You and I will face death one day. After death, either an eternity of heaven or hell awaits us. The good news is that Christ came to set us
free from hell. Free from the fear of death. Debra tells, in this true story, how her husband was
rescued from Satan’s grip.
For many years I
prayed for Brian’s soul to be saved. The week before his death my worn faith
had nearly given up. But God didn't.
The afternoon
before my husband died, my sister, Pam, joined me at Brian’s bedside. When I
fell asleep on the couch, Pam asked the Holy Spirit to fill our home. At that
moment, a white dove perched on the bird feeder, tap-tap-tapping the bay window
and it was peering in at Brian. Pam gasped. Then she heard, “It’s OK. He’s
mine.”
Never before or
since had a white dove come near our house. A white dove symbolizes peace and
love. Spiritually speaking, it’s a sign from the Holy Spirit.
That evening fear
tormented my husband. Horror distorted his face. He stared at the ceiling
wide-eyed, his arms flinging upward to protect himself. Brian couldn't talk
when I asked him what he saw. Gently squeezing his hand calmed him, but only
until the next terrifying vision. Would
Brian spend eternity in this frame of mind, I asked God. I told Brian I
loved him and said good night. To my amazement, he said “good-night,” the only
words he had spoken in two days.
