April 3, 1986, was a big day for a gang member in South Korea named Park Young Moon.
The year before, the Korean had been in a motorcycle accident while “under the influence” and was sent to prison. Upon release, Moon’s world fell apart: his wife divorced him, and in his rage, he decided to kill her and seven relatives who had encouraged her to get the divorce (even young relatives).
Before executing his plan, however, Park Moon boarded a train in Seoul to visit his mother in another town. While at his mom’s house, he heard “a resonant voice I had never heard before,” one “so loud and thunderous a sound that it split my ears.
“Look! Look!” it allegedly said.
Park says he peered around but could see no one. Perplexed, he went to his bedroom to light a cigarette and suddenly the room became bright — almost blindingly so. A rainbow-like luminosity was beamed down from what had been the ceiling, and someone was walking down in the light — a person in white clothing.
Due to the brilliance Moon couldn’t see the face clearly, but as he tells it, the form was human-like and a “carriage” followed behind him, with two others in it. Park was an atheist and didn’t have any idea what was transpiring. He woke up his mother, who was sleeping nearby, but she saw nothing and told him not to be ridiculous! But when Moon looked back at the horse-drawn carriage, a person who resembled him was sitting in the center seat! It was like he was looking at a mirror. He sat down in the carriage, and it took off.
The next thing Park knew, he was passing a gold road and on a flowered path where there were others like him — people from all over the world. He clearly saw an uncle from his mother’s side (he had been Christian) and though this uncle had died from a disfiguring disease, showed he now — in this place — no signs of it (looking like a youthful “thirtysomething”). For our discernment…
There was no anxiety, just peace. Over the course of what seemed like days, but happened in a flash, the “carriage” passed in front of brilliant gold houses. When finally they stopped, an angel said, “Here is Heaven.” The houses stretched toward the horizon. They were neatly organized and waiting for people to move in. Unlike where his uncle was, he couldn’t see anyone here.
The angels answered no questions.
Suddenly the carriage was entering a “dark place.” The only light was a moon-shaped luminosity shaped by spirits like those who drove the carriage.
Fear entered. He saw his deceased father, who had been a Confucian scholar and principal, and who had one point had issued “an impetuous order” for people to stop talking to him “when he heard the ‘J’ of Jesus.” He had died a miserable death and now Park saw him suffering pains as if approaching death again. Blue venomous serpents with triangular heads had gathered on his feet, up to his ankles, and were bloodying his father’s body — crawling and wrapping around him.
Moon called out to his dad, but his father couldn’t hear him.
Not a pleasant place.
The second place Park claims he saw in this seeming netherworld was crowded with people trying to get out around a huge fire on what looked like an iron plate similar to a grill. “It was pandemonium,” says Park. He saw his father’s older brother, who had lived like a miser and had always said money was everything. At a third place he saw a deceased friend with yellow serpents coiled around him.
It didn’t end there. At a fourth stop in “hell,” people were immersed in what looked like a swamp. Unknown black beasts were making them bloody, biting and clawing them. Among these was a childhood friend and another relative, trying to escape. While they were on earth, they’d had no true faith — one foot in church, one in the world.
There was nothing Park Moon could do but cry with tears. He was shown all his sins since birth — actions, words, thoughts — in different categories. The largest number of sins branched from his excessive drinking. Park saw that two sins that are serious in the afterlife but not on earth were 1) not believing in Jesus and 2) cursing at those who do. There were dates on all his sins — including how he slapped and kicked evangelical acquaintances.
Soon after, the carriage began moving again and once more Moon heard the resonant voice, which asked, “Will you believe?” Park answered (be assured, fairly shouted), “Lord, I believe in you!”
God supposedly replied, “When you go back into the world, testify about Heaven and hell to others. Don’t add or take anything away from what you saw.” The last thing He said was, “I will keep watching over you.” When the Korean returned, he told his mother what had occurred and they immediately became passionate Christians.
Just imaginings? Fiction? Or God speaking to us all at this time when the veil continues (for those who have eyes to see) to thin?
[resources: Books on the afterlife]