| MY VISION OF LOVETM By Rebecca Mc Dermont January 13th, 1999 was the beginning of what would become the worst day of my life this far. I received a horrifying call from my sister and her friend at 11:59 pm. When the phone rang at this time of the night, you don't usually expect it to be good news and this call was no exception. My sister was on her way to the hospital to be with my 20 year old son, Rick, who had been in an automobile accident. I was receiving the most gut wrenching call of my life. "Hi, Beck. Rick's been in an auto accident. We aren't sure what's going on right now but he's alive. He's lost a lot of blood but he was conscious and aware when he arrived at the hospital," my sister said in an anxious voice. With my hand held over my mouth, I slowly sat down in a chair at the kitchen table. I didn't want to take any chances that I might fall over or pass out because I was 6 months pregnant. "Oh, no..." I painfully replied in disbelief as my heart sank into my stomach. For about the last year, I've had a feeling that I would be receiving a call like this. I can't explain how I knew but now my worst nightmare was coming true. Sharon said that they would call me when they arrived at the hospital and when they had gathered some more news. My husband, daughter and I lived 3 1/2 hours north of where Rick was so I proceeded to pack up a few articles of clothing. For some reason, I had a feeling that I should grab the "black maternity dress" that was hanging in my closet just in case. A short time later, Sharon called and told us that there was some fluid in Rick's abdomen that the doctor's could see but they weren't sure what it was so they were going to do an operation to observe it. As soon as I hung up the phone, my husband, my daughter and I hopped into the car immediately. Our journey into what seemed like hell was beginning. As my husband was driving downstate, about 2-2 1/2 hours into our drive, I lowered the van seat that I was sitting in to a lying position. I needed to try and get some rest. After a few minutes of laying down with my eye's closed, my spirit felt as if it was taken to a type of waiting area. I could see myself in a dark room sitting in a chair. Suddenly, Rick entered the room from my right. I could feel a presence with him but I could not see the presence. I just knew that he wasn't alone which I'm very grateful for. Rick didn't appear to be himself. He actually appeared to have a slight glowing around him. He wasn't afraid or nervous in any way. He appeared to be very calm and content. He was radiating a beam that couldn't be seen but only felt of an overwhelming presence of love. This incredible feeling of divine love was pouring out of him and enveloping inside of me. I have never experienced a feeling like this ever on this earth. It was beautiful, peaceful and unconditional. There's no real way to describe it. It was the "Glory of God" that I was allowed to experience and to be a part of. With this feeling of blessed love surrounding us and in us, Rick said, " Hi, mom" and he came to where I was sitting and he bent down and gave me a hug and a kiss. He said, "I love you." I said, "I love you too, Rick." He then stood back up and at that moment, there was an opening in the blackness of the room. It appeared in the left corner of the darkness. The opening was growing larger and brighter. In fact, it became so bright that you could barely look upon it. Rick then turned around and said, "Good bye." I returned with "Good bye, Rick." I was at total peace with his leaving. I didn't say, "Don't go." I didn't say, "No...please wait." I didn't start crying which would have been certain if I would have realized what was happening. It was almost like my spirit knew that he was going to a much better place and that one day, I'd be joining him there. |
Rick walked up to and through the light. After he entered God's glory, the room was black again.
I could hear the hum of the tires turning around and around all the while that the vision was taking place so it wasn't a
dream.
My spirit came back to where it should be and I
rose up. I then raised my seat back into an upright
position but I chose not to say anything about what I had
seen to Anthony. I thought that he'd think that I was crazy.
I started wondering why I didn't beg Rick to stay or
plead with the LORD not to take him from me. I
started feeling angry at myself for just letting him go
but during the vision, I didn't want to stop him. He was
going home and I knew it.
I had an urgent feeling that I needed to call
the hospital so about 1/2 hour later, we did. My
family had not received any news on Rick 's condition.
He was still in surgery.
I eventually told Anthony what I had experienced. He
didn't disbelieve or ridicule me in any way like I
thought that he might. He didn't say much about it at
all.
Once we arrived at the hospital, Rick was out of
surgery and a doctor came in to talk to the family.
The surgeon said that Rick had died on the
operating table. When it's your son that they are
talking about, you feel such a deep agonizing pain.
