I’ve never done any research into how people die, but I’ve definitely read somewhere that the majority of deaths happen to people lying in bed. In other words, they know they’re going to die, and end up basically waiting for it to happen.
Sorry to be morbid.
But however most people die, I reckon there aren’t many people who actually see death staring them in the face and have the opportunity to contemplate it head-on.
Robert Shelby, a lay pastor at a Baptist church, is one man who did when his head hit the bottom of a swimming pool while diving in.
None of my body is moving. So, I go through my feet, my toes, my legs and knees, go through my arms. I’m trying every single part of my body that I thought might get me there, tried dog paddling, but I’m absolutely paralyzed. There’s nothing moving.
Robert Shelby was about to drown, and he knew it.
I prayed just a moment about it, and what came to me was that [since] I praised God for the last 10 years of my life, I should praise him now. So, I began praising him for his grace, for saving me, sending his son, those type things, praising him for the privilege of raising up a family and ministering to people. I prayed that he would watch over my family and provide for them.
His story’s pretty moving, so get a tissue out, read the whole thing here, and be inspired.