Skip to comments.Former religious skeptic believes she talked to God during the 9 minutes she was dead
Posted on 10/27/2013 4:21:28 AM PDT by 2ndDivisionVet
An Oklahoma woman says she's a firm believer in God after meeting him during the nine minutes she died in 2009.
Crystal McVea is a 36-year-old married school teacher and mother of four who didn't quite believe in God for most of her life.
At the age of three, McVea started to be sexually abused by her drug and alcohol-addicted step father and that abuse continued by him and others until the age of 12.
Those experiences made her second guess from a young age whether or not God existed, and if he did, whether he loved her.
'I saw a lot of things that children shouldn't see,' she told WFAA. 'I always believed that God had abandoned me, that he didn't save me, that he didn't love me and I questioned if he was real.'
Then, when she was a teenager, she had an abortion. A choice she believed cemented her position as a sinner.
'After that abortion I thought, "I've done it now - if he was real, he could never love me now,"' she told The Blaze.
In December 2009, McVea was taken to the hospital to be treated for pancreatitis when she was accidentally overdosed on pain medication.
The last thing McVea remembers is being given the drugs and falling asleep. For the next nine minutes, doctors struggled to revive her as her heart stopped beating.
McVea says she was in a more peaceful place. After closing her eyes in the hospital, the next thing she remembers is waking up in heaven.
'I was standing in the most gorgeous light and instantly I recognized where I was. I knew who I was, I knew where I was...' she recalls.
In heaven, time seemed to stand still....
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Nearly everyone who dies and comes back tells almost the exact same story. Why is that, do you think?
I don’t know and I am not willing to die for 9 minutes to find out. Although I believe in God, I have a few things that need doing here before I leave.
Satan thinks he knows what he is doing. This poor little girl lived with the Devil for a decade, and he almost led her astray because of it. It must be frustrating to put that much work into destroying a soul and then lose because God puts 9 minutes into saving her.
If she died why is she still here? Since when is death a temporary condition?
Really great story. But when I arrested, I didn’t see God, my departed relatives or friends, or even “the light.” Or maybe I just don’t remember. I do recall a series of short dreams, including one where I was bicycling. In all of these dreams, my legs were moving. When I was brought back, I was told they had to use the paddles on me 7 times. That was probably what I was feeling when my legs moved.
I wish I could have seen God or my departed loved ones. Somehow I feel cheated. But I am grateful to Him for giving me a second chance.
You never heard of cardiac arrest? When you arrest, you are clinically dead.
I think that I wonder what Muslims who experience near death come back and say.
Athiest: Oh you know...of all the the things you could hallucinate about when you die with your brain shutting down and all it has to be those darn pesky angels, Heaven, and God. Why not unicorns, rainbows, and leprechauns?...
And, I am so very thankful.
She may have been brain dead, with her soul/spirit separated from her body for that time, then returned some 9 minutes later and her body revived. Medically, they could have classified her as having been dead for a short period of time.
“If she died why is she still here? Since when is death a temporary condition?”
The term is “revived”
“revived). (transitive) To return to life; to recover life. “
I believe in God and an afterlife. But I tend to not make much of these stories. I think it is an overactive imagination at work, and uses common symbols for the dying experience (heaven, pearly gates, etc for some, darkness for others).
These stories tell us more about the people involved, and not much about the existence of an afterlife.
We hear similar stories about near-death experiences because it is collectively assumed that that is what is supposed to transpire, hence people repeat what they heard in previous stories.
Compare this to alien and UFO sitings. It seems to be a commonly held belief that they have large heads, super Asian eyes and scrawny appendages. That is how we wish to see them so that is what turns into common knowledge.
Area 51 is a “black site”, that's all. You're not going to find Elvis, Amelia Earhart, Groucho Marx, JFK and Hitler there, sorry folks. Hoax-makers, make lots of money. Where is Erich Von Daineken when you need him?
I am not buying this woman's story because she has a history of mental problems or disorders. Now, take a qualified physician or rationalist, scientist. If hey tell the same story then...I'm in.
You’re exactly right. She’s also peddling a book, making money off her experience.
