I had the first health issue with my heart many years ago, when I was hospitalized for almost a week. During this time, I went through several “events” with my heart. Of course, I was very scared and at night, after family and friends had gone, I lay awake worrying and wondering what would happen next.In a clear and straightforward manner, I would like to present the following account of a life-changing event that occurred while I was in the hospital.
I do not arbitrarily accept the existence of God—nor, in fact, do I believe in a God—and I also am not compelled to attempt to figure out the mechanics of the spiritual universe. In fact, probably no such thing exists. I do not engage in discussions about the origin of matter, which is the primary argument true believers use to make the point that an everlasting God created it out of nothing—wherever nothing come from. I certainly have given up trying to figure out where this everlasting God—if he exists—got his start.