A soul is difficult, especially what's meant by it because some consider separate to the mind, even if fundamentally linked. I definitely see it as something rather foreign and wholly divorced from a usual conception of things, though. Like our bodies almost trap what really makes us us.
Blessings in an abundance of the faith. I salute you. 😘🙏Grace and peace be unto you and to this place. God bless you. 🤍🤍🤍🌈🌈🤍🤍🤍. Thank you. Will you believe and receive Jesus Christ as your Lord and personal saviour??? I do. 🤍
I want to go out and buy this book today! Peggy Rowe is an extraordinary lady, and Mike Rowe is her extraordinary son! I am crying and thinking about my beloved mother, who passed away in 2006!😢
I love the expression. The past few months have been a sort of period of personal enlightenment of sorts. I was shocked to have an innate understanding of what people see during an NDE. I never studied them. I haven’t even experienced an NDE myself. But elements of each one I have heard about seem familiar to me in some way I cannot explain. I love how Dr. Neal describes Christ in this video. The “other side” as I know and understand it, is NOT to be understood in the way we understand what we see in this physical world. Everything in “the oneness” has its own unique signature vibration. The best way I can explain it goes like this: Imagine your soul is made up of a unique combination of negative and positive spiritual particles. Everyone you have touched in life will have a spiritual signature comprised of opposite charges having been on the opposite side of their experience with you. And quite simply, that’s how we locate each other in “the oneness” of the afterlife. What’s even more remarkable is that when you are able to see it for what it truly is, we are finally able to understand both the simplicity and-contrastly-the gargantuan complexity of the interconnectedness of all things and all people. The beauty of that is overwhelming. What Dr. Neal is explaining is Christs vibration. His unique signature. No one has a face or a body there per se… We are identified by something far more personal. The spiritual signature… Hopefully this makes sense to anyone curious enough to read it…
I've heard different versions of Clark's coming across Jose. Hindsight is 20/20 and you never know what goes through the mind in such a tragic situation. My only question is if Jose was in communication with Vera on the walkie-talkie, why didn't Brian tell Jose to relay to Vera that he made it down (that the floor was indeed passable) and that the folks who decided to go up should try to make their way down too?
From the NYT: "We didn't encounter anybody until the 68th floor. We are now in fresh air, lights on, normal conditions. And on the 68th floor we came across JosÀe Marrero [Euro Brokers employee who dies]. JosÀe had taken some of our people down into the 40's and 30's, other witnesses have told me later. And I said, ``Jose, where are you going?'' He was alone, carrying his walkie-talkie. He said, ``I'm going up to help Dave Vera, I can hear him on the walkie-talkie.'' I said, ``I'm getting this man from Fuji Bank out (Stanley was all cut and bruised.) Dave's a big boy. He'll fend for himself. Come on down with us.'' He said, ``No, no, I can help him. I'll be O.K.'' I said, ``Well, all right.'' Of course, we didn't know what was about to happen."
Brian didn't know the towers were gonna collapse, him and Stanley both tried calling home on the 31st floor and called 911 for help for an injured man, Brian even told Stanley to slow down when going down the stairs. He didn't know in the fullness of time the towers were gonna collapse.
I am sure that, someday, we will meet again and we will be together with them. They will be waiting for us there. All animals are God's creation. I dreamed of the dog that died, it was playing with many animals, in a field, it had friends and it was happy. He was playing with a bear and was happy that he had many friends. Then I dreamed that my parents (who died a long time ago) came and took him with them. They told me: From now on we will take care of him.
I grew up a Christian. As did my parents. When my mom got sick she would ask me why is "he" doing this to me and be sorrowfull. Why, she would ask is he treating me like Jobe. Then my father died and she asked me this again. And she got sicker. And she asked me this again. And the day I gave up on the lord was the day I found her dead on the couch, grasping her bible instead of a phone.
