A Vision of Heaven
I have often marveled at the words people utter just as they die. It has always been my belief that they are very important words, both for those speaking them and for those of us who are listening.
For years, these words were dismissed as nonsense, hallucinations or the result of medication and disease. Thirty-plus years of experience at the bedside of dying patients tell me otherwise.
In Acts 7:56, just before his death, St. Stephen was heard to say, “Look, I see an opening in the sky and the Son of Man standing at God’s right hand.” As he was being stoned to death, Stephen was heard praying, “Lord Jesus, receive my spirit.” He knew to whom he was going.
In Glimpses of Heaven, I wrote about Mark, who sat up under his own strength moments before his death and said, “There it is. I can see it; it’s beautiful.” What was Mark looking at?
And then there is the story of Louis; when he was about to die, the nurse said to him, “God is making your place in heaven now; you will see a glimpse of it just before you go in.” To which Louis answered with a smile, “I can already see a little bit of it,” as he lay down his head and died. What did Louis see just before he died?
When Steve Jobs died late last year, he left a legacy of unmatched brilliance to the world. According to his sister, who was with him at the end, he looked slowly around the room at her, his children and his life partner. Then, looking past all of them, just as he took his last breath, he was heard to say, “Oh wow. Oh wow. Oh wow.” What did God allow Steve Jobs to see as he welcomed him home? Here was a brilliant man who had created so much in his life—and even at the moment of his death, God was still surprising him.
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Trudy Harris, RN, is the author of the popular Glimpses of Heaven and More Glimpses of Heaven. Although now retired, she was a hospice nurse and president of Jacksonville's Hospice Foundation for Caring where she raised more than $45 million in capital contributions. You can find her on Facebook!


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My mother died in August 2009 at the age of 79. She had not been ill except for one day. I was home with her and watched the color leave her beautiful black eyes. But she was no longer with me. She was at that grand reunion in Heaven with Jesus and the family. My mother was a wonderful person and a gardener. She loved the outdoors. The other night I dreamed she was working in a beautiful garden with a little dog lying in the sunshine with her. She looked young and healthy the way she had when I was a little girl. I imagine the dog was her dog "Ring" that she had often talked about - a little dog who was her companion when she went fishing as a child. It was a wonderful dream and I know that I will see her again when I go to be with my Savior.
I worked as a chaplain in a hospital and experienced patients who saw loved ones that had already crossed over. I don't believe that anyone ever dies alone. There is always someone that comes through for them. With my father, it was his mother, who had died when he was four. Before he passed, he said, "Momma" and I knew that she had come for him.
Trudy,
I totally agree there is life after life. We lost our child after an eight year battle with a legion on his brain. In this time our spiritual beliefs grew. I recently published a book on Amazon Kindle detailing my own experiences with this subject as well as my walk with God and supernatural events in my life. The book is titled Chris's Crosses and is receiving very good reviews.
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