90 minutes in heaven Week 10 Day 3

This is a book worth reading, 90 Minutes in Heaven, by Don Piper. It was an easy 1 1/2 hour read and a very moving account of a man's death and life afterwards. He also went through a period of dependence and injury, which  I could relate to. After reading what he went through I felt like a whiney baby. Rating A

When I was a nurse in intensive care I had about three experiences like the one in the story, which all had a profound impact on my faith. I was with a number of people when they departed this earth. More than one told me about their visions before they died. Most described beautiful music. Most thought everyone could hear it. Some talked to their relatives or described the beauty of the scenes and the peace.  One lady had been getting better every day and I was sure she would be going to a regular hospital room soon. Since she was better, I helped her go to the shower and then I blew her hair dried and styled it for her. She told me she was not going to be there when I came back the next day. I told her that was ridciulous cause she was doing so much better. She told me her deceased husband had come to her and told her she would be joining him soon. I told her maybe soon meant 10 years in heaven time. Anyway we finished her beauty treatments and I tucked her in. When I came back the next day, she had passed away in her sleep. 

One time I was working with a lady who was on a ventilator and had not been conscious for over a month. Her daughter came every day and sat with her for an hour or so. One night, after her daughter left at 9, I went back in at 10 to change her position and she was awake. She became very agitated to tell me something. She wanted to write something. Because of the ventilator she could not talk. I found a paper and pencil. She wrote her daughters name. I told her her daughter had just left. She wrote, Come Back. and she was very insistent. I called her daughter, who lived some distance away and had just walked in the door, and told her the good news about her mother waking up and that she wanted her to come back. The daughter was happy to hear about her about her mom, but understandably  tired. She asked if there was anything wrong. I said no, her vital signs were great and this seemed to be an improvement, of course. She said she would come first thing in the morning. I relayed this to the lady, who pounded on the paper..now! I told her daughter I didn't understand it, but this is what her mother said. She sighed deeply and said she would come back. She arrived about 45 minutes later, sat at her mother's bedside to talk to her. Her mother smiled with joy, cried, held her hand and died. 

I'm sure there is a logical explanation. After all when we did dissections in anatomy class we never saw the soul.