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Beyond the Darkness
A victim of childhood abuse and a would-be suicide recounts her descent into a hell of terrifying visions and psychic disintegration on the other side of the grave and her return to life through religious faith. Reprint.
144 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published February 1, 1995
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July 13, 2013
This one has a special place in my heart. I have discovered over the years that I learn best from opposition and adversity. Angie’s story touched me deeply when I first read it and still does. I seem to read it every year at Christmastime. Angie has become my friend on Facebook. I believe she is trying to get the book published in Kindle format. It is well worth the read. There is so much truth in it. I read it to my son one night when he was contemplating suicide. He may not remember because I think he was drunk at the time, but it was a spiritual and emotional experience for me and Mike’s still with us. Thank you, Angie for sharing your story. It took courage to write and has greatly blessed my life.
I am glad we have multiple accounts from people who have attempted to take their own lives and recovered. My mother attempted suicide once. I will be forever grateful my father was inspired to return quickly from an errand on which she had sent him to find her still alive before the drugs had completed their work. I think that’s why Angie’s story is so close to my heart. Although Angie’s tale has more darkness in the beginning, her response mirrored my mother’s story of disappointment and sorrow at the way her own life was going before she tried to end her life. Angie’s story is well written and evidences an intelligent analysis of what she found beyond the darkness. Suicide is not the answer. It is the worst thing you can do with the life God gave you.
I am glad we have multiple accounts from people who have attempted to take their own lives and recovered. My mother attempted suicide once. I will be forever grateful my father was inspired to return quickly from an errand on which she had sent him to find her still alive before the drugs had completed their work. I think that’s why Angie’s story is so close to my heart. Although Angie’s tale has more darkness in the beginning, her response mirrored my mother’s story of disappointment and sorrow at the way her own life was going before she tried to end her life. Angie’s story is well written and evidences an intelligent analysis of what she found beyond the darkness. Suicide is not the answer. It is the worst thing you can do with the life God gave you.
June 17, 2024
A WOMAN’S ACCOUNT OF AN NDE AFTER HER SUICIDE ATTEMPT
Author Angie Fenimore wrote in the Foreword to this 1995 book, “It would overwhelm me every January and June---that terrible state that I came to think of as ‘the cycle.’ It would begin with a sensation of emptiness… To shut out the thoughts, I dimmed my senses, fuzzed out my emotions, until I was consumed by a profound apathy… I would tart to feel suffocated, choking, desperate to break out of the prison of my anxiety and despair. The counselors I saw would spin theories … but therapy brought me no relief… Even as a child I had believed that I inhabited two different spheres… Later on… coming to think… that the alien being existed inside of me, an evil presence that I despised but was powerless to expel. And so in January 1991… I penned a note for my husband, Richard, my sister, Toni, and my sons… The only way out I could see was to take my life.”
She recounts that when young, “Our best friends, Mary and Susie… were devout Catholics… When we were invited to attend Mary’s first communion, I was thrilled that finally I’d get to enter [the Catholic Church]… But the mass itself baffled me… When it was time to go home, I had more questions than I did before we arrived. How disappointing!... My next round of religious experiments started when I was seven… we got to ride the church bus by ourselves to Sunday school and services. I loved Sunday school, especially the Bible stories and prayers, but the … part when the preacher got up and wailed scared the daylights out of me. When school started, I made a new friend… which brought about my introduction to Mormonism… I was drawn to the Mormons’ bright, simple chapel and their conception of an accessible, loving God… I was fascinated by God and had a desire to know Him in the close, personal way that so many of my friends knew Him… I loved it when the congregation sang, ‘He’s got the whole world in His hands.’ I took it literally, and felt so comforted by the idea of being in God’s embrace.” (Pg. 9)
Her father’s second wife, JoAnne, “had started going to church again, taking [sister] Toni and her daughter… with her. I joined them… I grew to love my church like a second home. Its members were so genuine … Through them, I was nourished by a newfound faith in God.” (Pg. 39)
However, her psychological problems increased as she grew older and married. Her husband, Richard, invited her and their son Alex to go to a “nice little church down the road.” But “I felt like screaming. Why couldn’t Richard see that I had become, that I never was what I pretended to be?... I was so obviously beyond the reach of God that no amount of church was going to do me any good.” She ran away to Southern California, leaving her husband and son behind. (Pg. 56-57)
She eventually returned, and they had a second son: “I started drinking again, heavily. I knew I needed help… Finally, I went to see my minister, who was a kind, understanding man… I told him that I could not face the anger and depression that engulfed me… I couldn’t believe that just reading and praying could heal me… there always seemed to be some big obstacle to prayer… It wasn’t long before I abandoned the effort altogether.” (Pg. 65-66) But during an argument with Richard, “on the very eve of what was to be our final breakup, Richard and I made the commitment to stock together.” (Pg. 67) But later, she attempted suicide. (Pg. 78-80)
