Third Person Narratives

The Hem of A White Garment

This narrative is submitted by on behalf of my mother-in-law.

At the age of 21, I needed oral surgey and so I was in the dentist's office. The dentist gave me some kind of sedation, "laughing gas," before starting the oral surgery. After I was given the laughing gas I found myself in a loving light, so very bright. It felt wonderful. Before me stood a figure, who I knew at the time was Jesus. He was wearing white robes. He told me that I had a choice, that I could either come with him or stay on earth. He told me this without words. I knew that if I touched the hem of his white garment that I would be going with him--and if I didn't touch the garment, I could stay. It was my choice. I had a child at the time and I wanted to stay.

Next thing I knew I was awake in the dentist's office. I never told many people about this for fear that they'd think I was crazy.

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