Near Death Experience

The noon sky was brilliant that wintry day in March 1948, as I walked along a country highway not far from the city of Chicago. A cold, gusty Northwest wind was blowing, and I had the collar of my overcoat turned up around my ears. The wide highway was well constructed, and at this particular time, was devoid of traffic. Nevertheless, I was careful to walk along the grassy shoulder of the road on the side that faces oncoming traffic.

Our relationship with death defines for us the meaning of life. If there is no existence beyond the grave, then we are more tempted to “eat, drink, and be merry.” But if our consciousness continues on without the physical body, then we may be facing major consequences beyond this earthly sojourn.