She recounts her experience, “Closing my eyes, I wished for death… I began to move through a cocoon of soft warmth toward a black spot at the end… I knew that I was somehow controlling this transition between life and death. Though I had done what was physically necessary to die, I still had to choose.” (Pg. 82) She continues, “I was being drawn into a three-dimensional slide show of my life that played out before my eyes chronologically… So this was what people meant when they said, ‘My life flashed before my eyes.’” (Pg. 84) She goes on, “I was immersed in darkness… The darkness continued in all directions and seemed to have no end… it was an endless void, an absence of light. I knew that it had its own life and purpose… I swung my head around to explore the thick blackness and saw… a handful of others. They were all teenagers. ‘Oh, we must be the suicides.’” (Pg. 92)
She adds, “I landed on the edge of a shadowy plane… The foglike mist … [had] some kind of intelligence that was pure negative, even evil… the twisting anguish of this disconnection was beyond my capacity to conceive… I knew that I was in a state of Hell, but this was not the typical ‘fire and brimstone’ Hell that I had learned about as a young child. The word ‘Purgatory’ rose, whispered, into my mind… Men and women of all ages… were standing or squatting or wandering about on the plane… They were completely self-absorbed, every one of them too caught up in his or her own misery to engage in any mental or emotional exchange.” (Pg. 94-95) She laments, “The darkness had claimed me, and I was rapidly becoming like the others here. And I was going to be here for an incomprehensible length of time. This was the place where hope came to die.” (Pg. 98)
But then, “I heard a voice of awesome power… a voice that encompassed such ferocious anger that with word it would destroy the universe… I knew with complete certainty that I was in the presence of God… He was a being of light…From the light I felt love directed toward me as an individual, and I was baffled by it. I had never felt deserving of God’s love… I even looked like Him… He really had a body with arms and legs and features like mine… I marveled to see that what I had learned in church and from the Scriptures… was apparently true. We are actually, physical created in His image. This realization was staggering.” (Pg. 99-101) She goes on, “His voice exploded with energy. ‘Don’t you know that this is the worst thing you could have done?… You think [your life] was hard? It is nothing compared to what awaits you is you take your life.’” (Pg. 102)
Next, “Suddenly I felt another presence with us… The rays of light penetrated with incredible force, with the power of an all-consuming love. This love was as pure and potent as the Father’s, but it had an entirely new dimension of pure compassion, of complete and perfect empathy… And I knew where I had gone wrong. I had doubted His existence… I had hoped that there was truth to the idea of a Savior who had given His life for me, but I had been afraid to really believe… He wanted to comfort me and to hold me, but we were separated by my responses to the lessons of life.” (Pg. 103-104)
She explains, “This place, this Purgatory, this Hell-like state, had a different kind of suffering---pointless, redundant, and stifling. This was the agony---useless, never-ending torment---that awaited me for taking my own life.” (Pg. 105) “The Father interrupted my thoughts. ‘I told you how to get through this.’ And I flashed back to my minister’s … advice he had made me promise in advance to obey: ‘If you read the Scriptures and pray…’ … I could now see that prayer is the key to unlocking the truths that are contained in God’s written Word… now I realized that I was capable of drawing strength from the Scriptures if I would just accept the power of their simplicity.” (Pg. 106-107)
She notes, “I learned that just as there are laws of nature… there are laws of spirit. One of these spiritual laws is that a price of suffering must be paid for every act of harm. I was painfully aware of the suffering I had caused my family and other people… I was destroying the web of connections of people on earth… for all of us are inseparably linked…” (Pg. 109) She adds, “I could now see that we create the soil, the state of mind that will allow us to tap into the nurturing power of the Spirit of God, the light, or we cultivate a personal atmosphere that stifles good and encourages darkness. I was now coming to understand the properties of darkness and of light.” (Pg. 116)
She concludes, “Unless we choose to accept a finite level of darkness, we have the ability to grow forever. We decide.” (Pg. 122) She adds, “God the Father told me that He Himself had had a mortal existence on a world like ours and had progressed along a path by choosing good over evil… I was told that there are countless worlds revolving around countless suns, and each is inhabited by children of God, who are subject to these same laws.” (Pg. 126)
She states, “Hell, while also a specific dimension, is primarily a state of mind. When we die, we are bound by what we think… I had been in Hell long before I died, and I hadn’t realized it…” (Pg. 130) And “Then the powerful energy source … returned to liberate me… I was back in my body, lying on the couch… I felt like Ebenezer Scrooge, having been granted a warning glimpse of my fate; and then once I understood, having been granted a second chance.” (Pg. 131)
This book will interest many of those studying Near-Death Experiences (probably particularly Latter-Day Saints).
