I'm 67 years old, my wife is 68 years old
and our preacher is 86 years old.

We were talking to our preacher, and he was in bed.
Don't know if it was a bed at home or in a hospital.
We were telling him that he was going through the ceiling
and through the roof and he could tell us what it was like.

Next scene, my wife and I were riding bicycles, like little kids.
We were going up a residential road and as the road inclined a bit
she fell behind.
I looked back and didn't see her OR her bike, but I saw "something",
it looked 2-Dimensional, floating away in the breeze.
Before I had time to think I was coming up to a tall tree in the middle
of the road, and then I found myself going up and over the tree.
I was FLYING UPWARD!
I immediately knew what it was and I said, or thought,
"Thank you Lord Jesus, I love you with all my heart."

Instantly, I had only ONE DESIRE. I wanted to see Jesus.

I wasn't aware of my physical body, but I brushed my hand across
my face and my glasses flew off.
I looked straight up and saw nothing but brilliant white,
as I soared skyward. EOD.