A Historian Explains the Evidence for the Resurrection of Jesus (Dr. Gary Habermas)

I died. I was jumped over a girl I was dating by two guys. I just got home from a party and was very drunk. I later found out I can alcohol poisoning. I was lying in bed and heard my mother screaming outside and I noticed a light shining through my window. I ran outside because I thought my mom was being hurt. All of a sudden, I am being punched in the face. It took the guy about 5 -6 punches to get me on the ground. When he did, he started kicking me. He kicked me until I looked like elephant man. I rolled over as I was passed out. Vomited and inhaled it, collapsing my lungs. I lied there suffocating for several minutes. I remember feeling intense pain to the point that I could not take it anymore. I was shot into visions where I was going through every moment I had ever experienced in my life. I remember it happening backwards. From end to beginning. I remember seeing myself being held by my mother. Her telling me she loved me. Then I was in a room, and I was standing in front of a bed. I saw a little girl sitting in the middle of the bed around 1-3 years old holding her arms out for me to pick her up. She had a little ponytail sticking straight up. I walked towards the baby but soon as I did, I was shot all of sudden in the air. Everything got warm, numb, I felt better than I had ever felt in my entire life. I started lifting off the ground. I was looking at my own face as I slowly drifting up. I could see the Emt's frantically trying to save my life. I was drifting up, and I remember being able to see, hear, and even look around, and I remember feeling amazing. I looked to see my hands and I had none. I had no body, or even feet. I remember someone floating next to me and everything I thought he answered. I remember questioning everything. Life, Death, the point of all this. I remember him saying "Because I wanted it to". "Because I love you". I never could turn enough to see him. He was just out of reach of my sight. I was not religious at all up until this point. But I knew deep down in my heart that this was Jesus Christ. And nothing ever loved me more than this man could. I was resuscitated and woke up in the Cleveland Clinic a day later full of pain. I remember wanting to go back so bad. I was sad and angry. I felt like I was robbed. Two years later my wife gave birth to a little girl. That little girl looked exactly like the vision I saw in what I call, *My life review*. Jesus is 100% our light and our way. Everyone will get their chance to meet him.

Ive been a atheist my whole life. But seeing how the past year went, seeing evil rise and blind so many. This isnt natural human psychology, this is something spiritual.

I get tested daily with my faith and I hold strong to the almighty Jesus Christ. Please say a prayer for me to stay strong. In May, I will be 1 year sober.

My little sister had cystic fibrosis and she passed away at age 5 in 92. Im 2 years older than she is so I remember very well the events of all that went down as well as my mother she shares the same memory. My sister had been very sick and admitted to Emory hospital in early November and my mother never left her side. While she was admitted I stayed with my grandma (this was common) well anyway... I was in school and my mom and sister picked me up from school and I was soooo excited to see them and on the ride home (we are country people we live a mile in the woods off to ourselves) my sister says " mama, let's pick wildflowers." And it's November so of course there are none (but her favorite thing to do is pick wildflowers) So mama says "baby there are no flowers now we have to wait until spring" and (never misssing a beat, all nonchalant) my sister replied "that's ok I'll pick flowers with Jesus" my mom got so upset and thought someone had told her she was going to die. She said "who told you that you were dying?" She said "Jesus, he told me i have to go soon but it's ok we will pick flowers and wait for y'all" I have never forgotten that in my life. My sister passed away 2 days later. It was the last day before Thanksgiving break at school and her tracher asked her to draw a photo of what she was thankful for. She drew a picture of me, my parents and herself with angel wings and a halo. She had more faith in one hair than most do in a lifetime.

Y’all pray for me. My life is spiraling out of control. My depression is of the devil. But hearing this give me hope. Great video

My father was a surgeon in Detroit in 1970s. He said he lost a patient on the table and brought her back. The next day she told my dad that she saw him when she was floating above her body and everything that took place. Then she said that there was a medical tool on top of a cabinet in the OR. Dad went to that OR room, got a stool and looked on top of the cabinet. There was a hemostat on top of the cabinet. He was a Christian man and loved to tell this story. Now he is in Heaven and I have carried in telling this story. So there you go! Amazing.

In 2018, I bled out and died on the operating table and I had a similar experience, I remember floating over the operating table listening to the Doctor shouting at one Nurse to hurry up with the Cuff on the I.V. Bag to push blood into me and another nurse to get a larger bore needle into the artery in my other arm to push plasma into me to get my blood pressure back up then I felt a strong pull upwards and the next thing I know I am being shown the glory of Heaven, I felt the Love and Compassion of Heaven then was sent right back and woke up in the recovery room, I did not see GOD or Jesus or any relatives I only saw and felt the love and compassion of Heaven. When the Doctor came into the recovery room I told him about my crazy dream and he turned white as a sheet and told that is exactly what had happened, he told me that while they were removing the bone chip from the shattered L-4 vertebra on my Lumbar spine he cut an artery and I bled out on the operating table and that he shouted at the nurses to do exactly what I just told him about in what I thought was my crazy dream. Now my faith is unshakable.

