I Died to Meet Jesus

By Manuel Giorgi

On 1/10/18 my life completely changed. I died for about a half hour and was revived by, our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. From there it was a 4 year journey that was very difficult, but also a blessing. I explain what happened to me physically, mentally, emotionally and spiritually. I was blessed with the ability to interpret different bible verses and also, how God feels about certain things. Jesus gave me a message for everyone along with how he feels about some important things. I will also tell you why I wanted to stay. God loves all of us.

• Language: English
• Publisher: New Harbor Press
• Release date: Mar 29, 2022
• ISBN: 9798201672331

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I DIED TO MEET JESUS

Manuel Giorgi

New Harbor Press

RAPID CITY, SD

Copyright © 2022 by Manuel Giorgi

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I Died to Meet Jesus / Manuel Giorgi. -- 1st ed.

Scripture quotations are from The ESV Bible ( The Holy Bible, English Standard Version) copyright 2001 by Crossway, a publishing Ministry of Good News Publishers. Used by permission. All rights reserved.

John 11:42–44

42: I knew that you always hear me, but I said this on account of the people standing around, that they may believe that you sent me.

43: When he had said these things, he cried out with a loud voice, Lazarus come out.

44: The man who had died came out, his hands and feet bound with linen strips, and his face wrapped with a cloth. Jesus said to them, Unbind him, and let him go.

This is the true account of what happened to me. I died for 30–40 minutes and was then revived. I will go through what happened to me physically, emotionally, and spiritually. This book explains a lot of it, but I did not put 100% of everything. This will give you a good understanding about what to expect when you die. I do not expect everyone to agree, but this definitely happened to me. This was not a near death experience or a vision or a dream. I was completely dead.

Contents

Acknowledgments

Chapter 1

Dying Physically

How It All Happened

What Happened Spiritually

Hell

Jesus

Chapter 2

The Physical Battle

Back to Work

The Last Stand

Revelation from God

Depression and PTSD

Chapter 3

The Love of God

Chapter 4

Catholic Religion/False Religions

Idolatry

Ultimate Authority

Purgatory

LDS Church-False Religion

Judaism

Chapter 5

Interpreting the Bible

Other Things to Be Careful Of

Chapter 6

Why Is It Difficult to Know Jesus?

Chapter 7

How Do I Know If I Am Really Saved?

False Conversion

Chapter 8

The Knowledge and Feelings

Being Left Out

Nations That Turn Away from God

God’s Feelings on Murder and Abortion

Chapter 9

Most Powerful Bible Verses (By Feeling from God)

Chapter 10

Where Do We Go from Here?

Bibliography

About the Author

Acknowledgments

I want to thank:

North Providence Fire Department

Fatima Hospital

Miriam Hospital

RI Hospital

God worked through you to revive me and then keep me alive.

I want to thank my family.

I also want to thank Lowe’s. I had to go on several leaves of absences and could have been terminated. You allowed me the time off and never gave me a problem.

There is no way for me to thank God enough. He has truly blessed me. I am very thankful to God for giving me the privilege to write this book and also allowing me to have a better version of me, my son, Manny Jr.

Chapter 1

Dying Physically

I grew up in the Catholic religion. Both of my parents were religious so that was all I knew. I went to catechism from kindergarten until I made my confirmation. We would go to church on and off. I completed all of my sacraments. There were some things that bothered me about it, but not enough to switch religions. I honestly felt guilty if I was reading about another religion. As I started getting older I would still try to get to church, I would pray often and I even did the Rosary sometimes. I always had a good relationship with God the Father, but not with Jesus or the Holy Spirit.

From when I was about twenty there were just things going on that I did not understand. I would read the Bible and I just was not getting it, it did not make sense to me. That was getting frustrating. Then things even got worse for me. Every single time I walked into a Catholic church, I would just get this lump in my throat. Once it started it never stopped. I have not gone into a Catholic church since I died, so I have no idea what would happen. Probably nothing because I know it’s a false religion. Basically, I had a good relationship with the Father, hardly any with Jesus or the Holy Spirit. I was feeling uncomfortable going into a Catholic church and I did not understand the Bible. I got to the point where I did not want any part of the church, just God.

