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Many people died, and what goes through their minds in their last moments, travelling on a public bus.
I was at the market, I bought some goods and was waiting on the bus, the bus came, but I could not collect the goods I had purchased. So I ran to the bus.
I ran onto the bus without my goods because many people lined up to go on the bus. Before I knew it, the bus was full. I don’t know if some of these people were born again in Christ. Then the bus took off, and we drove on a country road with many hills, valleys, and steep hills. I saw some police vehicles passing by us.
The bus was driving very fast that it went over a steep hill, and that steep hill is so high no one could survive the crash; as the bus was going down, I heard nothing, but all that went through my mind was, uncle won’t see me again, and he won’t know what happened to me.
I was thinking as a believer, all I wanted to see was Jesus, and I began to speak in tongues, but death didn’t happen immediately. I could see myself and all the people on the bus going through the air: it took a while for us to land. I could not feel anything. I wondered if I would feel the impact of when we crash-landed and possibly blew up: thoughts were going through my mind very fast, and I was speaking in tongues (The Holy Spirit), lifting my soul to Jesus “Lord forgive me of all my transgressions, Lord forgive me of all my sins, Lord wash me in your precious blood” with my eyes open I could see everything I could see us going through the air landing, it was a horrible experience. I could not hear anyone; I don’t know if we all had died, I don’t know if we had landed, I don’t know if we had dismembered our bodies. I could only see everything in front of me. I could not hear anything and had no proof of what was happening to us and our bodies. Thoughts continued through my mind. I am questioning, did I do everything I could to win souls for Christ? Did I do all that I could have done? What about the people that are on the same bus as me? I thought I came onto the bus with my mouth closed and did not share the gospel with these people. It may happen that some people may not make it to heaven today. Then I somehow felt that the bus landed, possibly blew up, but I have no evidence, but my heart still cries out to the Lord, saying, why am I not dead yet? I could not live through this. Then I woke up.
Guys, please, I’m pleading to you to live right, live holy, serve the Lord with all your heart and win souls for Christ; find a way to tell it. Tell them Jesus saves, remember, live holy, live for Jesus Christ.