Excerpt Post #3 – Volcanoes, Butterflies & Jesus – Shelley Zwingli
9:00 PM, Wednesday, April 3, 2013, Zwingli Farm
Branelle sits with her back towards me in the washroom. She’s my safety net. I step into the warm shower and instantly feel a different sort of water hitting my skin. This water feels like living water, it seems to have life within it. I glance down at my body and watch the water trickle down my skin. It’s creating little pathways that look like river streams of color. I feel every drop of water land and it feels intensely refreshing. I have also observed that every water droplet is holding a little rainbow within its self. All these water droplets are awake with a flickering brilliance of color. I don’t mind this new-found awakening; I’m just struggling with how my senses seem to be overloaded with this super-clarity of everything in sight. This sensory awareness doesn’t seem to be letting up…if anything, it’s becoming more intense.
I was just about to share what I have observed in the water with Branelle, when I stop myself. I don’t want to burden my family with all of these details; the NDE was almost too much for them to handle. I decide to keep some of these realizations to myself. I know deep down that something has drastically changed within me. I will just try to sort through it on my own. Maybe once I get a good night’s sleep under my belt I will wake to a new day, my normal life will resume and I will feel like my old self again.
Branelle and I head upstairs after my shower. I’m finding it very difficult to climb this many stairs. It was just 10 days ago when I was running up and down these levels without any effort. Now it’s taking a great deal of energy, and I don’t have much get up and go. I will just keep telling myself that tomorrow will be a better day. Every day I have made progress and I will keep thinking positively.
10:30 PM – Will the Morning Come?
Trent, Branelle and I visit for a few more minutes in the living room. It’s been a long day for all of us. Trent gets up and gives both of his girls a kiss, he then heads upstairs to bed. Branelle and I stay up for a few more minutes. I share with her how scared I am of going to sleep. I’m worried that I might not wake up in the morning.
What I have seen is far too real. I have been shown a glimpse of the afterworld and even though I love where I’m headed when I pass I still don’t want to leave my family yet. I also haven’t been very truthful with Trent and Branelle when it comes to how my body has changed since the near death experience. I haven’t told them everything that I’m feeling and visually seeing. I don’t want to freak them out. I will just keep praying privately for some help and guidance. Hopefully all this will pass and I will be okay.
Branelle and I head upstairs for bed as well; I tuck her in and ask her to pray for my continued healing. I know that God hears our prayers and answers them all. I also realize that the answers may not be the answers that we want. The Maker is in control of our destiny. I just hope that this is not the end of my life here on Earth. I hope there are many more pages to my life story. I kiss my girl goodnight and head down the hall to our master bedroom.
Ask, Listen and be Watchful