TALES FROM THE DONUT SHOP BY JULES A. STAATS
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Impossible Observation: by Jules A. Staats
This may be the most important chapter of all in this book. A secret will be revealed that WILL affect the reader. Brace yourself!
It was 1977 and this is the continuation of the previous tale:
After the initial shock and subsequent uplifting satisfaction from the realization that the young adult that just knocked on his door was the five year old boy that he saved from death many years ago, a lot of questions formed in Jay’s mind. In the days that followed he and his wife spent many hours with Lewis and his mom. Jay had pushed the rescue incident out of his memory due to the doctor statements that this little boy would be a mentally challenged person for the rest of his life. It was a miracle that he recovered from this injury with minimal disability.
Between the rescue incident and the present day with Lewis, a lot of life’s incidents had passed. Jay’s bout with a severe head injury as a result of a boat accident in 1971 had a lasting impact. Jay had verified that the Emergency Room Doctor staff had been pronounced him brain dead. His brain had swelled inside his skull with no place to expand. The brain then destroys itself.
However, it was several days later that he came back to consciousness, but he could not even understand the spoken English language. A week or so later memory came back to him in a rush. It was like downloading on a present day computer. He remembered everything. He continued to work 11 more years as a patrol deputy.
Back to 1977, he was finally going to retire soon after 22 years of service. The real fact that he himself was destined to be severely mentally challenged but that he recovered completely substantiated that it was more than possible that Lewis had also recovered fully.
Lewis admitted that he was somewhat dyslectic in that he sometimes had to establish the difference of left and right. He had no problem though, with maneuvering his Triumph 1000 motorcycle through the twisting roads of the Lake Arrowhead area in the San Bernardino Mountains. Lewis had no speech or motor issues. He was a normal, if not cocky young man.
It was several months later when Lewis asked Jay some specific questions about the rescue. Jay responded by relating the fact that he was less than a block away when the 902 Child Not Breathing call went out. Jay spoke of the extended delay of a Fire Rescue Unit and that they could not find a private ambulance to respond. The drive to the hospital, the six volt siren in a twelve volt patrol car that made more noise than any siren Jay had ever heard. The application of ice in the Emergency Room to cool down his 106+ degree fever. The confrontation with Lewis’s father who was distraught with the possibility that he would lose his only five year old son due to death or disability. Jay now had no problem recalling and speaking about these past events now that he knew that the boy had grown up and was well.
But then in a matter-of-fact way, Lewis just wanted to give his own version of the rescue. Jay was somewhat startled, as Lewis was only five years old at the time and was never conscious during the entire rescue. It stood to reason that he could only relate second hand to what his parents had told him. Still, Jay listened patiently for Lewis’s version of the rescue that happened so many years ago. Lewis began his version of the rescue incident:
Jay became increasingly uneasy and started to fidget in his couch as the story was told. Lewis said that it was a hot day and he knew he was very thirsty. Still he was kicking a ball around in the front yard. He said he started to feel sick and tried to walk back to the front door of the house. The world was spinning so he laid down on the front lawn which was in the direct sun.
Lewis then said he floated out of his body. He watched as his mother came out of the front door. She picked him up and carried him inside the house. Lewis further stated that he saw his mother become frantic as she tried to get his now detached body to wake up. He then saw his mother call the Sheriff’s Department and report that her son was having great difficulty breathing.
Jay now knew that this was a tall tale that was probably just made up by Lewis to get a reaction or perhaps make some sort of an impression. He definitely was not impressed by the tale; actually he was becoming uncomfortable as he never gave any credence to stories of out-of-body experiences. However in polite respect to this young man, Jay continued to quietly listen as the strange story continued to unfold.
Lewis mentioned that he had floated outside as the patrol car arrived. The deputy was carrying his limp body as Jay-the deputy and the mom ran to the patrol car. Lewis said that he was floating above the patrol car roof as it left the location with the right tire burning rubber.
