In a captivating YouTube video, a Romanian man recounts his extraordinary experience of visiting both heaven and hell. He describes seeing “a magnificent gate that perfectly reflected his own body” and realizing “the body decays in the ground while the soul receives a new form.” Guided by angels, he felt weightless in heaven and experienced indescribable joy.
He was shown a record of his wrongdoings but was told, “a place in heaven had been prepared for him and his loved ones.” Encountering his deceased parents, he was advised by the angels to let his father rest. His mother witnessed his spiritual rebirth. The man noted that both Jesus and the angels wore “immaculate white clothing, with hair as white as snow,” without wings, their appearance emanating “a radiant brightness.”
In hell, he saw a tunnel of flames and countless souls pleading for help. A colossal figure of God assured him, “all his sins, as vast as the sands of the sea, were forgiven through the blood of His beloved son, Jesus.” Awakening in a morgue, his wife, expecting to prepare for his funеrаI, was astonished to see him alive.
This story serves as a reminder that salvation and redemption are always possible, encouraging everyone to embrace salvation before the grace period ends.
I Was the Only One Who Went to My Grandma’s Birthday Brunch — After Seeing Her Tears, I Taught My Family a Lesson
My story begins badly but ends on a positive note. It’s about my Gran-Gran, the sweetest lady alive, who raised me and my brothers during our parents’ divorce. Ahead of her 83rd birthday, she surprised us by organizing a brunch at her place, despite her deteriorating health, making her own bread and pastries, and sending handwritten invites.
On her birthday, I arrived 10 minutes late to find her cleaning up alone. She admitted, “Sany, you aren’t too late, no one bothered showing up on my birthday. But it’s okay, sweetheart. I know everyone is busy.” My heart broke. Everyone had promised to be there, but none showed up. I hugged her and decided to take action.v
I lied to my family, saying Gran-Gran had fallen and was in the hospital, convincing them to send money for hospital bills. I collected a significant amount and used it to book a trip for Gran-Gran and me to a beach resort she’d always wanted to visit. We spent a week enjoying the sun, the sea, and each other’s company. I shared the trip images on social media, tagging all our family members.
When we returned, Gran-Gran was glowing. “Thank you for this, darling. It’s been the best week of my life,” she said. From that day on, my family never missed another event. They showed up for every birthday, holiday, and Sunday dinner. Every time I saw Gran-Gran’s happy face, I knew it had all been worth it. Do you think I overreacted and took things too far?
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