Deathbed Visions.

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  1. padraig

    padraig Powers

    https://www.renewamerica.com/columns/abbott/210406

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    One of my favorite books in recent years is An Army in Heaven, by Kelley Jankowski, a nurse who spent over 25 years in critical care before going into hospice care.

    In my June 18, 2016 column, I published an email interview with Kelley. I wanted to do a follow-up column, so I very recently reached out to her to see if she’d be willing to share a couple of experiences that occurred after her book was published.

    Kelley’s response is published below (lightly edited by me):

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    [​IMG]After 37 years of nursing, I was finally able to retire as of late 2019, right before the COVID crisis hit. God most definitely has His own plans, and the Blessed Mother was most instrumental in letting me know it was time. But that's another story.

    One experience toward the end of my time in hospice stuck with me as my late parents were involved. My father was a physician who passed in 2011, and my mother died in 2017. One evening when I was driving into work for my third night in a row, I was feeling particularly exhausted. I remember having a mental conversation with my parents: I know you’re both in heaven having a grand old time, but your children and grandchildren need your help, and if you wouldn't mind, could you look in on those left behind once in a while?

    That night, I took care of a 91-year-old Jewish woman who had a rare form of cancer with an eroding tumor, which the surgeon explained was only 2mm away from her femoral artery. She was in our unit for pain management and on bleeding precautions, for if this tumor invaded that artery, she would bleed out very quickly.

    Her daughter, who had very little faith in the afterlife, explained to me one evening that her mother was “hallucinating” – speaking to people who’ve been gone for years. She made several attempts to correct her mother, and sometimes you could hear her arguing with her. She came to the nurses station exasperated, blaming the “hallucinations” on the morphine. I explained to her that she had received no medications in 14 hours – they were given only as needed – and the 2 mg of morphine given to her had long worn off. I tried to explain that visits from deceased relatives were a common experience of people nearing their end.

    “Even if you don’t believe in these things, these visions are very real to your mom. Maybe instead of dismissing her statements as hallucinations, why not ask her to explain what she’s seeing?”

    The daughter dismissed that idea and left for the night, and for the most part, my little lady slept. The following morning around 5:45, I went in, freshened her up, changed her brief and positioned her on her back so she could take her morning pills. I told her I’d be back in a minute and went to the med room to pull her medications. When I returned to her room she was looking over her left shoulder and speaking to someone I couldn’t see, nodding and smiling. We see this so often and it’s so commonplace that I figured she was speaking to her deceased family.

    “Here’s your morning medicine, Mrs. X….”

    She looked over at me and smiled, took the medicine cup, looked over her left shoulder again, gulped down her pills, and when she handed me the medicine cup she said, “Kelley, both your parents are here.” Immediately a rush of adrenaline hit and I broke out in goose bumps.

    “They are? Both of them?"

    “Yes sweetie, your dad is very tall – and your mom is short.”

    “Hang on a minute Mrs. X, I'll be right back.”

    I went to the nurses station and pulled my phone from the drawer and went back into her room. I kept a photo of my parents’ wedding day and pulled it up. I gave her the phone and she immediately pointed to them and said,

    "Yes! Yes, that's them!"

    Then she pointed over toward the window. Choking back a rush of emotion, I told her, “Well, they’re very good people, and they’ll watch out for you.” She touched my hand and smiled. “Yes, everything’s going to be just fine.” So I left and finished with my other patients.

    At 7 a.m. I was sitting at the nurses station giving report to the oncoming nurse when her daughter came into the unit and went into her mom's room. You could hear them talking and after a bit, her daughter came up to the desk and said, “My mom just told me that she met both your parents this morning.”

    “Yes, she did.”

    “See, I told you she was hallucinating.”

    “Did I ever tell you that both of my parents are dead? Did she tell you what they looked like”?

    She looked at me kind of wide-eyed and said, “She said your dad was tall with blue eyes and your mother was short and had a beautiful smile.”

    “She’s absolutely right – and she picked them out of a photograph. What your mom has been seeing is true. She’s not hallucinating.” I smiled up at her and she stepped back a little from the counter.

    “I just got goose pimples!” she said as she rubbed her arms with her hands. Then she walked back into her mom’s room.

    Just thought this was an amazing experience! It reinforced the truth that my parents are always there, watching over us, involved in our daily lives as good parents. And even though they're gone, they haven't forgotten their children. It was an experience I never expected – and one that will stay with me.

    The other experience didn't happen to me specifically, but to my very good friend and fellow nurse, Betty. To preface this story, she and I are both Catholic and are strong believers in the sacramentals of the Church for spiritual protection, especially holy water. She and I both kept a bottle of it in our bags for patients suffering spiritual attacks during the dying process: the agitation and restlessness, the fear seen in their faces and other tell-tale signs that a spiritual battle is going on. I can't tell you how efficacious it was in easing these situations when nothing else worked.

