SID: You know, there is so much that this man experienced, but when I was reading about your experience I was reading the chapter on sticky love. Tell me about that.
JIM: The sticky love of God.
SID: Yes.
JIM: The angels came forward and they spoke to me through thought transference, and as they put their wing around me and held me close I felt so safe and protected. And I reached out to touch the angel’s arm, and Sid, when I did I felt I had been impolite in doing that, and so I pulled my hand back, and when I did, the light of the angel’s body clung to my hand until I got it back about six to 10 inches, and then let go and went into its body. And that’s why I tell people every chance I get the love of God is sticky. It wants to cling to you.
SID: And you told me that God was in process of replacing all your selfishness, all your greed, all your lust with love. Explain that.
JIM: I don’t think a human, a soul or spirit can go through this experience and not be profoundly changed, and I feel as though I have been truly born again. Not only have I come back from the grave, my soul has come back from despair. My spirit has found God again and I will be eternally grateful.
SID: Tell me about the Hall of Knowledge.
JIM: Heaven, you have to suspend your, all that you’ve been taught about physics and gravity, and time, and linear space, and spatial references. They simply do not exist in Heaven. But I was shown the Holy City, I mean, these incredible buildings of light, not hewed from stone, Sid, but hewed from blocks of light that exuded this warmth and love. And I saw the Halls of Knowledge, the Halls of Music, the Halls of Learning, the halls of everything that you wanted to learn about the mysteries of God. And then they showed me the nursery, the nursery, Sid. I think it speaks to the compassion of our God that little souls that are aborted, God gathers their spirit back and they’re raised in the nursery in Heaven.
SID: Tell me about the size of your book of life.
JIM: I’m ashamed to talk about it, but in the Hall of Records they keep a record of everything that you’ve done in and with your life, and it’s not decreed an I gotcha moment. It’s for when you are shown the book of your life. And when they pulled, the angel pulled mine out of his robe and opened it for Jesus to read, I was absolutely shamed and mortified that all I had to show for a life lived that I thought was the ultimate in success was this small thin book no bigger than a diner, roadside diner menu. And I was ashamed that I should have, with all the resources and the time that I had, I should have had a book as thick as the Bible filled with all the good, all the good deeds that I could have done. You know, as Charles Dickens said in his novel, “Mankind should have been my business.” And instead I was only involved in my self-ego. I am determined now that if I have the opportunity to go back again to do everything good I can so that when Jesus reads the book of my life again he’s going to need three angels and a forklift to open it.
SID: Now you have got to tell me, when you looked in the eyes of Jesus, what did you see?
JIM: It was the apex of everything that happened to me because when his eyes locked on mine and he smiled at me, Sid. Jesus smiled at me. But when I looked into those eyes of grey and green, and blue, I was lost in eternity because in those eyes I saw sadness for the way I had lived my life. I saw sadness for the way we as mankind have rejected his Father’s message, but I saw incredible love for me, for me, someone that deserved none, nothing. For me. And I also saw mixed in with that love in the eyes of Jesus forgiveness for me, forgiveness for the life that I had lived, and a chance to do it again. I am eternally grateful. My life, our lives, Lorraine’s life and mine, are now his.
SID: Let me tell you a couple of things that you need to know. While all this is going on his wife and family are praying and he sees it. He can see them praying. He comes back and guess what happened to his incurable illness? Went out the window.
Tags: It's Supernatural, Sid Roth
Tags: It's Supernatural, Sid Roth