God-Spotting: Episode 3

Disclaimer: the rules of engagement are:
1) I heard the story first-hand from the person who experienced it.
2) I trust this person. I am sure they are telling the truth.
3) In fact, this person might even be me.
4) I'll respect the person and keep their identity a secret.
5) I leave it to the reader to decide if they believe in a God who...

I was with a client. We were discussing a dog in its final days who was in great pain. I had just said that my brother would be putting the poor thing out of its misery soon.

She looked at me pensively and said, "You know, Pilgrim, the dog might not be in as much pain as you think."

"What makes you say that, friend?" I asked.

She said, "I was once on the operating table and had lost a lot a blood. At one point, the pain went away entirely."

"And," she went on to say quietly, " I saw myself on the table from above it."

I had been listening. Now I was listening intently.

"Tell me more."

She said, "There was no pain at all, and I had an incredible peace. There was a white door. But I couldn't go through it because I had a 4-yr old girl who needed me."

She shared a bit more, but these were the things that stuck with me.

And one other thing.

She reiterated something several times during the course of the conversation.

"I'm not afraid of dying. I'm not afraid one bit. I know what awaits me, and it's wonderful."