    There was a nurse who worked in our unit who was pretty much an atheist. I'll call her Pam. Pam worked the same days that Betty did, and they often reported off to each other as she worked only days and Betty only nights. She often scoffed at Betty's faith, telling her that her “magic water” had no more power than the water that came from the faucet.

    One night when Betty was driving to work, she received a call from Pam asking if she had her “magic water” with her. She proceeded to tell her that there was a woman on the unit who needed it. When Betty arrived, she received report from Pam, who was spooked and nervous.

    Apparently, the woman in room 12 was dying but there were things happening in the room that were unexplainable: chairs moving across the floor, lights flickering, and a terrible presence in the room. The aide came into the conference room and reported that the priest had arrived. She showed him into room 12. Betty looked at the Pam and asked her if she phoned the priest.

    “I had to do something. Things in that room were straight out of the movies!”

    When report finished, they both ran down to room 12 because they heard screaming. When they walked into the room, the woman was lying in the bed but no longer screaming. Father was reciting the Last Rite prayers. They checked the patient and she was pale, ice-cold and clammy, and her hands and lips were cyanotic. Betty asked Father if he needed anything or wanted them to stay. He shook his head no.

    After several minutes the priest returned to the nurses station, pulled Pam aside and said the patient had died. Pam was giving report to another nurse but got up and went into the room. The priest went up to Betty and asked for her chart so he could sign the form indicating that the Last Rites had been given.

    Over the patient intercom, the light went on from room 12 and a deep, guttural voice came over the intercom that screamed, “Get your hands off of her; I'm not done with her yet!”

    Pam came running up the hallway, obviously upset, shaking, looked over at Betty while grabbing her bag and said, “That's it, I'm done!” and she ran out of the unit. The priest looked at Betty, pulled his crucifix from his pocket and showed it to Betty. She said the crucifix was bent to the right and the Corpus was bent forward. Betty asked him what happened.

    “She was probably possessed. Who else but Satan would force the Lord to bow?”

    He put the crucifix back in his pocket, signed the chart and left. Betty grabbed the aide and went into the room to check the patient. Since the other nurse left so abruptly, she pronounced the patient and left the room.

    For many months after that, room 12 was left open because strange things happened in that room. The call bell would go on and off at all hours of the day and night. The door would close on its own, furniture would be rearranged; sometimes chairs would be stacked. We had a priest go in and bless the room one night when he came to see another patient. When we explained what went on in that room, he agreed to do a minor exorcism. This helped tremendously and the room was quiet. Most of us would do our best to just leave the room empty, knowing what happened when it was last occupied.

    Pam, the nurse who left so abruptly, quit that very day and never returned, not even to empty out her locker. When she was phoned about retrieving her things, she said, “Just throw them out. I will never come back there again.” Last we heard, she was working from home as a nurse with an insurance company.

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  2. padraig

    padraig Powers

  3. Carmel333

    Carmel333 Powers

    My Aunt and cousin had an experience in the hospital when my teenage cousin dove into a shallow lake and broke his neck. He had no feeling in his legs or arms when they brought him to the emergency room. While was in recovery at the hospital after surgery to try to repair it, my aunt was sitting with him praying. She said suddenly a light filled the room and a huge angel made of light hoovered over her son. This was her big conversion experience of her life even though she was Catholic and attending church she hadn't been to confession or serious about her faith since she was a child. Her son was still not awake from surgery when it happened, but later he told her that he had seen an angel with him next to the bed. He did manage to make a complete recovery and regain all of the feeling in his legs.
     
  4. Heidi

    Heidi Powers

    This is amazing! I love to hear stories like this.
     
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  5. HeavenlyHosts

    HeavenlyHosts Powers

    Total miracle
     
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  6. RoryRory

    RoryRory Perseverance

    Yes a miracle for sure. Thank you Jesus.
     
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  7. padraig

    padraig Powers

    Years and years ago I asked a Sister who worked in a hospice if she ever saw anything strange when people were dying?

    She answered me Back

    What do you mean?'

    I said like talking to family members who died years an years ago?

    She laughed at me.

    She said that is so common we don't even talk about it; it happens all the time. We expect it.
     
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  8. padraig

    padraig Powers

    I really really love all the deathbed stories:):):)

    So confirming our Catholic Faith.
     
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  9. "I Just Want to Watch How a Man Goes to Hell" -Father Charles Murr


    Very funny deathbed conversion story from Fr. Murr...
     
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  10. josephite

    josephite Powers

    Wow a wonderful story.
     
