going to be like. Will we know? Will we feel any pain? Will we really see the light? Will we be bludgeoned to the bowels of hell? Will God meet us at the gate? Will we, will we, will we? There's only so many things that can happen, really.

2. One goes gloriously to heaven. Or horribly to hell. There is nothing after death or our spirits just float about. I think it would be torture to know when one is dead and still be able to see the living but not communicate. To see the livings pain and suffering or how well their getting on without us!

3. To top that all off, what if there really is reincarnation? Whoa! I think of my family that has gone before me, some quickly, some not so. But I know they got through it somehow. And I too at the end of my day will get through it, and I shall know just like the ones before me. So, in saying this, I shall hope that God meets me at the gate and I once again shall see my family and my friends. That's how I want it to end.