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This book is my life’s testimony. It’s the story of how I died for roughly three days, and God brought me back to life. It talks about the power, grace, and mercies of God.
I was born and raised in Ghana, West Africa. I grew up as a member of a big royal family. Growing up. there were two occupations that I never wanted to find myself in. These were a teacher and a clergy (preacher). However, during that time, I was receiving some indications that God was calling me. I tried to run away from that calling once I was saved, and by doing so I ended up in the presence of the devil. I was a young lady, and thought I could outsmart the Lord. I died in my apartment. I didn't call in at my job for three days. I was escorted to an area where I witnessed some family members in hell. I saw different cells with secure locks like the Maximum Security Prisons. I had a couple of dreams of funerals in my family before I died. The Lord wanted me to know what was ahead of me. Unfortunately, I didn't understand the dreams at that time. Though, I was sad for a few days for no apparent reason. I saw my spirit departing from my body, then I was at the cemetery where I identified myself to the attendant, before I was lifted to hell.
My experience of witnessing some of my family members being tormented in hell affected me emotionally for many years.
I didn’t recognize any one of them. And, I presumed that they might have died many years ago; probably before my parents were born. For some reason, I saw only men in that “cell.” Then the thought that came to mind was that some of them were kings in their lifetime. I guess the message was for me to understand that all kings would one day stand before God in judgement. All kings will bow before the King of kings – Revelation 4:10. A couple of them started pulling me the moment I was escorted into that "cell." I started screaming, and I said to them “I don’t like this place, I want to go back.” And they said, “You can’t go back when you come here.” I said “No.” I kept insisting that I would go back. Finally, I was released from that cell and I was told to " go back". My return to the earth was in the same order. I was lifted to the cemetery and I spoke with the attendant again before being lifted to my apartment building. God had mercy on me, He spared my life and gave me a second chance! Thank God!
I suffered regular nose bleed, and coughed clots of blood, God healed me supernaturally.
I noticed partial memory loss after I came back from death. Interestingly, the scriptures of the Bible were the only input my mind could retain. As a result of my memory loss, my life was interrupted. I found myself in Bible College after I was declared disabled. God healed my mind, and I didn’t require any more medications from the psychiatrist.
Several individuals lost hope for me, but the prayer of the Saints kept me hanging on. I’m now a living testimony of the miraculous power of God. This experience has given me a zeal and passion for souls. Not only that, but it brought the reverential fear of God in me. I pray, that as you read this book, you believe that all things are possible with God! And also, remember that to obey God is better than disobeying God and offering Him a sacrifice Shalom!