The market for such books & videos is lucrative, much like books and videos about the ufo phenomenon. There’s a hungry audience that is desperate to believe in both of these things.
Abed says, I was a martyr, I blew myself up killing infidels.
Muhammad says, Oh, ok, another one? Go to the right somehow and wash up, Allah is waiting for you...
Jesus said unto her, I am the resurrection, and the life: he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live: ~John 11:25
Indeed. Something is patently false if you make money from it. Oh, wait...
“Youre exactly right. Shes also peddling a book, making money off her experience.”
None of us were there, therefor, none of us would know that.
She claimed she died. Once you truly die you can not be revived.
She claimed she died. Once you truly die you can not be revived, Jesus being the exception.
My definition of dead is “as in a doornail.”
There is one conspiracy that may hold water and it is the only one I can lend some kind of credibility to and that is JFK's assassination as the act of more than one lone nut. I claim that because I have read tons of books (pro and con) since the event, 50 years ago. That one I am willing to seriously consider. All the others are money makers...actually, so is the late President's unfortunately. As we get closer to November 22nd, there will be a flurry of articles and books on that subject so get ready...
“She claimed she died. Once you truly die you can not be revived.”
See post #11, or look in a dictionary.
How do YOU define dead?
OK, I will...
And on that I have based my life.
If you have a cardiac arrest you are not dead for about 5 minutes until you suffer brain death. Brain death is the accepted modern definition of death.
“My definition of dead is as in a doornail.
Sorry, I missed this post, but it is a non-sequitur.
Doornails were never alive to begin with.
I was talking about resurrection into the here and now, not in heaven or any other plane of existence.
But doornails are not alive. That’s the point. It’s a figure of speech.
Yes. I am open to her story being true. I’m skeptical, though.
I think stuff like this is mostly the mind just doing what it does, communicating in symbols.
Really, it doesn’t matter to me. I have religious faith and not in some desperate need for proof of an afterlife.
As for JFK, I think there’s a conspiracy. But it’s on the backend, not the front end. Oswald was acting alone, but afterwards there were two investigations - the public one and the private one. Just my opinion.
I already have. Last post on this.
It’s comforting to think that those I’ve loved who have died have been greeted and welcomed with love and warmth. What upsets me most other than their absence is wondering whether it hurt, were they afraid, and I just couldn’t do anything for them.
Most of these near death experiences bring to mind the Old Testament concept of being gathered unto one’s people. It’s too comforting, though. So, I set it aside as a nice thought, maybe a merciful hallucination and leave it at that.
I’ll know when my time comes.
“Brain death is the accepted modern definition of death.”
Yes, if the brain has no blood, you are dead.
CPR, for example, sends blood to the brain, keeping it alive.
Therefore, there is no definitive time that one dies after cardiac arrest.
I am off to bed.
He was groomed to be a pro-Communist and renounce his American citizenship and lived in the USSR. Everything about him externally reeked of Pro-Cuban, Pro-Soviet and anti-Right wing American. He may have fired one shot. But internally, who was he really? Look at his record, that's where the truth is.
The point is, is that the Warren Commission Report, issued in 1964 reported what it could BASED ON THE EVIDENCE GIVEN TO IT (or should I say, spoon fed) from the CIA and Hoover's FBI so of course the report was incomplete and false.
That makes sense doesn't it?
I have no idea what happened to her, but bare belief in God will do nothing for a man’s soul. Christ is the only way to God the Father.
“Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me.” (John 14:6)
“Neither is there salvation in any other: for there is none other name under heaven given among men, whereby we must be saved.” (Hebrews 4:12)
And I know the Master and His apostles raised the dead, but He is on His throne at the right hand of God the Father and the apostles are long dead, so this verse comes to mind:
“And as it is appointed unto men once to die, but after this the judgment” (Hebrews 9:27)
My grandmother told a similar story in 1973 and she had never heard of “life after death stories.” She wasn’t making it up, for sure. She wasn’t taking strong medication either.
A sense of peace surrounded her the last few months before she died.
Oh, wait...no. He's gone.
Those are worldly plans, and they do not figure into God's plan and priorities. We must make His will paramount. His ways are not our ways. When we attempt to subjugate our will towards His, we are in conflict with Him.
