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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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