Author Angie Fenimore wrote in the Foreword to this 1995 book, “It would overwhelm me every January and June---that terrible state that I came to think of as ‘the cycle.’ It would begin with a sensation of emptiness… To shut out the thoughts, I dimmed my senses, fuzzed out my emotions, until I was consumed by a profound apathy… I would tart to feel suffocated, choking, desperate to break out of the prison of my anxiety and despair. The counselors I saw would spin theories … but therapy brought me no relief… Even as a child I had believed that I inhabited two different spheres… Later on… coming to think… that the alien being existed inside of me, an evil presence that I despised but was powerless to expel. And so in January 1991… I penned a note for my husband, Richard, my sister, Toni, and my sons… The only way out I could see was to take my life.”
She recounts that when young, “Our best friends, Mary and Susie… were devout Catholics… When we were invited to attend Mary’s first communion, I was thrilled that finally I’d get to enter [the Catholic Church]… But the mass itself baffled me… When it was time to go home, I had more questions than I did before we arrived. How disappointing!... My next round of religious experiments started when I was seven… we got to ride the church bus by ourselves to Sunday school and services. I loved Sunday school, especially the Bible stories and prayers, but the … part when the preacher got up and wailed scared the daylights out of me. When school started, I made a new friend… which brought about my introduction to Mormonism… I was drawn to the Mormons’ bright, simple chapel and their conception of an accessible, loving God… I was fascinated by God and had a desire to know Him in the close, personal way that so many of my friends knew Him… I loved it when the congregation sang, ‘He’s got the whole world in His hands.’ I took it literally, and felt so comforted by the idea of being in God’s embrace.” (Pg. 9)
Her father’s second wife, JoAnne, “had started going to church again, taking [sister] Toni and her daughter… with her. I joined them… I grew to love my church like a second home. Its members were so genuine … Through them, I was nourished by a newfound faith in God.” (Pg. 39)
However, her psychological problems increased as she grew older and married. Her husband, Richard, invited her and their son Alex to go to a “nice little church down the road.” But “I felt like screaming. Why couldn’t Richard see that I had become, that I never was what I pretended to be?... I was so obviously beyond the reach of God that no amount of church was going to do me any good.” She ran away to Southern California, leaving her husband and son behind. (Pg. 56-57)
She eventually returned, and they had a second son: “I started drinking again, heavily. I knew I needed help… Finally, I went to see my minister, who was a kind, understanding man… I told him that I could not face the anger and depression that engulfed me… I couldn’t believe that just reading and praying could heal me… there always seemed to be some big obstacle to prayer… It wasn’t long before I abandoned the effort altogether.” (Pg. 65-66) But during an argument with Richard, “on the very eve of what was to be our final breakup, Richard and I made the commitment to stock together.” (Pg. 67) But later, she attempted suicide. (Pg. 78-80)
She recounts her experience, “Closing my eyes, I wished for death… I began to move through a cocoon of soft warmth toward a black spot at the end… I knew that I was somehow controlling this transition between life and death. Though I had done what was physically necessary to die, I still had to choose.” (Pg. 82) She continues, “I was being drawn into a three-dimensional slide show of my life that played out before my eyes chronologically… So this was what people meant when they said, ‘My life flashed before my eyes.’” (Pg. 84) She goes on, “I was immersed in darkness… The darkness continued in all directions and seemed to have no end… it was an endless void, an absence of light. I knew that it had its own life and purpose… I swung my head around to explore the thick blackness and saw… a handful of others. They were all teenagers. ‘Oh, we must be the suicides.’” (Pg. 92)
She adds, “I landed on the edge of a shadowy plane… The foglike mist … [had] some kind of intelligence that was pure negative, even evil… the twisting anguish of this disconnection was beyond my capacity to conceive… I knew that I was in a state of Hell, but this was not the typical ‘fire and brimstone’ Hell that I had learned about as a young child. The word ‘Purgatory’ rose, whispered, into my mind… Men and women of all ages… were standing or squatting or wandering about on the plane… They were completely self-absorbed, every one of them too caught up in his or her own misery to engage in any mental or emotional exchange.” (Pg. 94-95) She laments, “The darkness had claimed me, and I was rapidly becoming like the others here. And I was going to be here for an incomprehensible length of time. This was the place where hope came to die.” (Pg. 98)
