When I died, I saw a bright light. It was so bright that I couldn’t look at it for long. After a few seconds, I was suddenly transported to what looked like a beautiful garden. There were lovely colors and the most soothing music playing. It was the most wonderful place that I had ever been to.
After a while, a figure appeared in the garden and I knew that it was Jesus. He spoke to me and told me that it wasn’t my time yet and that I needed to go back. So he gently touched my forehead and I woke up in the hospital ER room.