I was baptized by the Jehovah
witnesses in 1970. I believed in
God but I didn't believe that
Jesus Christ was God. I
believed Jesus Christ was a god
created by the true God. I
didn't believe in life after
death much less that there was a
conscious spirit that would
leave the body when one died. I
didn't believe in any kind of
miracle healing nor I believed
that God would communicate with
people through visions or
dreams. I believed that all kind
of healing, miracles and visions
were the work of the devil. I
was very loyal to these Jehovah
Witness teachings, and nobody
could convince me of the
contrary.
On September 12, 1973 I was
ready to have a C-section done.
While I was on the operation
table I could see how the
doctors and nurses were getting
ready to do their job and they
were kind of painting my abdomen
with an orange liquid. I was
concerned about it and asked
what were they doing. The doctor
explained to me that they were
doing this before the anesthesia
since they had to apply the
anesthesia and start cutting
right away to avoid the baby to
be sedated.
They started injecting me the
anesthesia and I felt a strange
sensation. My body got stiffed,
but my mind stayed awake. I
realized they were going to cut
my abdomen and I was not asleep.
I tried to move and scream in
desperation but all efforts were
in vain. I started feeling a
terrible pain while they were
cutting my abdomen. All of a
sudden in the middle of my pain
I heard an audible voice saying;
"Look what is going to happen to
you!"
In that instant I was pulled out
of my body with a sudden swoosh.
I was moving very fast in a
circular motion heading toward
the ceiling of the room. I
stayed hovering there looking
down to what they were doing. I
could see how my baby was being
taken out of my womb. I felt
very sad and I said: "Nothing
can be done, everything is over
for me on the earth. I was so
anxious to see that baby and I
couldn't even hold it in my
arms". I remembered my other
children with sadness and said,
"This is the end; now my
children will forget all about
me".
I then started going up. I was
aware I didn't have a solid
body. I was some kind of energy
force moving at a high speed
like in a circular motion. I was
completely conscious. I knew I
was me and I had all my memories
with me. I knew I had left the
earth. I found myself in a
pitch black place. I
started asking questions to
myself. "Is this the universe?
Where am I? Where am I going to?
Am I going to stay here
forever?" All of a sudden I
started feeling something very
strange. The only word I can use
for this is agony or torment. At
the same time I was feeling a
need for my body. I wanted to
get out of there and I wanted my
body back. I couldn't bear the
torment. I remembered the voice
I heard at the hospital right
before coming out of my body
("look what is going to happen
to you"). I started screaming
"PLEASE, DON'T LET THIS TO
HAPPEN!" " I ACCEPT I WON'T EVER
GO TO THE EARTH AGAIN , I ACCEPT
I WON 'T EVER SEE MY CHILDREN
AGAIN, BUT I CAN'T ACCEPT I WILL
BE HERE FOREVER". "NO, PLEASE,
DON'T LET THIS TO HAPPEN!"
Immediately I heard a group of
voices saying at the same time
"This is for you to believe". I
answered " I only believe in the
Almighty God.
Then there was a silence.
The torment I was feeling
stopped and I started to come
down at a high speed again. I
found myself back to the ceiling
of the hospital room. This time
my body was laying on a
stretcher and I saw a nurse
tapping its face and saying "Haydee,
wake up!" I could clearly see
her while I was moving down
closer. Then I was softly
dropped inside my body. The
nurse was still tapping my face
and calling my name. I opened my
eyes and there she was right in
front of my face. I looked at
her eyes while I was thinking "I
wish you knew where I'm coming
from". I couldn't take the
experience away from my mind and
I was in a big concern about
people in the world. I thought,
"The Jehovah Witnesses deceived
me, we are Spiritual Beings
inside a flesh body and we come
out of the body when we die!"
People don't know what can
happen to them. They should know
about this!"
With this experience I learned
that since I didn't believe in
the Son of God I was in
darkness. And there is where I
went.
Matthew 8:11-12,"
And I say to you that many will
come from east and west, and sit
down with Abraham, Isaac, and
Jacob in the kingdom of
heaven. But the sons of the
kingdom will be cast out into
outer darkness. There will be
weeping and gnashing of teeth.”
Matthew 25:30
- And cast ye the unprofitable
servant into outer
darkness:
there shall be weeping and
gnashing of teeth.
A few days later I was
discharged from the hospital. I
couldn't stop thinking about my
amazing experience. I kept on
repeating to myself, "I was
deceived by the Jehovah
Witnesses about no spirit coming
out of the body when we died,
and I just experienced it". I
started to care for everyone in
the world. I wanted to warn
everybody about that dark place.
I decided then to believe in
Jesus Christ as my Savior and
Lord and started visiting a
Christian church.
After I have received Jesus
Christ as my Lord and savior I
woke up one night and got up
from my
bed. While walking toward the
door I looked back at my bed and
I saw my husband sleeping and
to my surprise, my body was also
there next to him. I realized I
was out of my body again but
this time I was not a formless
energy moving at high speed.
This time I had a body. I
stretched my arms forward and
looked at this new body. I then
looked at my children's bedroom
and I felt sad to leave them. I
thought, "now when my children
wake up they will see I'm dead.
They will bury me and they will
forget all about me. They don't
have anybody to take good care
of them, poor things".
I then knelt on the floor and
started praying, "Please Lord,
in the name of your son Jesus
Christ, return me to my body. My
children need me." I felt a
force lifting me up slowly from
the floor and positioned me on
top of my material body on the
bed and I started to come down
slowly until I fell inside it.
Right away I tried to open my
eyes and move but the body was
rigid like a wall . All efforts
to move were in vain. I got
desperate and I started to pray
"Please Lord, my children need
me; there is no one to take care
of them properly, bring me back
to life." I started feeling like
needles inside my whole body. I
felt the force of life and the
beating of my heart. I then
opened my eyes and this time
they opened. Then I moved my
fingers to check and they moved.
I then jumped out of my bed
amazed.
I have told this experience in
different churches and many
lives have been touched and have
given their hearts to the Lord.
To God be the glory.
/s/ Haydee Cortes
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