But then, “I heard a voice of awesome power… a voice that encompassed such ferocious anger that with word it would destroy the universe… I knew with complete certainty that I was in the presence of God… He was a being of light…From the light I felt love directed toward me as an individual, and I was baffled by it. I had never felt deserving of God’s love… I even looked like Him… He really had a body with arms and legs and features like mine… I marveled to see that what I had learned in church and from the Scriptures… was apparently true. We are actually, physical created in His image. This realization was staggering.” (Pg. 99-101) She goes on, “His voice exploded with energy. ‘Don’t you know that this is the worst thing you could have done?… You think [your life] was hard? It is nothing compared to what awaits you is you take your life.’” (Pg. 102)
Next, “Suddenly I felt another presence with us… The rays of light penetrated with incredible force, with the power of an all-consuming love. This love was as pure and potent as the Father’s, but it had an entirely new dimension of pure compassion, of complete and perfect empathy… And I knew where I had gone wrong. I had doubted His existence… I had hoped that there was truth to the idea of a Savior who had given His life for me, but I had been afraid to really believe… He wanted to comfort me and to hold me, but we were separated by my responses to the lessons of life.” (Pg. 103-104)
She explains, “This place, this Purgatory, this Hell-like state, had a different kind of suffering---pointless, redundant, and stifling. This was the agony---useless, never-ending torment---that awaited me for taking my own life.” (Pg. 105) “The Father interrupted my thoughts. ‘I told you how to get through this.’ And I flashed back to my minister’s … advice he had made me promise in advance to obey: ‘If you read the Scriptures and pray…’ … I could now see that prayer is the key to unlocking the truths that are contained in God’s written Word… now I realized that I was capable of drawing strength from the Scriptures if I would just accept the power of their simplicity.” (Pg. 106-107)
She notes, “I learned that just as there are laws of nature… there are laws of spirit. One of these spiritual laws is that a price of suffering must be paid for every act of harm. I was painfully aware of the suffering I had caused my family and other people… I was destroying the web of connections of people on earth… for all of us are inseparably linked…” (Pg. 109) She adds, “I could now see that we create the soil, the state of mind that will allow us to tap into the nurturing power of the Spirit of God, the light, or we cultivate a personal atmosphere that stifles good and encourages darkness. I was now coming to understand the properties of darkness and of light.” (Pg. 116)
She concludes, “Unless we choose to accept a finite level of darkness, we have the ability to grow forever. We decide.” (Pg. 122) She adds, “God the Father told me that He Himself had had a mortal existence on a world like ours and had progressed along a path by choosing good over evil… I was told that there are countless worlds revolving around countless suns, and each is inhabited by children of God, who are subject to these same laws.” (Pg. 126)
She states, “Hell, while also a specific dimension, is primarily a state of mind. When we die, we are bound by what we think… I had been in Hell long before I died, and I hadn’t realized it…” (Pg. 130) And “Then the powerful energy source … returned to liberate me… I was back in my body, lying on the couch… I felt like Ebenezer Scrooge, having been granted a warning glimpse of my fate; and then once I understood, having been granted a second chance.” (Pg. 131)
This book will interest many of those studying Near-Death Experiences (probably particularly Latter-Day Saints).
April 22, 2014
This is a true story about a very sad and disturbed young woman's account of her suicide attempt. Though I enjoyed the read, it didn't leave me with any true sense of peace about her situation.
The author shares much of her faith in God the Father and Jesus Christ, but never gives any actual statement of faith or testimony of salvation. She also doesn't back ANYTHING up with scripture. Most of her story doesn't have any roots in the Bible, which concerns me. For example, she describes a type of purgatory (rather than hell) and "second chance" after death. Without trying to offend any Catholics who might be reading this, there is no purgatory listed anywhere in the Bible!
The author also puts much focus on "light" and "darkness" rather than Righteousness and Sin, God and Satan, etc. She did hit some very good points throughout the book and I realize that it would be wrong to judge her based on an experience that few people can actually identify with (dying and coming back), but that is where some of the problem lies. Once she came back from her "death" (swallowing a massive amount of pills over a prolonged period of time (not just all at once, so as to avoid vomiting)), she doesn't have any need to go to the hospital, even after her husband walks in on her and hears of this "death" experience. It struck me that she may not have actually died at all, but rather had a lucid, drug-induced experience.
