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I was very seriously ill. My spleen had ruptured at home and I was rushed into Yeovil Hospital. I was being made ready for surgery. I kept going in and out of a coma. During this time I could see myself lying there. I felt at ease. After a short minute, a very bright light appeared. It was getting brighter and brighter all the time. Then I saw the figure of a man.

The man was tall, with the brightest blue eyes, a strong jaw, and a very neatly trimmed beard with long and tidy hair. He held his arms out and the sleeves met with the bottom of his tunic of amber. I could see it was our Lord. He said to me I could travel on or I could go back. It was my choice. Bless you my child he said, "Only you can make this decision.” Things have been very hard for you over these past years. You have had so much to bear, more than many. He came toward me and put his hands on my forehead, and then bent and kissed my forehead. He asked, "Which way are you going?" I replied, “I have to go back. My work is not finished down there. My youngest daughter still needs my help and my son is so confused and muddled at the moment he still needs my help. I have not spent enough time with Mike my husband. We have only been together for three years.” “Bless you my child then we will go back.” With this he just began to fade away. The light was gone and so too was my image.

The next thing I remember was waking up to find my family at my bedside and I’m on a respirator, which was breathing for me. It didn’t take too long for me to recover after this and I was taken upstairs to an ordinary ward. Several days later I was discharged. While I was on the breathing machine my youngest daughter gave me a refrigerator magnet and it was the exact image of my vision of Christ. I have it now on the wall above my bed.

Last Updated ( Monday, 27 March 2006 08:25 )

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