On one of my housework and shopping days, I had a very clear picture of Frankie, a woman I knew slightly, standing at the entrance of the local supermarket. I couldn’t imagine what I was to do, except that it was to be a divine appointment that God wanted me to keep at 9:30 am that day.
I set out with my grocery list, arriving at the time shown to me, and there was Frankie walking towards the entrance. She saw me, tugged at my sleeve, and led me to a quiet place in the supermarket. “Leoné,” she said, “can you please tell me quickly what you can about the after life? I have cancer and I’m scared! The doctor says I haven’t got long to live.”
Just the day before, I had been given a book by Betty Maltz telling about her after-death experience. This was still very clear in my mind, and I shared it with Frankie. Betty had been pronounced clinically dead, but she felt so alive and joyful as she walked up a green hill to a gate of pearl. She recognised the precious stones that decorated the wall, as she had worked in a jeweller’s shop. The angel who accompanied her touched the pearl, and Betty could then see through it to a street of gold inside the city.
She could hear people singing, and she was looking forward to the glorious gate opening, but instead, the angel told her it was not yet her time to enter. Betty was escorted back down the hill, totally healed physically, and given a new love for people. After her return to life, she shared her experiences to crowded audiences, assuring them that heaven is real. She told people that if they accept Jesus and obey His word, they have nothing to fear. Rather, they can look forward with great joy to their heavenly home.
Frankie’s doubts and fears vanished, and during her remaining months, she was a joy to all her friends.