It feels like a piece of you dies right along with your child.
The doctor continued on to say that they were able to bring Rick back to life but that he was on life support.
Within 3 days, Rick's condition went from comma to brain death. He never woke up again.
Today, I thank God that I had those 3 days with him. Just to touch him and to feel a warm body and to
talk to him face to face even though he wasn't awake.
We later found out that Rick's heart had stopped beating for 20 minutes which is way too long for someone's
brain to go without oxygen.
Rick had told my family that he wanted to sign his drivers license to donate his organs. When it came time
for the hospital to ask us about donation, I didn't have to make that decision for him because Rick had
already decided. I wouldn't have been able to agree to it.
Because of Rick, 7 people live on. A couple of them have written letters to us and thanked us for
this gift. We are so appreciative of that.
What happened to me wasn't a dream and I'm so glad that God knew he had to show me something that I'd
never felt before, his powerful love, in order to make me never doubt what I had witnessed. If I wouldn't have
felt "the love" or saw Rick's body in a different light, I may have convinced myself that it all was only a dream.
For this, I am thankful.
Something so horrible as losing a son has affected my life in an enormous way. Any time that the
enemy tries to throw his darts of disbelief of God at me, I remember my vision and I stand firm. I have
no doubt that we have an awesome, powerful, almighty and forever loving God.
God took the worst possible thing that can happen to someone and used it to build up my faith. Losing
Rick has been the most awful thing that's ever happened to me but God wanted me to know that Rick was
somewhere safe and somewhere glorious. I know that I will see my son again. I know that my God
really does love me.
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I could hear the hum of the tires turning around and around all the while that the vision was taking place so it wasn't a
dream.
My spirit came back to where it should be and I
rose up. I then raised my seat back into an upright
position but I chose not to say anything about what I had
seen to Anthony. I thought that he'd think that I was crazy.
I started wondering why I didn't beg Rick to stay or
plead with the LORD not to take him from me. I
started feeling angry at myself for just letting him go
but during the vision, I didn't want to stop him. He was
going home and I knew it.
I had an urgent feeling that I needed to call
the hospital so about 1/2 hour later, we did. My
family had not received any news on Rick 's condition.
He was still in surgery.
I eventually told Anthony what I had experienced. He
didn't disbelieve or ridicule me in any way like I
thought that he might. He didn't say much about it at
all.
Once we arrived at the hospital, Rick was out of
surgery and a doctor came in to talk to the family.
The surgeon said that Rick had died on the
operating table. When it's your son that they are
talking about, you feel such a deep agonizing pain.
It feels like a piece of you dies right along with your child.
The doctor continued on to say that they were able to bring Rick back to life but that he was on life support.
Within 3 days, Rick's condition went from comma to brain death. He never woke up again.
Today, I thank God that I had those 3 days with him. Just to touch him and to feel a warm body and to
talk to him face to face even though he wasn't awake.
We later found out that Rick's heart had stopped beating for 20 minutes which is way too long for someone's
brain to go without oxygen.
Rick had told my family that he wanted to sign his drivers license to donate his organs. When it came time
for the hospital to ask us about donation, I didn't have to make that decision for him because Rick had
already decided. I wouldn't have been able to agree to it.
Because of Rick, 7 people live on. A couple of them have written letters to us and thanked us for
this gift. We are so appreciative of that.
What happened to me wasn't a dream and I'm so glad that God knew he had to show me something that I'd
never felt before, his powerful love, in order to make me never doubt what I had witnessed. If I wouldn't have
felt "the love" or saw Rick's body in a different light, I may have convinced myself that it all was only a dream.
For this, I am thankful.
Something so horrible as losing a son has affected my life in an enormous way. Any time that the
enemy tries to throw his darts of disbelief of God at me, I remember my vision and I stand firm. I have
no doubt that we have an awesome, powerful, almighty and forever loving God.
God took the worst possible thing that can happen to someone and used it to build up my faith. Losing
Rick has been the most awful thing that's ever happened to me but God wanted me to know that Rick was
somewhere safe and somewhere glorious. I know that I will see my son again. I know that my God
really does love me.
Back To Top Copyright 2006-2007. Rebecca McDermont. All Rights
Reserved.
Testimony
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