HOME

Brent Anderson

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Consider, if you will, our real Home, the eternal residence that we have forgotten. That forgetfulness is best understood by remembering that our lives here begin as single cell embryos. The single cells from which we originated did not have a nervous system on which to imprint the knowledge or our preexistence. It had only DNA on which was recorded the blueprint for our bodies. Because of this, we each suffer from a permanent amnesia of our true Home. This lack of memory is enhanced by the fact that our memories in the preexistence are part of a vast Internet like cache of shared memories that can no longer be accessed while we are within our physical bodies (our flesh is the veil). Clearly, it is apparent to each of us that this place is a transient home, at best, for we all recognize that our personal death creeps inevitably closer with each fleeting moment. Some ignore this inevitability, and as a consequence tend to live selfish lives to their own disservice and the disappointment of our Father.

The only way that any of us can have knowledge of Home is through direct communication with our spiritual Family. Such knowledge has been, and is given to men as God chooses. The scriptures record some of the knowledge revealed to man but not all. In the past, not everyone who received revealed knowledge was able to record the words and concepts for simple want of knowing how to write. Many of our scriptural resources were written from the recollections of second, third, fourth hand or more oral recitations. This is particularly so in the case of the Old, and to a lesser degree the New Testament. Such historical accounts have obviously made understanding the content of written scriptures a work of scholarship, and since scholarly consensus is rare, this has bred myriads of religions. This miscommunication is not a new concept since we all have experienced the errors that arise whenever we seek to convey a message through a string of individuals only to find that the message usually becomes twisted in its circular travel. Even first hand recollections are of necessity colored by the cultural and educational background of the recipient of revelation. As a consequence, understanding requires knowledge of the psychology and education of the recipient. Without this knowledge, the true message may become distorted (by the myriad variables endemic to the human spectrum of opinions) as it is incorporated into the hearer’s view of the world.

With due consideration of human foible, and the need to understand the context of any revealed knowledge, I undertake the recording of those things which I learned when I left my body in what most would describe as a near death experience. I, on the other hand, would describe it as a near life experience, since life on Earth pales in comparison to life at Home. (Perhaps we should refer to this life as a period of spiritual death, since it is so insubstantial, fleeting, cut off from Home, and terribly lonely.)

Some time ago I went to the hospital to have an angiogram performed. During the procedure a clot formed in one of my arteries that did not respond to anticoagulants. As a consequence, the doctors performed emergency bypass surgery. At some point in the course of the operation my earthly father, who had died several years before, came to me and taking me by the hand said, “Come with me son”. He was surrounded by a bright light that can’t be fully described with words. Suffice it to say that it exceeded the light of the sun. He led me to my four grandparents (Grandfathers and Grandmothers, they are married to each other in the after life and acted as one) who were also surrounded by light and love. I cannot tell all of the things that they said to me, by what can only be described as telepathic thought, but I will tell that which is directed by the spirit. They were concerned about their posterity on the Earth and asked me to minister to them, but more importantly they were concerned that I was not yet authorized to perform this duty. To this end they jointly blessed me, with the authority and ability needed. After they had blessed me I arose and expressed my love to each in turn. (It is unfortunate that the words of our language cannot convey even a hundredth part of the love and knowledge of that meeting with my beloved ancestors.) I wept with joy because I was once again in their company and encircled by their love. When all that they needed was accomplished, they explained to me that the Lord Jesus Christ wished to see me and they had been instructed to take me to Him after they had completed our family business.

They escorted me to our Savior. I already knew the way and would have found Him by myself if they had not gone with me, because I had known Him from before this Earth (as did the reader) and had served Him during the creation of this universe. Almost all the things that I relearned there can’t be related, simply because of the inadequacy of human intelligence and language. The knowledge of all things came back to me as I stood in the presence of our Brother (The Savior) and was bathed in light and love so intense that I felt overpowered. He radiated love, and I received that love, without which I would not have been able to stand in His presence without being overpowered by the light and knowledge of His being. While in this condition, I was told by Him of those things that I yet needed to do here on the Earth. I told our Savior that I would gladly do all that I was asked, but told Him that I was limited in my ability to write. He knew this and explained that was the reason for my call home.

I knew, as I stood there with Him, that one of the consequences of returning to this world was that I would not be able to remember the vast knowledge that was available to me as I stood in the light of His being. I asked Him to allow me to recall at least some of that knowledge when I returned. He lovingly explained that it was important that I not have such recall because my assignment required that I write only that which the spirit revealed to me. He also reminded me of the importance of loving and forgiving all my brothers and sisters on the Earth. He stated plainly that this was the most important law of the gospel, and it would not go well with anyone who ignored it. There was much more that He told me that I can’t now recall, but which is so hauntingly close to mind yet just out of reach because of the restraints of the flesh.

In His presence I knew what was required of me in the future, but that did not stop me from asking for knowledge, even if I knew I would not be given what I asked for. He knew that I hungered for knowledge, but also knew that it was contrary to the plan established before the world. When we had finished with my wish list, He prepared to bless me. He had me kneel before, Him placing His hands upon my head and blessing me that I would be able to fulfill the work. As a sign and a remembrance to me, since I was not going to be able to remember all that had transpired, He further blessed me that I would feel no pain from the surgery. This blessing was fulfilled and I did not feel any pain from the twelve-inch gash on my chest and the separated rib cage that had been sewn back together with stainless steel wire. This blessing was a personal revelation since only I could know that I had no pain from the operation. This is the form of most our communication with Home in which only the recipient can testify of the truth thereof and others must find out the truth for themselves by asking God for personal revelation.

After the Savior finished His blessing He simply said that it was time for me to return to this Earth. In that moment I was conflicted by the desire to remain with those I loved at Home or to return to those that I loved here on the Earth. I knew, however, that there was no choice; I had to return so that I could fulfill the assignment given me by our Savior. Since my return I have continued to write as the spirit directs.

Recently, I had another experience when I was in the hospital for two months after a post surgery leakage from my intestines, which left me septic and close to death yet again. This time I had given up and asked to be taken home to end the misery of unendurable pain. I found myself in a dark valley filled with a gray fog. I knew that I was on the path to Home, and so I did not fear but floated along through the fog. As I progressed, I saw a figure, far off and to my right, coming toward me. At first he appeared to be surrounded by a copper colored light, but as he approached the light became brighter and whiter. He stopped at the border, which in our spatial dimensions would have been about 60 feet from me. He addressed me and said that it was not my time to return Home. Further he instructed me that it was not permissible for anyone to request to be taken Home. He stressed that the decision was always that of our Father, not man. Further, he stated that my work was not yet finished and he directed me to become more outgoing and forceful in testifying of our Father and our Savior Jesus the Christ. This I will strive to do, even though it is difficult for me because I have Aspergers Syndrome. As a consequence I am not naturally outgoing, but rather introverted, and have learned to shun situations that put me at the center of attention. One of the main reasons for this reticence is that I speak slowly, and many find this annoying. Writing is much better since I can revisit what is written to correct phraseology that might be misconstrued.

At about this time, a beloved brother was giving me a blessing in the hospital room and the spirit directed him to command me to return. I heard his voice from across eternity and immediately I returned to my prison bed of pain. I recovered slowly with many setbacks, but I knew that I would live even though the painkillers impaired my thought processes. This then is my testimony to you that our Father and our Savior await us in our true Home and they will permit us to return if we will strive with every fiber of our being to love and forgive each other. We must also forsake the ever-popular pursuit of power and become as meek and lowly as was our Lord Jesus Christ. He, for his part, has said to us “come follow me”, and I plan to do that to the best of my ability.