JUST SOME NIGHTTIME THOUGHTS I WANTED TO SHARE

Aug 12, 2024, 8:51 PM

PERSONAL SPIRITUAL EXPERIENCES WITH DEATH

EXPERIENCE 1
I won’t go into details, but I was in Afghanistan in 2008, and I was injured in the performance of
my duties. During which, I clinically died twice for a total of 6 minutes and a few seconds.
Whenever it happened at that time, I experienced the following:
1. COMPLETE PEACE- I was consciously aware, but it felt like I was sleeping. Indescribable
peace came over me that cannot be replicated here on Earth.
2. I understood I had passed away and was in the afterlife.
3. It was not as I imagined it to be, because I believed that I would see streets of gold, angelic
beings, etc.
4. I held a concept of eternity, but NO concept of time at all.
5. It felt like I was an engine revving up with joy and then I would calm back down and be at
perfect peace again. This feeling was not unpleasant, and I never grew tired of that feeling.
6. After a few days had passed from my experience, I grew depressed because it felt like I was
robbed of a peace that could not be replicated. If I could describe it, it would be a drug that
has never been created nor can be replicated…EVER.

EXPERIENCE 2
Some years would pass after that event, and I grew depressed and sought out sinful desires
which would prove to be futile. One evening, I was contacted by a friend whom I hadn’t spoken
to in several years and he invited me to his home. He lived with two roommates that were
fishing at a tournament lake with friends. Whenever I arrived, I had a 6pack of Yuengling Lager,
but didn’t intend on drinking the entire lot on account that I had a 45 min drive back to my
apartment at the end of the evening.
Upon arrival, my friend was already intoxicated and turned in for bed early, so I decided to
watch television until they returned from their fishing trip. While watching television, a weird
sort of trance came over me and my entire existence. My body turned parallel to the couch,
and I lost consciousness for a moment.
After what felt like an eternity, I was somewhere else. The first thing I noticed was my
nakedness, and then how hot it was. The second thing I noticed was the foul odor of rotten
eggs and the sounds of a massive number of people screaming. I was in this cave-like
structure and ventured out of it. It felt like my legs weighed 110lbs each. It took a lot of energy
to move and walk. I took notice of the fact that I felt an absence of hope in its entirety and
there was no concept of time at all. Time did not matter at all where I was. In a place that
could only be described as a prison.
As I was walking down this shoreline to a river of fiery lava-like substance I laid eyes upon this
table. There was a man lying on this table. He was bound to this table, and though he uttered
no speech, he could speak to me. I even knew his name. His name was James. As he spoke to
me telepathically almost, he showed me a vision of his life. I saw his family, his congregation,
and his life dedicated to Kingdom works. However, he was a Methodist Pastor and was having
inappropriate relationships with women of his congregation of which some were married.
Which would explain why he was in his predicament. There was this hunched back goblin of
sorts that stood at the foot of this table where this man was strapped down. He would rip the
######## from this man and place them in a bucket and as he would do so, the man’s head
would jerk violently forward, and meat hooks would enter his eye sockets. Oddly enough, the
man’s ######## would regenerate, and the process would be repeated.
Suddenly, I saw this other creature in the distance. It had T-REX legs and short stubby arms
with pig hooves as hands. As we made eye contact, it began to move towards me and as it did
so, the ground felt as if it were bouncing with each step. This creature had a disfigured head
and face and was possibly the ugliest creature I had ever laid eyes upon. It began striking me
with its hooved hands and I shouted out, “JESUS HELP ME!” Once that occurred, I immediately
snapped out of that trance, and I was back on that couch at a friend’s house.
Oddly enough, I could still smell the foul odor, and my skin was burning hot. I had tears
streaming down my face and I ran outside to drive back home. As I was driving, I could still feel
the striking blows from the creature to the point that it was knocking the breath out of me.
The interpretation of that spiritual visitation to me alluded to the fact that I had been viewing
pornographic material online and fornicating with women. I was falling victim to sexual sins
and iniquities.

EXPERIENCE 1 PERSONAL INTERPRETATION
Those who physically perish who are in Christ, are at rest. They’re consciously aware but are
sleeping in a spiritual holding pattern. IT FEELS AMAZING! You won’t be afraid at all either.
SCRIPTURES TO SUPPORT THIS
1Samuel 28
Mark 5:21-43
Luke 8:40-56
1Thessalonians 4:13-17

EXPERIENCE 2 PERSONAL INTERPRETATION
Even those who believe are not exempt from damnation should they choose a sinful path. To
my own understanding, blood atonement does not automatically absolve our guilt or
punishment, but rather validates our repentance. For without the blood of Christ, our
repentance is counted as worthless in the sight of the Almighty. However, full and total
repentance is still required to enter the Kingdom of Heaven. After all, not only was I a believer,
but the man on the table was a believer as well and was a clergyman for God.