I am an ex addict ex alcoholic and created a hell on earth and a prison in my mind and spirit. Jesus has brought me freedom and an amazing life.

I had a near death experience at 16. I was floating up from my body and I could see myself and the doctors and nurses working on me as I passed them by and floated higher and I had a sudden thought about my mom and how she would cope about me gone and in that split second I got a response telepathically. It was a male voice "even when I talk to myself in my head I still sound like me" and He said He would take care of her and she would be ok. And I trusted Him completely and I KNEW nothing bad would ever happen again. And the feeling, it's indescribable. No words. I felt unfathomable peace and the love and it was beyond anything, I felt I was finally in a family, a big family and I belonged there all this time, like it was the home that truly was mine all along. As I was right below the ceiling for what seemed like a minute maybe 2 I started going back down ( I was being shocked back to life) and I suddenly became really frightened and I started screaming NO NO NO as I started decending and then I entered my body and it was the most awful feeling and I've never been so disappointment. Going back into my body was like putting on heavy wet cold muddy clothes. It was devastating!! I didn't want to go back! But eventually I realized that I needed to KNOW God's supernatural power to experience this immense belonging and love beyond comprehension, I was not meant to stay, but was meant to KNOW. I heard Jesus's voice. The most soothing voice ever. This testimony has given me a confidence that burns to get others saved! And I'm so grateful I had this supernatural experience. Because at the time I didn't know I would be a foot soldier for God and would dedicate myself to fighting for souls for Him. Oh yeah so I've never seen my mother cry except once when she had to deliver the news to me that my father had died. And when I first woke up to my mom crying again with the same pain and anguish I've only seen once and the first thing I said, "who died??"

I remember a homily by a priest who said: The empty tomb does not explain the resurrection The resurrection explains the empty tomb. Brilliant

I’m becoming a believer by the day. It’s been 31 long years. Thank you everyone 🙏🏻. I feel like I’m almost home.

I cried out for a sign the morning my Mum passed. Sobbing up the stairs I begged for a reassurance she was ok once my foot hit the last step. Before her stroke we talked of her giving me a sign when she dies. In the lockdown I stayed with my parents and we used to watch little blue birds in their garden. Her favourite bird and her favourite song was about a bird by Eva Cassidy. As soon as I stepped onto the landing a little blue bird was flying inside the house and landed on the floor and looked at me. I cried Mum out loud and I knew what her message was. I replied out loud no I won’t slip into depression yes I will be the best Dad possible and she also told me to get back to karate training. Eatt try lied that morning I woke at 4am seeing colourful flashes and hazy lights with a presence. 4 hour later my brother told me Mum went at dawn. Now I am a complete believer and know we go to a higher beautiful realm.

I went through an NDE, when I was a kid I was seriously Asthmatic, I was above my body, I saw my mom crying over my body, when I woke up 2 days had passed by, when I woke up I will never forget how I felt, peace in my soul, I was 11 years old, my life changed that day.

Pray for me brothers and sisters... 😔 I feel like I’m losing my faith in Christ. I am searching for answers. I love Him so much. Update: thanks guys. I have grown in my faith so much! Going through a dark phase rn, but regardless, God is good!

My adopted son had open heart surgery at the age of 3 1/2 to repair the pulmonary artery and pulmonary vein and closing holes. He described watching this from above with Jesus. He knew where my husband and I were, and where his paternal aunt was throughout this surgery. Some years later, he described the different machines used, the heart/lung substitution for circulating the blood, and the work done by different health personnel in the OR. There was never any question of his accuracy of descriptions. He is 21 years old now. He always was very certain of his operation experience.

I'm only about 60% or so through the Bible with the Daily Audio Bible, so I haven't heard "we grieve but not as those without hope." Truly beautiful, so powerful it gave me chills. :,)

For those who have faith, no evidence is necessary. For those who have no faith, no evidence is enough.

Living for Christ will be one of the hardest things a person can do, but don't give up, perseverance wins the race.

The fact the bible says that women found and report the empty tomb is amazing to me. Women's position in Jewish society makes this even more wonderful. They could've come up with a more socially acceptable scenario if they were making it up. Jesus's disciples were shown in the gospel as they were. They didn't sugarcoat their flaws and shortcomings to make a better story. These men actually walked with Jesus and saw him perform miracles. They helped him on his journey to spread the word. These guys were with him on his last day and heard him say he'd be killed and resurrected. When Jesus was at his most vulnerable his closet friends abandoned him. They were running for their lives and seemed to lose faith. When he appeared to them 3 days later the holy spirit stayed within them. Out of the 12 men 10 of them were brutally murdered later spreading the gospel of Jesus. They wouldn't have faced a brutal death if They knew that Jesus's death and resurrection were lies.

Fantastic! Gary Haberams is a treasure. I am always deeply encouraged by any conversation with him. Thanks for putting this together.