Life after Life after Life. . .: Edition Two - Softcover

Covell, O. Dexter

Softcover

ISBN 10: 1491807784 ISBN 13: 9781491807781

Verlag: AuthorHouse, 2013

Inhaltsangabe

The book you should read before your death! The subject of death is something that most of us would rather not consider, but it is the one major event we all share, with no exceptions. This is so because the death experience has often been portrayed in frightening or painful terms, but it needn't be, and in fact, it is neither. Come along with us as we follow one of my ancestors through his accidental death at a young age, his subsequent trip to Heaven, his time spent in Heaven, and his eventual reincarnation back to life on Earth. You will see that far from being a frightening place, Heaven is a true paradise, and the time spent there is rewarding and educational and totally pleasant - it is a place of never-ending bliss

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Life after Life after Life ...

Edition Two

By O. Dexter Covell

AuthorHouse

Copyright © 2013 O. Dexter Covell
All rights reserved.

ISBN: 978-1-4918-0778-1

Contents

Foreword...................................................................
ix
I – The Transition.........................................................
1
II – Acclimation...........................................................
17
III – The Reunion..........................................................
33
IV – The Council...........................................................
45
V – The Home Group.........................................................
59
VI – The Experiments.......................................................
73
VII – Events...............................................................
89
VIII – Reincarnation.......................................................
99

CHAPTER 1

The Transition

Silas never fully regained consciousness throughoutthe long night after his fall down the elevator shaft that hehad been building at his grain company, except for shortperiods during which he must have been aware only of anoverwhelming amount of severe pain. This pain graduallydissolved into a sense of himself separate from his bodywhich had been laid on the bed in his bedroom. This alteredsense of self included a body that was identical to the oneon the bed except it was thankfully completely free of painand seemed to be floating in an area just under the ceilingof his bedroom where he was enjoying complete peaceand comfort. In fact, it felt to him almost as though God'sfinger had reached down and touched him because he wasexperiencing himself as perfect and free from any physicalpain whatsoever. He was aware of the body stretched outon the bed below him and all that was being said and doneto save his life, yet he felt strangely disassociated fromit, and was unable to communicate with anyone there,not even with his wife, Mary Elizabeth, who sat with himthroughout the night holding his hand. They had alwaysbeen very close and shared every thought, but still she,along with everyone else in the room, regarded Silas asthough the only Silas they knew was right there on the bed.When, early in the morning, the physicians drew the sheetsover his head, he sensed that they had pronounced himdead because he had stopped breathing, and he wantedto cry out that a terrible mistake was being made – hewas only 35, in the prime of his life, too young to die – buthe was unable to make any kind of sound or contactor get their attention in any way. It was maddening, buthe became otherwise preoccupied when the room whichhad been bathed in a soft white light, along with all itsoccupants including his body, began getting darker andgradually faded from his view, and he was reluctantlybeginning to accept the idea that to human sense he hadjust died.

Silas could feel that he was moving toward a nearbyopening into what appeared to him to be some sort of dimlylit tunnel. It was not that he was doing anything on his ownto get there, but rather that some unknown force, whichhe wondered could be the hand of God, was propellinghim in that direction, and even if he had wanted to, heseemed powerless to change his course or speed. He wasmoving steadily toward the tunnel entrance now, and fell toreflecting on the cause of his being there in the first place,berating himself for the impulsiveness that had led to hisdeath, particularly since he realized that trying the newelevator rather than walking down the nearby stairs in thegrain elevator would have saved him only a minute or two atbest. He went on to bring his beloved wife and little childreninto his consciousness, and could barely stand to considerthe consequences of what their lives might be like withouthim, even though he knew they would soon find out he hadleft them well provided for.

Before he could bring himself any additional sorrow, hebecame aware that he had moved into the tunnel entranceand was starting to float along through what seemed to himto be a long circular tunnel that was dimly lit throughoutits length and culminated in a distant, more brightly lit,exit. The tunnel was of sufficient diameter so that he couldeasily stand up in it with room to spare, but he could notstand on anything he could identify as its surface becauseit had no discernible floor, and it appeared to be made inits entirety of some sort of soft flexible material that wasluminous with soft light. He could not resist the urge to tryto feel it, however there was nothing to feel – the walls of thetunnel always seemed just beyond his reach no matter whatcontortions of his body he attempted. Nothing was visiblethrough the distant open exit except that it was bathed in abrighter light compared to the lighting of the tunnel. It wasnot at all claustrophobic and seemed very peaceful to him,yet under other circumstances, it might have caused him tobe apprehensive because it was all in the unknown, exceptthat he had the distinct feeling that God was leading himalong the way.

Any further thoughts that he might have had on thissubject were interrupted by new images that were floodinginto his consciousness. These images, and he could alsosense what had been said at the time, started from the verybeginning of his human life and sequentially traced his lifeand everything of consequence he had done or said, goodor bad, all the way right up to the present – a completehistory of his life that must have been stored in his memory.He was a spectator to a detailed and complete rehearsalof every important event or incident that had taken placein his lifetime – a Life Review that spared him nothing,including those instances where he had acted unkindlyor negatively or done something hurtful, as well as thoselaudable instances where he done the opposite. There wasa smooth flow from image to image, and Silas felt that allof this would be very embarrassing to him if viewed byothers and he hoped that no one else would ever get tosee it. But he was satisfied that on the whole, it could havebeen worse! There were, however, several events that heregretted sincerely and wondered if he would ever have thechance to make amends?

Silas was forced to conclude there could be no doubtnow that insofar as his mortal body was concerned, hewas as dead as he could be, although otherwise he feltquite alive and perfectly at peace with the situation. He stillseemed to have a body, and since he somehow no longer wasdressed in his bedclothes, he was able to carefully checkhis present body up and down, and found that it seemedidentical to the mortal body he had just before death, onlynow it was completely free from pain and every injury, evendown to the broken tooth he had scheduled to be removedthe following week which now felt as good and solid as new,as well as the knee he had injured as a youth playing gameswith his friends which was completely pain free for the firsttime in years.

Silas wondered, "What is this body that I seem to havenow anyway"? If he had left the old body behind, was thisnew one still made up of blood, bones, muscles, a brain, etc,that looked like the old one, or of something else entirely?Could it be new one? Or was it the old body which hadbeen mysteriously healed of all its ailments? He noted thatalthough he could sense all the parts...

Details zur Ausgabe

• Verlag: AuthorHouse
• Erscheinungsdatum: 2013
• Sprache: Englisch
• ISBN 10: 1491807784
• ISBN 13: 9781491807781
• Einband: Taschenbuch
• Auflage: 2
• Anzahl der Seiten: 134
• Kontakt zum Hersteller: Nicht verfügbar
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