SCRIPTURES TO SUPPORT THIS
Matthew 7:11
Matthew 7:17-19
Matthew 7:21-23
Matthew 8:12-13
Matthew 22:8-14 (IMPORTANT)
Matthew 25

I, Travis Hamrick, share those experiences and scriptures with you to provide anyone who
should hear this message with the importance of obedience and repentance unto salvation.

Here’s the reason why I take this so seriously:

Every second of each day on average (2) people on Earth pass away. That’s (172,800) souls who
will cross into eternity every day. Another way stated that’s (63,072,000) who will pass over
into either eternal damnation or paradise each year on Earth. To broaden the seriousness of
this discussion, if you lived for 80 years, the average number of people who will find out their
eternal fate will be (5,045,760,000) So, each person who lives a full 80-year life will have lived
on the same planet as more than 5 billion other people who will pass away and either live
for eternity in peace or face final judgment. To me, that means that I must be doing everything
in my power to show others the path to eternal life through Christ. Otherwise, I may find
myself casts into outer darkness or in the lake of fire upon the final day of judgment.

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Our country won't go on forever, if we stay soft as we are now. There won't be any America because some foreign soldiery will invade us and take our women and breed a hardier race.

~Chesty Puller
Lt.General United States Marine Corps

Have inspired me to do so, as now I understand more of what happened to me in June of this year.

Early June, my 24 year old son and I were fishing in remote Northern Manitoba about 800 miles North of Minneapolis. We have done this Walleye and Northern Pike fishing trip for 16 years and my son and I look forward to it counting the days until the trip. We fish from a remote camp where a float plane drops us off and fish in 16' Lund deep V hull boats w/25 HP motors. I have run outboards for 45 years of my life and am an experienced boater having near to 1,000 hours in all conditions.

Day 1 of the trip we were just leaving shore after a quick lunch on a gigantic stone boulder, the air temp was about 55 and the water temp was around 49. About 75 yards from shore the outboard torques hard to the left and in a matter of seconds I am flung into the water with 2 layers of clothing, boots, rain gear etc. My first reaction was cold and anger and fear for my son in the bow.

I then see he was not ejected from the boat but thrown to the bottom of the hull as the boat starts the death circle back at me a mere 20' away. In that instant everything went into super slow motion as I see my son scrambling to kill the motor. Dummy me had not worn the wrist kill strap that afternoon. As aluminum monster is arcing my way I realize I don't have time to get outside of it's arc and am going to take a hit.

I felt like Robert Redford in A Bridge Too Far playing an 82nd Airborne Major crossing the river at Nijmegen repeatedly chanting the Hail Mary, but the Lord's Prayer starts in my mind and it was like a calming song in my head. I had ZERO fear, I knew the Lord was with me in those long seconds before I was pummeled by boat and prop. I felt the rear side of the hull buffet me and I had my arms out to push hard on it as it impacted me. Still in a sense of slow motion now about 2' under the hull in crystal clear water I see the boat moving thru it's turn and the prop, partially obscured by a rock prop guard coming for my upper arm and chest.

I can see the chipped up blade spinning the cavitation of the water then feel 3 distinct punches but almost no pain. Still no fear just peace and wonder at the whole scene. I bob back to the surface and notice shredded cloth about me and see my son literally 5' from me looking over the stern with a terrified look on his face. He had just shut the motor off and was asking me what happened. He at that point didn't know I had been hit. He then saw my triceps gash and blood and knew.

Long story short the prop cut thru a small flotation vest, a wet weather top, a PFG fishing shirt and an undershirt like a razor leaving 2 8" gashes one on either side of my nipple and one on my bicep. the gashes were about 1/3" wide and 1/8" deep and not bleeding too badly. After getting over to shore and my son dressing the wounds, they probably needed stiches but the outback medevac from the SATPHONE was likely $15K plus, we continued to fish and finish the trip. By the time I got back to Texas 4 days later and saw my physician, my entire torso was yellow, purple and green bruised, but the cuts healed up no infection, but ugly as sin.

All said and done, in the service in the Balkans and one other place I didn't face regular daily grave danger, but there were some dicey moments over the years with some ill intentioned folks, but nothing that brought me to the moment of true serenity and peace in a horrific moment in Northern Canada. It 100% reinforced to me that when the Lord wants us, he will take us or not if we have not lived the life he wanted for us. That day made me ever more grateful for every minute I have here.

About every other night, I still in my dreams will relive what feels like 3-4 seconds of that event, but it is a calming warm blanket beautiful scene and it shouldn't be. I now welcome the dream as it reminds me normally around 5AM that every day is a gift.

After reading Chesty's post again, I am truly glad I haven't had to live anything like his second vision. He may have scared me straight.

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JUST SOME NIGHTTIME THOUGHTS I WANTED TO SHARE

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I had no such experiences when I was wounded

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TLDR but happy

Thank you for sharing these powerful experiences.

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Thank you for sharing!***

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Thank you for posting those. I will not doubt your experiences.

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