last night, my husband and i went to his parent’s house for a second dinner and soju.  his mom was telling my Godmother a story about her father, which reminded my husband that he had never told me before.

when my husband was little, his grandfather got very sick.  he was no longer responsive, so the doctors told the family that it was time to take him home and prepare for the funeral, because he was really close to death at this point.

they took him home, and changed him into funeral clothes.  his tongue and eyebrows had turned completely white, and he was not conscious.  my husband remembers that day because there was so much snow.  they were outside shoveling the snow to prepare for the funeral ceremony.

suddenly he woke up.  he said “take off these clothes, it’s not time”.  on the TV there was a sheep farm and he was pointing to it.  his dauther (my mother in law) asked him what he was talking about, and this is what he said:

I escaped from the sky.  I escaped.  I was standing in a line, with a lot of people, and we were all walking towards somewhere.  I had already passed two or three gates, and a man was  going the other way, he stopped and said to me “what are you doing here??  you should go back. you shouldn’t be here yet, it’s not time”.  

So grandfather, turned around immediately and started walking the other way.  As he was walking the man came back again and said “why are you still here?  you have to hurry!  if the gate closes you will not be able to leave. you must get out before the gate closes.  Take this sheep and ride it, because you will be late.  So, he took the sheep and rode it out.  During trip, he changed the sheep 3 times, because he had to be faster.  Suddenly, he arrived back and that’s when he woke up.

He lived for three more years.

After he woke up he said to his children, that they should start going to the Catholic church.  He himself never went to church, but his children started after that.