By this time Jay was almost not listening. He was genuinely irritated as a critical incident he had handled to the best of his ability was being subverted through revision and hyperbole.
Lewis stopped talking. Jay almost missed the pause in the story telling. Lewis continued to sit in his chair not saying anything. Finally after a very uncomfortable pause of almost a minute, Lewis asked a question for the second time. Only this time the question was asked that startled Jay to his core; “Why were you so scared?”
Jay felt a tug of emotions that slammed him to a feeling of anger then a reaction of defensive pride that was now being severely bruised. Cops as a general rule are never afraid of anything. At least they never-ever admit that they actually were afraid of anything. He immediately recalled the exact details of the rescue. He did everything right and succeeded in saving this person’s life. Jay angrily retorted back, “What do you mean—scared?”
Lewis shot back, with strong emphasis; “You were at the Hospital and had me in your arms. You carried me out of the police car and out of the field of Algerian Ivy and ran through the Hospital door. You ran up to a wall and stopped, just staring at the wall. Your eyes were wide and you were definitely surprised at something if not really scared. What was wrong?”
Jay replied; “You were limp as a rag, I was holding you horizontal in both arms, and your head was way back. You could not possibly see what was in front of me!”
Lewis replied, “I was in front of you and I saw the frightened look on your face. You then ran down the hall and carried my body into the Emergency Room.” “I then watched them work on me.”
Jay had never admitted to his wife, friends or fellow deputy sheriffs that he had gone through a doorway to the emergency room nine hours before only to find that this door now was no longer there, and that the E.R. had been moved to the other side of the building in the middle of that night. The door was not only just framed over but was then covered with maybe orange or mauve colored wallpaper rather than plastered. Only Jay himself knew of the near panic that threatened to set in when he realized he was standing in front of a wall that should be a door to the E.R. He was another proud cop that would never admit that he was even capable of panic. Lewis had to be telling the truth. He had really seen his face. His story was true as he experienced it, and Lewis had apparently-no actually had an out-of-body event.
In comparison, Jay had also been on death’s doorstep in the summer of 1971. After Jay had been terribly injured in a boat accident he was diagnosed at a California hospital as brain dead, the result of massive head trauma and cerebral swelling. Shortly after that, a woman in the parking lot told two of his daughters that he was not dead and would be back and “OK.” However in Jay’s event there was no floating in air, no light, no tunnel, and no recollection of anything special that he experienced while lying on a hospital gurney with his life support taken away.
Jay was reminded of a woman who was shot by her estranged husband. Before the arrival of the ambulance the stricken woman passed. Jay was holding her while sitting in the front seat of the husband’s car where he found her. He positively felt something happen to her at the instant that she died.
Jay was finally led to partly understand what may be one of the great mysteries of life on Earth. People have used the word “pass” to verbally document the death of a person. Jay would believe from that day on, that the death event of a person is not a complete shutdown and blackness, that there may well be an immediate and wonderful change to all good people who shed the chains of existence in this world. Was the ancient secret now revealed that life immediately goes on at the time of our passing?
There is a verse in the Bible that mentions what may be the greatest secret of our existence. We can come back from death any time, out of the grave and with a restored human body simply when God wills!
Matthew 27:51-53 ESV / 7 (The moment that Jesus died on the cross)
And behold, the curtain of the temple was torn in two, from top to bottom. And the earth shook, and the rocks were split. The tombs also were opened. And many bodies of the saints who had fallen asleep were raised, and coming out of the tombs after his resurrection they went into the holy city and appeared to many. (There is no mention that these people were walking rotting corpses. These previously dead people were completely restored and were recognized by others.) That was written to give you, the reader a view of your future, if Jesus is your friend.
This was an event where Jesus bore our sins and saved all of mankind—provided we accepted Him. Was this a celebration of the good dead people who just had to come back to life on the moment of the breaking the chains of evil, sin and Adam’s Curse? You will seldom hear about this chapter. Read it for yourself and think about what this means for you!