I think the white light that people see when they die is a real thing because if I were God, I’d want to get a good look at whoever was on their way up before it was too late and that’s probably why some people “die” and come back to Earth again.
God gets a good look at them, and maybe they seem a little squirrelly or high maintenance or maybe they’re talking up a blue streak, asking all sorts of ridiculous questions or making demands and that few seconds in the light allows Him to make a quick judgement call and tell one of his guys, “Not today, with that one,’ so He can avoid unnecessary stress and headaches. To me, it’s completely plausible. If I were Him, I’d do the exact same thing.
Every year I wrack my brain for days and days trying to decide on the perfect gift to give to my mom for Mother’s Day because I know she won’t be around forever and I want her to know how much she means to me. But the thing is, my mom is just so hard to shop for and after walking around and around the mall and browsing on the Internet for hours, I finally just cave in and get her the same thing I get her every year: a dozen mice for her snake and a $20 gift certificate for Star Nails.