His Blind Sister Sees Jesus Days Before Passing Away

Good Morning from Vancouver Island , British Columbia, Canada. 

My name is Timothy Martindale and I will try to make this as short as I can. 

Back around 1972, my sister Sherry ( who was 5 years older than me ) had been hit by  car driven by a lady who never stopped. The lady dragged Sherry under her car for almost an entire block before she broke free and laid bleeding on the road. Emergency service arrived and took her to the hospital where she finally was on the mend and back home to continue living a life she was lucky to still have. 

Jump ahead to around 1974, Sherry started to get nauseating headaches and a lot of pain in her head. After a few years of hurting and the doctor’s telling my parents that Sherry was just reaching puberty and it was normal but mom and dad finally got another doctor who order a ct scan which showed a tumor had developed on her brain right overtop her optic nerve and it was cancer.  The only choice my parents had were to leave the tumor alone giving Sherry maybe 6 months “OR” removing it and leaving her blind ( Remember it was on her optic nerve ) with a much longer time to live than 6 months so mon and dad opted for the latter. 

The first of 6 brain surgeries was successful but it was a long long road to recovery. This was a time in Sherry’s life when she was becoming a young woman and should have been seeing boys, going to highschool, learning and living the teenagers life but “NO” her life stopped at the basic age of 12 years old. Obviously at such a young age, kids forgot her and moved on and sherry was left with just our family to help her heal and learn to grow up and it was hard, me being the youngest I spent the most time with her and over the years we had a bound that has never been broken even though she’s past away years back. 

I could go on for days but I’ll jump up to 2002 ( the year Sherry died ) in order to avoid all the details of the 6 major brain operations sherry have over those years. The cancer came back and after some long heart felt talks, Sherry decided she didn’t want to fight anymore and just want it over with and we all agreed and respected her wishes. Keep in mind that because Sherry never grew up around what should have been a normal life peers of that age so she never learned to swear, she never did drugs or drank and she was basically 30 some years old with the mentality of a 15 year old with “ZERO” life experiences so she was the most innocent person. the most kind and caring human being ever because she was never exposed to the horror’s of the real world so she had no idea what mean people were all about. 

Sherry never cursed but the one thing in life that made her angry was her thought of ” Why would God allow this to happen to her ” and she abandoned God all together but still remained her caring, loving self her entire life. I think deep down she knew God was there but she still rightfully had her doubts and I don’t blame her. 

Anyways move ahead to the last 2 weeks of her life living in the hospital just letting life take it’s toll. She was hooked up to any medications and wasn’t on any mind altering medications, I need to mention this because of what I’m about to say next. Remember Sherry basically had no real believe in God… The one evening ( About 4 days before she past away ) she and I were sitting in the hospital room, her in her bed and I was sitting off the side in a chair and we were just talking about what ever right, nothing serious just another day in the life when all of a sudden she had this blank pale look on her face and she was staring into the far corner of the room which was behind when I was sitting. I thought she was just in deep thought and remember she was completely blind so for her to stare off into space was somewhat normal except for this time.  As I was watching her staring, I could feel/see/sense a light that was just a tad brighter then the light in room and it was coming from behind me where Sherry was staring.  A few minutes had gone by when suddenly ( this gives me goosebumps every time I think of it ) Sherry sort of snapped out of it for the lack of a better term and she turned her head and looked me straight in the eye. While looking at her there seemed to be color in her eyes again and I could swear she could see me and just as I thought that, she leaned way forward in the bed and off to her right and grabbed my hand without having to feel for it, it was like she could see me “AND” where my hand was. 

She looks me in the face with this glowing aura about her and says … ” You’re going to think Im completely nuts, but I just saw Jesus behind you in the corner of the room ” and she had the biggest confident smile on her face I had ever seen in all the years. She suddenly didn’t even look sick anymore I can’t explain it. My eyes watered up and when she let go of my hand, I had to leave the room to regain my composure because I was about to burst.  When I came back in , for some reason I didn’t ask a single question of what she saw or what he said, it was just left at that and that’s my biggest regret in life but maybe I wasn’t supposed to know what happened between her and Jesus..  A few days later Sherry died peacefully .  I have always believe in God and Jesus but like many I still had some doubt right ( I ‘m sure it’s only normal ) but after this night, it was the defining moment in my life that changed my belief 100% and I always thank God and Jesus for allowing me to be in the room at the same as Jesus presented himself. 

Thank you so much for reading and I’m sorry it was so long but it’s as short as I could have possibly made this. 
Prayers to all
Love Timothy.