Beautiful story. Thank you for sharing.
My mother died in my home last year after I cared for her 24/7 for three years. She was just shy of 98 years.
Three weeks before she died, she was crying and said to me, “I’m afraid I’m going to hell.”
I knew she was about to transition, and started praying for her, round the clock. I prayed for the portal to Heaven to open, but nothing happened. I prayed and prayed, no portal. (for some reason unknown to me, I physically see and feel spirits and the Light and Love of Heaven. It is beyond words.)
The next day she stopped eating. She had been only about 90 pounds so I knew the end was coming. She did not eat anything for three weeks before she passed.
One very unusual thing. Her body radiated so much heat it felt as though I was standing by a fire. This continued for the entire three weeks. I asked the Dr. and the hospice nurse, they couldn’t figure it out as she had no infection.
While I continued daily to pray for the portal to open, nothing. However I could see this liquid Light around her which I realized was generating the heat.
After two weeks of not eating, while having major bowel movements every day, she stopped drinking any fluids for the final week. The entire time I kept the morphine at a very minimal dose as she was exhibiting no signs of physical or emotional pain.
Finally after three weeks, the portal opened up and she left.
She passed about 9 PM and when the hospice nurse called at 10 PM I told her to wait until tomorrow morning to stop by, there was no need for a special trip. I have no problem with death, having died myself and returned to my physical body in 1988.
The next morning, my wife asked me to put a nice long sleeve blouse and slacks on my mother’s body before it was removed. I thought I would need to cut it down the back and lay it over her as 12 hours after death rigor mortus would be full status.
Much to my surprise there was no rigor 12 hours after death. The body was fully flexible.
I realized that with her fear, she was afraid of the bright light that shined through the portal from Heaven. Thus no matter how hard I prayed, it did not open. The liquid Light I saw around her that generated all the heat was the Holy Spirit transmuting the sins in her soul. After three weeks of being basked in the Holy Spirit, her soul was ready for the brighter Light of Heaven. Her nourishment for those three weeks was from the Holy Spirit.
It was the most remarkable death experience I have ever shared with anyone. I learned a lot. Never, ever fear death. Always choose the path of the Light and you will be far better than fine, you will be in eternal bliss.