People from all walks of life describe their experiential encounters with Jesus.

 

Nellie Christian
BinsMom1@aol.com
Puget Sound, Washington, U.S.A.

Nellie Christian was born in El Paso, Texas, and lived in various places in Texas and New Mexico until she was 28. Then she spent 17 years in Rhode Island. In 1990, she and her 6 children drove across country to the Western part of Washington State, along with 7 cats and a tank of angel fish. She presently lives near Puget Sound in Washington, with her two youngest children, 7 cats, 5 dogs (including a little Yorkie that lets her know if her blood sugar is too low), 4 Nigerian Dwarf goats, chickens, turkeys, ducks, geese, guinea fowl, and 1 guinea pig. She got her Bachelor's and Master's degrees in Psychology and used her education with her children and to help other children in various scouting and religious activities.

 

"In Heaven With My Loved Ones & Jesus"
Received Tuesday, April 24, 2001

Back when I was in my twenties (going on 30 years ago) I desired to have children. However, I had had four miscarriages and had been told by doctors that it was unlikely I would ever carry a pregnancy to term. I prayed many times about this. I was considering adoption. At that time I was going through various medical tests. Some of them were blood tests and when I went to the laboratory, I got an inexperienced young lady to draw my blood. She kept having problems getting the vein right. Finally, the stress made my blood pressure drop and I passed out. I found myself in heaven with my deceased loved ones and Jesus. Jesus told me that I would have children, but I shouldn't take them for granted, but teach them about God and treat them as special gifts from Him. I came to with a crowd of people around me, trying to revive me.

About 6 months later, I was feeling very sick and passed out again. Again I was in heaven with my loved ones and Jesus. I was told that I had just started a pregnancy and that this time I would be able to have the baby. That time when I awoke, I was draped over the hood of a car with people trying to revive me. (I guess they had picked me up off the ground and placed me on the car.)

About nine months later, I had my first son. In the recovery room, my blood pressure dropped to zero, and again I was in heaven with my loved ones and Jesus. I was told that I had to go back to raise my son and that I would have other children. Each of the three times that I saw Jesus, I had an enveloping feeling of being totally loved. It was very difficult to leave that and come back.

My son is now 28. I had 5 other children (along with other miscarriages). I thank God for His mercy and blessings.

 

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