Don't get me wrong: planning on playing with your grandchildren is a good thing. And God will give us the fullness of our lives in the time we have, but we must never ask that He delay His plan for ours.
I remember hearing a sermon about a pastor talking to some women, telling them that Jesus could return at anytime. Some of them said they looked forward to His return, but "not before I travel, and other things I want to do."
It was 1989, I was on a cruise that stopped in Saint Thomas, and I took the side trip to St Johns.. There weren’t many people on the beach and the snorkeling was great.. When I came up from the water, I saw a small girl flaying away on the horizon, and quickly made my way to her aid..
When I arrived she grabbed me and began to claw at me, climbing atop me.. I had all I could do to stay afloat, but managed to calm her down, but I was completely spent.. I took off my vest and got it on her, and sent her toward to beach, as I tried to recover by treading the water..
In doing so I laid back and floated on my back, but drifted further out to sea.. When I realized that I had floated far away from the beach, I almost paniced.. I have never been a strong swimmer, but being already exhausted I tried to swim back to the nearest shore, but it was near impossible to make any headway, and now the only shore was total rocks..
I realized I didn’t have the strength to make the effort and just laid back not even stroking anymore.. I began to sink, and allowed myself to just drift under the water.. The panic was totally gone and as I went deeper I accepted what apparently what was my fate..
An incredible peace overcame me as I watched the surface light grow blur as I went deeper.. I opened my mouth and breathed in the water, and choked and shortly passed out, but without any fear, just peacefully..
Suddenly, a bright light began to appear, and blurred figures became clearer, that lead me closer to the brightness.. It was amazing, I was happier than I had ever been, the tranquility was overwhelming.. My Mother was there, in her beautiful, and much younger self, and she smiled at me and lead me closer to the presence of light..
I heard my Mom ask me if I wanted to stay, and I said yes, yes, but she asked if I was through with my work back home..
My older children were beginning their lives but my boys were still young and I thought they still needed me..
Then a voice that I could never describe in any words, told me there would always be a place for me if I decided to finish my work back home.. Suddenly all of my family that had passed were all around me smiling and I turned and started to walk back, but sorry to leave..
I then coughed and I was back in the water and paddling back to the surface.. I had recovered my strength and made it back to the rocks, but couldn’t climb up the steep slimy rock faces, but a man in a white silk suit, stretched an umbrella to me and together he and I pulled myself up to the sandy shore..
When I looked up to thank him, he was gone, and nowhere in sight.. No one was even close and I was a half mile from the beach.. I laid there for what seemed like an hour, then made my way back to the beach and on to the tender back to the ship.. I was seriously burned, and spent the rest of the cruise in my cabin, covered in a cream that the doctors gave me..
I can’t describe my experience any better that this, but my entire life changed after that, I am different with a lot more peace and happier than I had ever been before.. I was never much of a religious man, and still am not but I am a believer, and nothing will ever change that.. EVER!
Your grandmother was probably stating the truth at what she experienced, not doubting her story but note what you stated: You said, (and I quote)
“A sense of peace surrounded her the last few months before she died”.
OK. She had a sense of peace in the last FEW MONTHS before she died. I do not think we are talking about a sense of impending death and calmness as if to say, maybe, she was ready to go, so she was calm and accepting.
In the stated case we are talking about the actual moment of the transition from life to death and all that has been associated with it. The actual death of the soul I think. I am not sure that this is comparable to what your late Grandma felt as you described the calmness leading up to her passing G-d rest her soul.
So you see the difference in the two stories? One, months before her passing. The other, the actual moment of passing?
The medical act of resuscitation is permitted by God.
Resurrection is a divine process that only God can do, but we can be resuscitated after we are clinically (and actually) dead. It happens thousands of times every day in hospitals all over the world.
Watch this video at about the 20 minute mark, or at least the first few minutes of this from a medical doctor (Dr. Rawlins) who also became a Christian. He explains the distinction between resurrection and resuscitation (at 21:00).
Read “To Hell and Back”(I think that was the name of the book an emergency room doctor wrote)........not everybody tells the same story they just forget the bad experience.
There is another explanation by the doctor at about 30 mins in that video.