User blog comment:Svenny D./What do you WANT from me/@comment-5102745-20120225014603

When I was around the mere age of 5, I had a drowning accident. I slipped on a puddle ( while eating a hot dog ) and hit my head on the concrete. I was, at the bottom of the pool, my whole body turning blue, and I thought to myself, " This is it. " No lifeguard bothered to get off their butts and come rescue me. Then, this nice Indian stranger swooped in and saved the day. ( turns out he was a doctor ) I was pronounced dead, for about 15 minutes. I was also pronounced to be in a medically-indused coma. I do remember, call me crazy, visiting the Kingdom of Heaven! Amen! I remember, walking, with a man dressed in white robes, in sandals. I remember a bright light, also. Then, when I looked to my left and up, I saw a human figure, yet bigger. But a glare had hid his face.... but I realized then and there who it was. I was too young to walk the path... Then, I woke up! I was in the hospital room, eating liquid chicken through a tube, watching Barnie. A few days later, I left the hospital in a red wagon, with my mother. I thought, I had been dead. But it turns out that God saved me in the end. You are all in my prayers, especially you, Sven, at the moment.