In the end, this is a story of triumph and I do believe her experience is genuine. She had failed to reach out for help and instead wallowed in her depression (listening to dark, rock music that fed into the ideas of suicide, refusing counsel from her minister, pushing away her husband and friends when they tried to reach out to her, etc.). She learned that she needed to purge all "darkness" from her life and surround herself with "light" (God's love).
3 stars.
Additional: I supposes I should point out that she does states that it's a
near-death" experience on the cover of the book, but within the book itself, she describes it as a death experience where she gets a second chance at life.
The author shares much of her faith in God the Father and Jesus Christ, but never gives any actual statement of faith or testimony of salvation. She also doesn't back ANYTHING up with scripture. Most of her story doesn't have any roots in the Bible, which concerns me. For example, she describes a type of purgatory (rather than hell) and "second chance" after death. Without trying to offend any Catholics who might be reading this, there is no purgatory listed anywhere in the Bible!
The author also puts much focus on "light" and "darkness" rather than Righteousness and Sin, God and Satan, etc. She did hit some very good points throughout the book and I realize that it would be wrong to judge her based on an experience that few people can actually identify with (dying and coming back), but that is where some of the problem lies. Once she came back from her "death" (swallowing a massive amount of pills over a prolonged period of time (not just all at once, so as to avoid vomiting)), she doesn't have any need to go to the hospital, even after her husband walks in on her and hears of this "death" experience. It struck me that she may not have actually died at all, but rather had a lucid, drug-induced experience.
In the end, this is a story of triumph and I do believe her experience is genuine. She had failed to reach out for help and instead wallowed in her depression (listening to dark, rock music that fed into the ideas of suicide, refusing counsel from her minister, pushing away her husband and friends when they tried to reach out to her, etc.). She learned that she needed to purge all "darkness" from her life and surround herself with "light" (God's love).
3 stars.
Additional: I supposes I should point out that she does states that it's a
near-death" experience on the cover of the book, but within the book itself, she describes it as a death experience where she gets a second chance at life.
November 30, 2022
Most of the book describes the author's troubled childhood, including sexual abuse. The last few chapters tell of her experience while suffering a suicide. It was depressing reading her narration, especially when some of what her husband said and did were too similar to my own ex. Some of what she said did make sense for me. "To believe without seeing requires a great deal of trust." I'm told that's the definition of faith. "Out of the most tragic of circumstances springs human growth." This was particularly true after 9/11/2001 and 1/6/2021. "Hell, . . . is primarily a state of mind." She states that she experienced hell throughout her life and only saw the truth while in that near-death dimension. She mentions an old man she met there who was despondent and unresponsive. She came to the assumption that it was Judas Iscariot. She was told the man did not have the willingness to believe in the light and thus remained in the dark. She recommends we all seek the light in our lives to avoid the darkness that could consume us.
January 30, 2022
I found this old book in a thrift store, an account of a near death experience- in hell. I’ve read quite a few books of this nature and always find them riveting, and I also enjoy the spiritual side of it. The author had a difficult childhood which could have been a book in itself, and after a suicide attempt, finds herself on the other side. I found this account thought-provoking and fascinating. Towards the end, as the author summarized, some comments regarding gender, suicide, Satan, and the second coming of Christ revealed a slightly more judgmental or ‘all-knowing’ tone but I respect that this is the author conveying her own experience, opinions, and understanding from her own perspective.
July 7, 2008
This book was disturbing in the same way that Left Behind was disturbing to me... especially in that there were people she met in Hell that were there only because they couldn't forgive someone. I personally like holding a grudge...
May 11, 2023
As a former sufferer of suicide ideation, I could relate with her experience. Her story brought warmth and promise into my heart. So many people suffer from suicide thoughts at this time, thus we need more stories such as these. NOTE: I read other comments before I wrote this and was disturbed at how judgement Gods’ own followers are. More disturbing was the realization that some people who are suffering, and read a religiously critical review, will turn away from God blaming God for his judgmental people. I used to. Every critical Christian was confirmation that God was not for me; and so I suffered again and for a long period of time.
April 5, 2022
I was expecting more. The actual 'beyond the darkness' stuff didn't start until near the end, and it seemed, I don't know... not what I was expecting.
The first 100 pages are a biography of Angie Fenimore. Sad and uncomfortable at points, but all-in-all nothing new.
