He Died in a Plane Crash! What He Sees in Heaven Will Inspire You!

I was the only survivor of a horrific airplane crash and my life has forever been changed.

As a nineteen-year-old brash young pilot in flight training, I boarded a commuter airplane – full of cargo – with two other pilots. Just after take-off, we violently crashed into a cemetery’s seven story Air Mausoleum. Ironically it was dedicated to famous deceased pilots. The first witnesses to the crash site determined that all three of us were dead. For three days I drifted in and out of a coma but not before taking an uncharted trip … to heaven.

What I experienced there, words cannot do justice. Even the best words pale before the indescribable. You should know, however, that for many months following the crash, due to serious amnesia, I remembered nothing. Nothing of the crash, the 70-foot fall in a tangled mass of metal, the first three days in the hospital, nor my visit to heaven. At least, my mind did not remember. My heart? Well, that’s a different story.