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... Do you have any input on that or anything that can help me be at peace with this topic, that would be awesome. Is there even a duality between body and soul? And if not, what would that mean? As always, biblically based reason and theology is what I am looking for. ...
I'm speaking from personal experience here, and not a scientific position. On the night my father died (11 January 1979) he appeared in my room. To cut a long story short, he "materialised" near the door.
My first reaction was "How the hell did you get in here??" He didn't answer that but moved to the foot of the bed." His opening words were "I've come (or "I've been sent..") to apologise for the way I've treated you. We had no idea of what you were going through." I somewhat cynically replied, "You mean you had no idea what you were doing to me!" He had been very cruel and deliberately destroyed my confidence over a period of about 20 years.
But enough of that. At the very end he gave this absolutely terrifying scream and then just disappeared. At no time did I see anything but him But it was obvious something was coming for him. His terror was so contagious that I started to scream myself, yet I couldn't even see what was frightening him so much. Then as I said he just vanished.
Four days later one of my uncles turned up to tell me he'd died, but after a few minutes said it was a mess as his body hadn't been found for four days. After a couple of minutes the penny dropped, and I still remember standing there and turning towards the bedroom, counting back fouir days or nights, and thinking "Then what the hell was that the other night?"
As far as I'm concerned it was him.
Now he had no body, no brain, no physical presence whatsoever. His body was lying in a flat several kilometres away. And I certainly had no human reason to suspect he'd died that night.
To look at, I suppose you could say he was ghost-like - I could focus on him, but I also see through him. I used to have this old chipboard bookcase which had a sag in the shelf as it was not strong enough to support the weight of the books. And I can still remember being able to see through him and see the bookcase.
We were talking, it was obvious he could "see" things in some form - he could hear me, and I could hear him (and I'm hard of hearing and didn't have my hearing aid on - in fact at one point I misheard him). He could obviously think. He could even see aspects of the future (I think he was being shown aspects of the future, to be more accurate).
For example, "You'll meet a pastor. You'll think he's great, but all he'll do is discourage you even more!"
I was an atheist at the time but became a Christian nearly 4 years later. I also met the pastor he was talking about at that time.
About nine years after that, I sat in the pastor's office to hear him say "I owe you an apology. You needed encouragement, but all I've done is to discourage you even more!" I then pointed out that he had just repeated my dead father's prediction about him about 12 years earlier, almost word for word. He blurted out, "You really did see your father that night."
So somehow our "mind" survives the destruction of our body. And the "new body" will be a gift. We didn't give ourselves our current lives and bodies, and we won't give ourselves a new body if we get to heaven. If we end up in hell, we won't be given a new body as it will just be spiritual torment. When my father screamed, he did so in spiritual form. When Christ drove the demons out, they invariably screamed as they knew they were going back to hell, and they were spirits.
In any case our old bodies will be so many constituent atoms by that time. The people vaporised at Nagasaki and Hiroshima could hardly claim to have bodies to be resurrected into - all their constituent atoms would have been caught up in a hurricane of fire, and dispersed to all points of a boiling mushroom cloud.
But I think their spirits were intact, and wondering what the hell was going on.
In the end, it all depends on God and His infallible memory, His mind, His judgment, His power, His ability, His gift.
I don't know where the dividing line exists between the mind in the brain, and the same mind in the spirit. But I know our being survives death, and proceeds to judgment. My screaming father was a witness of that. And he didn't scare that easily either - he was a WW II vet who was at Milne Bay (iconic battle for Australians when the Japanese suffered their first land defeat) and Huon Gulf or Peninsula later in the war. But he was terrified to the core just before he disappeared into eternity on 11 January.
Incidentally the death certificate shows 11 January. His gravestone shows 15 January. That was because his sisters didn't want his mother to know he'd been dead for 4 days before being found. They organised that. I just put that in as a bit of evidence that when my uncle turned up, I remember turning towards the bedroom and thinking, "Then what the hell was that the other night?"
But they're all dead now, and would know the truth regardless.
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