The first 100 pages are a biography of Angie Fenimore. Sad and uncomfortable at points, but all-in-all nothing new.
February 25, 2021
Angie tried to commit suicide in 1991. Before dying she encounters God and relives her life of darkness and abuse. She sees the light and decides to live.
August 26, 2021
He is all you need.
August 20, 2023
I have mixed feelings about this book. I fear that this may be a contrived story for profit and not a real experience. Or, it was based on a real experience, but over exaggerated to make a better story. The author is now a professional writer (and this book may have been written and published to launch her career). I hope I am wrong.
May 29, 2014
I don't like to judge others' experiences as "real" or "just the imagination" or a "drug reaction". My question is "What's the difference?" What is reality if not experience? If highest truths and peace are experienced, who is to judge those experiences? It's like sitting around and judging flowers or something. I found Angie's experience to be inspiring and beautiful. I will end my review by sharing something a friend wrote to me after I posted a quotation from this book on Facebook:
"I read that excerpt then found more of the book and read it. Then i felt moved to pray and ask for forgiveness and realized i dont want anymore darkness and want to be part of the light and all that. So i felt better and was drifting off to sleep and all of a sudden there was this bright light of explosion right in my eye socket. Like i electrocuted myself or something. But it was so REAL. It was so bright and intense that i sat up in bed. Ive never experienced something like it before. It wasnt just a light though, i felt an energy too"
"I read that excerpt then found more of the book and read it. Then i felt moved to pray and ask for forgiveness and realized i dont want anymore darkness and want to be part of the light and all that. So i felt better and was drifting off to sleep and all of a sudden there was this bright light of explosion right in my eye socket. Like i electrocuted myself or something. But it was so REAL. It was so bright and intense that i sat up in bed. Ive never experienced something like it before. It wasnt just a light though, i felt an energy too"
April 26, 2017
Previous to reading this book, I had only read about how near-death experiences have been filled with joy and wonder, and subsequently had a positive effect on those who awaken from it. Fenimore's experience was frightening and completely different from that of the others, and provided a different and thought-provoking perspective on this phenomenon.
Now I don't know what to think, and wonder if may others have had similar negative experiences.
Now I don't know what to think, and wonder if may others have had similar negative experiences.
September 16, 2009
Two stars is really not a bad rating, since it means Ok. I thought the writer had a really bad life, so not surprising that she couldn't deal with it. I don't know if her near death experience was really that or just a bad drug reaction, but it doesn't seem to matter since it turned her life around. I am glad for her and it does seem possible that after life there will be something else, something we are responsible for.
July 1, 2013
I love reading Near Death Experience (NDE) books. This one is very different because it is written by someone who tried committing suicide and tells about the negative side of NDE's. It helps paint a bigger picture in understanding what happens when you die and the circumstances that surround death. There is a great synopsis from her book online at this link: http://www.near-death.com/experiences...
July 7, 2009
This was very entertaining, but she didn't go into as much detail about her NDE as I was expecting.
This book really does give a person allot to think about. The way she describes the light and the darkness for everyday life makes allot of sense to me, but if you don't have faith in God then you probably wont enjoy this book.
This book really does give a person allot to think about. The way she describes the light and the darkness for everyday life makes allot of sense to me, but if you don't have faith in God then you probably wont enjoy this book.
April 22, 2015
This was a really good book. I'd seen a bit of the story on a DVD Angels Among Us. This gives a lot more details and was an easy read. It gives a different perspective of someone's near death experience. It shows hope in spite of hardships in life. I would recommend it and I would read it again.
September 7, 2008
I read this in high school. The author gives a very interseting view of Sprit Prison that really made sense to me. Although the events leading up to her near-death experience is sad, her story ends in a message of hope and love.
August 26, 2009
Part of the book had a "my life is so terrible, everybody's out to get me feel." But the actual experience was interesting to read, especially since it seemed to conform with my own beliefs.
July 21, 2012
Such a good book and a fast read too!!!
March 30, 2012
Very interesting and believable scenario of what we would call "spirit prison." I would be interested to know how the author is doing after such an incredible experience.
July 15, 2013
Useful for believers in dualism.
March 26, 2014
Interesting view of a near death experience. Definitely gives a lot of food for thought.
February 14, 2016
Awesome!!!!!!!
August 29, 2009
The supposedly true story a girl who committed suicide and crossed over.
January 19, 2016
A beautiful but scary story about a near death experience.
Well written for a quick read.
Well written for a quick read.
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