Place Called Heaven, A

PREFACE
How can I project my testimony in a few words? My sudden death in a car accident at eighteen escorted me into a place called heaven. My closest friend, who had died in a tragic accident, was the one chosen to show me around in heaven. Just as I was beginning to make a permanent adjustment, my friend put his hand gently on my shoulder and said, “Gary, you have to go back. She is using that name, Jesus.”
My baby sister had been with me in that car accident and I knew instinctively that she was calling me back by using that name. My thoughts were confirmed. After my heavenly tour, things did not look so good in the natural realm. I badly needed plastic surgery and my teeth were to become like stars; they come out at night. I had no vocal cords. Imagine the nurse’s startled face when she greeted me, and I answered her back. I have an X-ray that shows that I have no vocal cords, yet I talk and sing.
I sum up a place called heaven with these words. There is a heaven to gain and a hell to shun. Judgment is simply what we have done with Jesus in this life. This is the final battle. We are in the final quest. What is unseen is more real than what is seen.
Fasten your seatbelts and take a journey with me to A Place Called Heaven.
Dr. Gary Wood, Th.D.Grace Theological Seminary