The VisitorIn June of '97 I tried to commit suicide by overdose. I nearly succeeded and ended up in the intensive care. Before I lost consciousness I prayed for forgiveness repeatedly. When I awoke in the hospital there was a beautiful woman about an inch away from my face. She kind of radiated. And she told me God forgave me and that I needed to hang on and fight. She told me I had important work yet to do and that everything would be okay.
I fell back asleep and when I awoke again and asked who the nurse was in my room I was told by my male nurse that he had been the only one on duty for my room for the last 8 hours (Since I came in).
I know it may sound strange but this was real and affected me profoundly.