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  11. padraig

    padraig Powers

    Thank you, I love Father Murr.

    Helping out in the Hospice was one of the greatest blessings in my life. Dying is where the rubber hits the road. Talked ng to the dying is a huge, huge blessing. I remember one afternoon a lovely summer day visiting my father in the Hospice. He was sleeping so I just sat beside his bed, not wanting to wake him up, ,my head bent , eyes closed quietly praying for him.

    But when I opened my eyes I saw another patient in a bed across the ward with tears running down his cheeks looking at me.

    I have no idea why he was crying but I went across and stood talking to him a little while and left.

    Like I say, Hospices are were the rubber hits the road.
     
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  12. Mario

    Mario Powers

    How marvelous!:D:ROFLMAO:
     
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  13. Mario

    Mario Powers

    God is so good! What a marvelous experience for a 29-yr-old priest!
     
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  14. Mario

    Mario Powers

    Hospice- at that point, the destinations are very limited. The chaplain can't be clever. Pray hard, listen with a loving heart, and get to the point.

    There was a male patient who was dying- no faith in God, but a great love for his wife. I was about to speak Song of Songs 6:9...to him: My dove, my perfect one, is only one...but there was an interruption. He died that night. To this day I regret the conversation did not continue.:cry: My wife like his wife- the only one. But then Jesu! Sometimes it is what was left undone that hurts the most.:(:coffee:

    I will pray a Chaplet for him tonight.
     
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  15. padraig

    padraig Powers

    https://bigthink.com/neuropsych/near-death-experience/?utm_source=pocket-newtab-en-gb

    Can near-death experiences prove the afterlife?
    Millions of people have had a near-death experience, and it often leads them to believe in an afterlife. Does this count as good proof?

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    • About five percent of the general population has had a near-death experience (NDE). They are powerful, vivid, and often a transformative experience.
    • Philosophers have started to see NDEs as proof of the afterlife. They are as justifying as any (real-world) experience, and the sheer weight of evidence might be reason enough to believe.
    • This is an exciting and fruitful avenue. But there are at least four issues with this argument.
    There’s nothing so beloved by filmmakers as the near-death experience scene. You know the one: It happens when the hero is bleeding out, drowning, or staggering through a heat-warped desert. Suddenly, the screen turns a pure, calming white, and there’s a saccharine scene between the hero and their dead loved ones, or perhaps a wise old person with a kind face. After some heart-warming back and forth, it ends with something like, “It’s not your time,” or, “You don’t belong here.” Then, the hero jerks awake and goes on to defeat anything and everything.

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    As it turns out, these near-death experiences (NDEs) are not just a box office trope. They’re unusually common in the general public. Roughly 9 million Americans claim to have had an NDE. It’s thought that roughly five percent of the general population, and 15-20 percent of critical patients (that is, those in critical care) have had an out-of-body experience. It’s likely that someone in your life has had one. Perhaps you have?

    So, what philosophical or religious conclusions can we draw from this? To paraphrase C.S. Lewis, if we have an experience which cannot be satisfied by this world, does that point to another world? An afterlife, perhaps? Well… it’s complicated.

    Heaven exists because I’ve seen it
    The Swedish philosopher, Jens Ambers, in his book, Why an Afterlife Obviously Exists, believes that NDEs make an interesting case for the existence of an afterlife.

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    He argues, first, that NDEs can happen to anyone — atheists, believers, and everyone in between. And yet, people who have these experiences are much more likely to come away from an NDE believing in the presence of an afterlife. Between 76 and 100 percent of those who have an NDE end up agreeing with the statement, “An afterlife definitely exists.” These experiences are so profoundly vivid and so moving, that they serve to utterly reorient people in regard to their beliefs. The existence of experiencers is the reason for non-experiencers to believe. For Ambers, an NDE acts as self-justifying, “empirically certain” proof for God, gods, and the afterlife. Given that these experiences are coherent, structured, and detailed, they are valid and justified grounds for these beliefs (as much as any “real” experience is).

    That’s all good and well, for them, but it’s hardly going to convince everyone else, right? For Ambers, it certainly should. If up to 15 percent of the general population claims to have first-hand, indisputable proof of an afterlife, surely that adds weight to its probable existence? If millions of otherwise rational, reputable, and reliable people tell you something is true, isn’t that good grounds for believing so?

     
  16. Paisios

    Paisios New Member

    Thank you Padraig, for the book recommendation, "An Army in Heaven" by K. Jankowski.
    I received it 2 days ago and some of the stories are very moving. My favorite so far is Simon's chapter.
     
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  17. padraig

    padraig Powers

    I will have to get it myself:) I think that is the second book she wrote on the subject. I am more than a little envious of nursing staff who get to see such wonders.:)
     
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