Visions of Heaven

My Growing Up
July 14, 2011, 3:48 pm
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I grew up in the country, surrounded by nature.  There were hundreds of acres of evergreen forest stretching down to an isolated beach that eventually led to the Pacific Ocean.  I was blessed to be born into a family that not only believed in God, but in the supernatural. From a young age, my mother shared various events with me.  Two of her stories stuck in my mind.

The first was from when I was quite young.  She told of her waking one night to find her bedroom full of light, but not able to understand where it was coming from.  She got out of bed and looked out the windows to see it was a dark night.  She realized the light was coming from something in the room.  It looked to coming from something on her.  She took her nightgown off, and it fell to the floor, away from the light.  She realized it was her own body from which the light was emanating.

Several years later, my mother was diagnosed with breast cancer.  She went through the prescribed treatment at the time, chemotherapy, which was very hard on her.  After months of praying, begging God for a miracle, one night her desire was granted.  She awoke in the middle of the night, and had very strange sensations in her body, and knew deep inside she was healed.  On her next weekly visit to the oncologist for her chemotherapy, she told him what had happened.  He decided it best to continue the treatment in spite of her feeling healed.  Although prior chemotherapy treatments had been rough on her, that treatment, she said, nearly killed her, confirming to her that she’d been healed.  She remained cancer free for decades afterward.

Those two stories have stuck with me throughout my years as being pivotal in my belief that God is there and God listens.

I leaned on those stories as I grew up in the Christian religion.  My mother sought to be with those that also believed in the supernatural.  We went to special meetings of people like that – led by a variety of very dynamic preachers who inspired many.  What they all said I do not well remember, as I was wanting to believe that the supernatural was not only for yesteryear, but for today.


Adventures In Heaven – the eBook
July 6, 2011, 7:55 pm
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Years ago, after I began sharing with people of having visions of heaven, I was invited to speak at a small gathering in British Columbia, Canada.  One of the people there was quite intrigued by the stories I shared.  Little did I know he was a best selling author.  Mike Mason and I kept in contact, and after a time of getting to know one another, he asked if he could write a book about the visions.

Mike and I worked for quite a while on the book, which became Adventures In Heaven.  It covered part of the history of how it all came about and where it took me for the first few years.

We printed a few copies back when it was finished to see what kind of reception it would get.  Mike contacted numerous publishers, but being as it’s a book all on it’s own, the publishers Mike contacted didn’t feel it fit their readership well.  So here we are more than a decade later, again self-publishing, but this time in the much more affordable format of an eBook.

Watch this blog for the upcoming announcement about Adventures In Heaven.  Soon to be released as an eBook!

The Future

I stood in the main court of heaven, before God, taking in my surroundings, the creatures standing before him.  But that’s for another day.  I felt prompted to continue where we left off the day before.

“How much of the future do you really know?”  I asked.

“I know people’s hearts and what’s in their minds.  I know how they’ve responded in certain situations in the past, and what they’re focused on right now.  I can see what computers are calculating and what timers are set to.  I can predict using all those factors the probability of what will happen in the short term with a great degree of accuracy.  In the longer term, it can be less accurate.

“To make something come to pass, one either has to forcibly make someone do something or manipulate the situation to produce the desired outcome.  I have done both at times, but prefer to let each person have as much freedom of choice as possible.  Without freedom of choice neither one of us can learn from the outcome.”


“I know all things,” God said to me.

“How can you know all things when it seems like you don’t know when a traffic light is going to turn red?”

He patiently waits for me to continue.

“When I’m out driving, you tell me to keep going when I see a green light, but then the light turns red before I get to it and I have to stop.”

“What would happen if I told you the light was going to turn red?”

“I would quit trying to get there so fast – I’d take my foot off the pedal and coast.  It would save energy.”  I was trying to think of practical reasons why he should tell me the future.

“How do you feel about it?  What happens to hope?”

“I would lose hope of making the light, and that in turn would make me feel like I’m going to be late.”

“When the light does turn red, and you are sitting at it, how do you feel?  What happens to hope then?”

I had to think about that a moment.  “Well I have a different kind of hope.  I know the light is going to turn green, but I don’t know exactly when.  I just know it’s going to eventually turn green.”

“Which hope makes you feel the best?”

“I feel more motivated when I see that I can reach a goal in front of me – I see the green light and going through the intersection before it turns red gives me a goal I can see.  Sitting at a red light, I can’t see the goal, I only know it’s coming.”

God smiles warmly at me.  “I want you to have the hope that makes you feel the best – the one that keeps you going.”

My visions

Over a period of a couple of decades, I’ve been blessed with being able to see into the spiritual realm.  I have discovered I can go to heaven, again and again and again, and will be able to do so until the day I die.  These are the stories of how I got there and a bit of what I’ve seen to date.  I’ve been there literally thousands of times, and as I age like anyone else, my memories fade, become blurred, or are forgotten with time.

On one trip to heaven, I asked what it meant to honor your father and mother, one of the ten commandments.  I was told that to do so one recounts the good things that happened.  Through this blog I want to honor our Creator by recounting the wonderful things that have happened to me.  I hope to capture as many as I can in hopes that some will bless and encourage others.