I heard about a person who died and had a conversation with God.
This person coded twice while in the process of a quadruple bi-pass surgery.
This person said that they had an out of body experience and actually had a conversation with God.
I was told that when God spoke to him, he told the man 2 things...
...the first being, that he was not with him.
... the other thing God said to the man, was that no one listened to him anymore.
For the life of me, I'm not sure which part was sadder. Usually, I can write and relay a story. But, for the life of me I can't feel anything but convicted by this.
I try to wrap my head around this thinking and weighing which one would be worse to hear. Obviously if this story has made it's way to me, then I was suppose to hear it.
What if... if that person was me? If I actually stood before God... and he looked at me and said that? Is it my heart? or my actions? or my life? my thoughts? what would stop me?
...what is stopping me?
The second part troubles me too. No one listens to him. ... No one. No one?
God the maker of life. The author everything... The king of kings....
...Creator of heaven and earth and no one... no one listens?
God... who sent Christ to die for us... forgave us of everything... set us as his crown jewel of his masterpiece and no one?
No one?
Maybe it's not, no one. ... but i know when it's me.
a two minute conversation...and it rocked me to my core. and I'm left asking, saying, begging... tell me, I'm listening. You have my attention.