I was basically a dead man walking. I did not have Jesus or the Holy Spirit in my life. All that says I was not saved. If I died, I was going to hell. Trust me, Jesus made that very clear with the words he told me. I am beyond blessed. Jesus saved me and I do not know why. I do not deserve any of God’s blessings, none of us do. We are all enemies to God until he saves us. Throughout all this God the Father was drawing me in. The Father draws you in and then Jesus saves us. I did not know anything about how all that worked. Jesus saved me literally, my body and my soul.

It’s been three years and everyone is different. Everything I went through when I died probably differs from what other people that died and came back experienced. The thing about when I died that is different is the amount of time that I was dead, and then not having anything major that was wrong with me when I left the hospital. I’ve read about what happens when you stop breathing and it is definitely scary. Your brain starts to die within minutes without oxygen and it is normally completely dead after 15 minutes. I obviously went beyond that, but even if it was only 10 minutes, my brain would be mostly dead. It has taken me all this time to unravel, understand, and remember certain things that happened when I died. The three big things I remember are the love of God, the knowledge I received, and being in the presence of Jesus Christ.

There are three reasons why I decided to write this book. I know there are things God is emphasizing that he is not happy about. I can literally feel how God feels about certain things. The other reason is to prove that God is constantly performing miracles every day. I am proof that God is making the impossible possible at any point he chooses. The last, and most important, reason for me writing this is because Jesus told me to. The sad part is that a lot of people will dismiss this as a freak thing that happened or that it did not really happen. Trust me, I have all the medical records, along with the bills, to easily prove this happened. You can ask the first responders, hospital staff, and my family. I have a fourteen-year-old son and this was a traumatic experience that he went through.

I will use the Bible to further prove the messages from God that have been known for many, many years. I grew up Catholic and I will tell you why it is a false religion. As soon as I got home from the hospital, I could feel God’s disgust towards the Catholic religion. I had so much knowledge from God that I could not process it. I knew that certain things were wrong, I just did not know why yet because it took me time to process everything and there is still more in my head that I have not even got to yet. I had overwhelming feelings going in several different ways. I was overwhelmed and in pain physically, emotionally, and spiritually. I will go over all of that, the feelings I went through, the knowledge in my head, and the recovery.

How It All Happened

Sometime in 2016 I started getting these episodes.

I would start getting a slight pain in the upper left part of my chest, right near my collarbone. After about 45 seconds of light pain, I would get severe pain in the same spot for 2–3 minutes. Then it would just go away. I went to my cardiologist and he did a full workup. Blood tests, ultrasound of my heart, stress test, and he also did a specialized test that was used with an MRI with contrast. This test is rarely done, but he did not want to do a cardiac catheterization because of the risk of complications. After all the tests were done, my heart was fine. He did not see anything abnormal. So he treated my high blood pressure. I was getting these episodes anywhere from once a week to once a month. I remember in December 2017, I was getting the episodes at the same time, normally from 8 a.m. to 12 p.m. I could not find anything different that I was doing. At that point, I stuck to the same exact diet. I found out I would get them less if I had the same diet. It was basically a high-protein diet. I was working out 4–5 days a week. Working out never caused an episode at that point. It turned out to be something that I just lived with and went on with my life,

On Wednesday, January 10th, 2018, I woke up as I do every day. I was off from work that day and I had some errands to run. I headed to the bathroom to get cleaned up a bit. It was around 9:00 a.m. My mother heard a loud bang and it was me hitting the floor. She opened up the door and she heard the agonal gasps. So she heard my last breath. She then started yelling my name and moving me to see if I would wake up. At that point I was dead. That’s all it took, it happened in seconds. She called 911. The fire station at that time was maybe two blocks away. So they got there within 10 minutes. My mother also called my brothers and they got to the house maybe 10 minutes later. From my medical records I did not have a heartbeat for at least 30 minutes and my heart was still not in a correct rhythm.

They tried everything they could, They even used Narcan, figuring I overdosed on something. At some point, they hooked up the LUCAS machine to do the chest compressions. I have a permanent mark on my chest from it. Thank God that they kept going for a half hour. They could have stopped after 10–15 minutes. After 30 minutes they got a faint pulse and they took me to Fatima Hospital.

I was shocked at least three times at my house. Once at Fatima Hospital, I was in the emergency room and I had another episode of ventricular fibrillation. My heart was beating so erratically, it was not