On the subject of whether or not God opposes people stripping, I would read
the NDE (near-death experience) books and stories you might find or buy.
Basically, if we believe these accounts, after death people experience their lives again, but they experience everything they have done from both their own perspective and the perspective of those who were affected. So, if we believe the NDE reports, your life review will include experiencing being the various customers who watched you dance or who talked with you or who received dances from you. If they were blessed and helped, you will experience their being blessed or helped. If they were not blessed, you will experience being them not being blessed.
At the end of this post, I include a link and some excerpts from several.
As for God leading to not strip by arranging for you to observe and help in the car accident of your co-workers, I think He has clearly means of communication. If you wish to experience God's guidance, I recommend you take some time and be quiet and listen to God. If you wish, say, "I am listening." Don't worry if it seems as if nothing is happening. Over time, things will become clear or clearer for you, I believe. (Actually, you would not even need to say, "I am listening," if you did not wish to.)
I don't believe God is morally opposed to your stripping. If you listen, you may find that out for yourself.
you may find a lot of NDE stories at this site:
near-death.com
here paragraphs from several:
By reviewing my past, I was brought to new places of discovery within myself. Many events were shown simultaneously. I recalled two examples. When I was five years old I teased Tammy Fowler, another five year old girl, to the point of tears. I was now in a unique position to feel what Tammy felt. Her frustration, her tears, and her feelings of separateness were now my feelings. I felt a tremendous amount of compassion for this child. I was Tammy and needed love, nurturing and forgiveness. My essence gave love to both of us – a love so deep and tender, like the love between a mother and child. I realized by hurting another, I was only hurting myself. Again, I was experiencing oneness.
The next incident was similar. I had made fun of Billy Bradley, a scrawny, malnourished asthmatic kid. He died when he was seventeen years old from a cerebral aneurysm. He seemed to be in the realm of existence I was in. Yet, still I was not sure where I was. When Billy was twelve, he had written me a love letter that I rejected. I was experiencing his pain which became my pain. At the same time, I felt a tremendous amount of love for this boy and myself. My contact with him went beyond the physical and I felt his soul. He had a vibrant, bright light burning inside of him. Feeling his spirit’s strength and vitality was an inconceivable moment especially knowing how much he physically suffered when he was alive.
The message was clear. The message was – LOVE.
Then life events unfolded before my eyes - times when I showed anger, and when I showed love, appeared like a movie. I could feel the anger and hurt of the other person whenever I had been mean; and I also felt the anger as it rippled on through to others. Then, where I showed love to people, I felt that too. And I felt how much further that love rippled out from person to person, as a warm pulse triggering cause and effect - such joy!
Then after a space of time the length of which I could not determine, a bright light began to glow in the room. Brighter and brighter it became! It was somewhat above me and in front of me. I tried to look but was almost blinded from it! I held my hands up in front of me and could make out the appearance of a figure setting on some type of seat.
Then without warning it happened.
"What have you done with your life?" The voice penetrated my very being. I had no answer.
Then to my right I saw what seemed to be like a movie, and I was in it. I saw my mother giving me birth, my childhood and friends. I saw everything from my youth up. I saw everything I had ever done before my eyes!
As my life played out before my very eyes I tried to think of good things I had done. I was raised in church and had been very active in church functions, yet as I pondered on this, I saw a man in his car that had ran out of gas.
I had stopped and given him a lift to a local store about a year ago. I had bought him some gas as he had no money and helped him get on his way. I thought to my self, why am I seeing this? The voice was loud and clear.
"You took no thought to help this soul and asked nothing in return. These actions are the essence of good."
Suddenly, an enormous explosion erupted beneath me, an explosion of light rolling out to the farthest limits of my vision. I was in the center of the Light. It blew away everything, including the fog. It reached the ends of the universe, which I could see, and doubled back on itself in endless layers. I was watching eternity unfold.
The Light was brighter than hundreds of suns, but it did not hurt my eyes. I had never seen anything as luminous or as golden as this Light, and I immediately understood it was entirely composed of love, all directed at me. This wonderful, vibrant love was very personal, as you might describe secular love, but also sacred.
Though I had never seen God, I recognized this light as the Light of God. But even the word God seemed too small to describe the magnificence of that presence. I was with my Creator, in holy communication with that presence. The Light was directed at me and through me; it surrounded me and pierced me. It existed just for me.


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