my name is Amy. I am from a very abusive home. I was about sixteen about three years ago. This story I have to tell, is very true. I mentioned that my home was very abusive, yet, I had been taught about God. At fifteen, I had stopped belief in God. I cursed and ignored Him. Well, I became very suisidal. Without knowing that God would takecare of me, and the horrible verbal, sexual, and physical abuse. I wished for death. I thought if there was a hell, it could not be worse that life. well, one night,I overdosed on some kind of over the counter drug, hoping for death, then, I went to bed. I felt myself falling,downward. Yet I was still laying on the bed. I fell into a tunnel-like area, It was dark. I was in chains. My neck, hands, and ankles were bound. I was being led to a gate. The beings who were leading me, were large, creatures with wings. they were very quiet. from beyond the gate, I saw fire. I smelt a horrible smell. Like something decaying.The most horrible sou! nds,including thousands of voices, screaming in terror and pain. There was a creature at the gate. It was terrible, horrible, and huge. I could not get away. I could only move forward, as the two creatures led me. I knew I was going to hell. Needless to say, all doubts of God were gone. I started praying. Begging is the word. 'please, I don't want to die.....please.....I want to live...I'll tell others...I will serve you..oh.....God..please God.....save me...I believe...please?????????????' I screamed. I was terrified. I saw my life for what it was. The suddenly, a beautiful, peaceful light filled the dark tunnel.the most beautiful, majestic, angelic creatue appeeared, before me and the two demons. He said, 'Is this what you want? Eternal death? Darkness? You have a choice. You were put here to help your fellow brothers and sisters. God loves you. He always has. You prayed for death, is this what you really want?' i was crying.'no...I don't want ot die..I'm sorry..I'm so sorry.' THen suddenly, I was fille with a peace, that cannot be decribed. The chains broke, as if they were made of glass, and I was lifted up. I opened my eys, and I was back in my body. Needless to say, that experiance changed my life. I seen life in a more positive outlook. I started painting, writing poetry, which has published in magazines in my old high school. I write songs, and I sing. I am away from the abuse, graduated from high school. I'm married to a wonderful husband, who is everything to me. I have my own business out of my home. I have friends now, and my mother in law, treats me like a daughter, which is so wonderful.My abusive parents can no longer bother me. And, I am working on pursuing a career, in country music. And, last, but certianly not least, I server God. I love Him with all my heart. I have so much to thank Him for. No, it has not all been a bed of roses,but, it all worked out for the better. I'M LIVING PROOF that God loves us. And there is life after death. I know my experiance was real. I thank God for it. I'm so happy now. How it changed my life:I relized that God is real.Life is able to be improved. I got out of the abusive situation.i got saved. I graduated for High school. I got married. I found peace. I got a mother in law, who treats me like a daughter.
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