Is There Really a Heaven?

Is There Really a Heaven?

Posted by on Apr 24, 2011 in Church, Featured, Spirituality | 2 comments

Have you ever wondered if there really was a heaven?  I know I have, but I have always been cautiously optimistic.

You’ve heard the stories of people that were clinically dead and a few minutes later come back to life with incredible stories of what they experienced–from bright lights to seeing a loved one on the “other side.”  The stories always seemed wonderful, but I was still doubtful. How can that be true? Would God really want us to know what was waiting for us when we were going to heaven?

One day, while working in the Customer Service department a woman called to cancel her subscription to the St. Anthony Messenger magazine. When I asked her why she was canceling she told me she was 80 years old. Two weeks before, while on the operating table, she died for four minutes.

She asked me if I had ever heard the stories of the bright, white light. When I told her yes she giggled and said it was absolutely true. I asked her if she was afraid and she said no. She had a great sense of peace as she was heading to the bright light. She knew she was dead and heading to heaven and then in an instant she heard a voice telling her that her job was not done. She had things to do before she could come Home.

I don’t know about you, but that put goosebumps down my arms! This lady was canceling her newspapers, magazines and bank accounts so that when she finally does go Home her responsibilities would be less for those that remain behind. She was so joyful, so inspiring, so awesome, I believed her!

Upon reflection of this woman’s story, I was thinking why is it I have no problem believing in the story of Jesus’ death and resurrection. In a word, I have faith. Jesus is in my heart. He is a part of my being, of who I am.

On this Easter day do you have faith that Jesus died and was resurrected for you? I do, and that too gives me goosebumps!

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About the Author

Tammy Monjaras serves as the director of the customer satisfaction division. As an avid reader, she loves speaking to customers about the latest books Franciscan Media offers. Tammy is a native Texan but has called Cincinnati home for the past 15 years with her husband, Richard, children and grandchildren.
 
 
 
  • Celso Dagaas

    Yes there is heaven and it is a place. God in all His Mercy and Grace reveals them to His lowly servants. It was December 1968 when my grandmother was in coma for 3 days, given up by her doctor, left to die naturally, came back to recover and relayed she was travelling(walking) on that 3 days with the Our Lady of Mt. Carmel holding her by the hand. She was an avid devotee to Our Lady of Mt. Carmel.In that course of travel she asked her to please allow her to live at least a year so she can witness her youngest son’s college graduation, March of that year as a teacher and see him be in this job at the least. She left her between two places, on her right side she thought was Heaven for she saw a very beautiful place, Cherubims and Seraphims and heard melodious Church music. On her left, she saw a somewhat foggy or smoky filled place with lots of people mourning and or like praying and she saw a very familiar face of a young lady whom she had helped 20 years back then, she was pregnant and living with a boyfriend and she convinced her to get married to get out from this mortal sin. She was able to convince her, got married but died during the birth of her child which she thought of as Purgatory. My grandmother died a year after. A week before her death, while we were watching from our porch the setting sun, she said; “My life is now about to set.” And that week, she seemed to have prepared herself for that death. She died so calm and at peace like sleeping, it was a happy death.

    And one more thing that will be etched forever in my memory and truly confirmed my grandmother’s story, is a vision of Our Lady of the Immaculate Heart of Mary in a dream during a nap at around 3 PM Holy Thursday of 1984, giving me a surge of strength when I held on to her extended hand, and also a vision of Our Lady of Fatima with the 3 children during a nap on Holy Thursday of 1986 telling me of an impending chastisement, and on my 46th Birthday, at around 11 PM in my sleep, a peek of the heavenly paradise, a parade of all the saints, a battalion of angels and the next night same time in my sleep, He allowed me to be tormented by Satan in Hell, an ocean rocked by surges of waves of fire, for 3 times in a seemingly eternal seconds whereby, by mere mention of Jesus I entrust my soul to you, dissolved Satan into ashes, and then, He showed me crosses around the world in a speed of light travel where at the end I saw Jesus crucified with Our Blessed Mother on His side, and Jesus said; ” For the millions of crosses that you saw on the roadside, on the cemeteries, on the homes, on the buildings, chapels and the churches all around the world, I am there, but where are you my children whom I died for, nobody is following me, live your life for the love of Christ.

    I could write few books of these and several other personal experiences from God’s gift of revealations that left me so full of wonderment, very humbled and so very grateful. And these confirmed all that He revealed Himself to His lowly servants since time immemorial.

    YES!!!!!!! THERE IS HEAVEN, PURGATORY AND HELL THAT GOD HAS PREPARED FOR ALL OF US AND, WE BETTER BELIEVE!!!!!!! —- Celso Dagaas

  • mel

    My mother told me the same story. A night before her wedding with my papa she was ill. Very ill. She can’t even recall what happened that night. She told me that she was dreaming walking a very vague path. Then she came up with two crossroads, the nice road shows fire and smoke at the end while the other one that she chose is small and rocky. But at the end she reached a very big white door. Very white. and there in front of the door she saw a big man, with mustache and told her to come back on earth because her life is still not over…
    Her story even gives foundation to my faith…