facebook the death and ressurrection of t july 14 2018

yes and i was awake in death, for three days, i was sitting in my dead car, the license plate said 144law..it came to me, i knew it would be mine...I was in horrible pain, it would not stop, it went on for 2 years, then one day i fell, i could not stand, i knew i was dead, but God can do anything, much more than the bible says, after three days with no movement and no thoughts, inside my head i thought:Jesus, whats that pain" and he said inside my head in his own voice :" well , that's the pain of death" i thought inside of my head : "wait a minute, Ecclesiastes 9:5 the dead are conscience, but{ and this is weird for i was a jw} but you know everything Lord"... i knew right then and there that someone was helping me to think i never talked to Jesus before and never called him Lord, so my next question was, " how do i get rid of that pain?" he answered " well, you need to take about 4 shits" those were his exact words, my hand lifted and was being stroked, i started to blow out all the air from my body 2 minutes it was painful, it came out of my marrow, and then i felt compelled to spit and when i did that I hauled in the biggest breath i had ever know and instantly i realized, i was breathing for real. i thought i was breathing before that but it was pretend..then i heard another voice,outside my head and it said"Jesus is going to take you from the car to the tent and your going to be as helpless as a newborn baby, " I thought that does not sound good newborn babies die if they have no help"... my husband had erected a tent in back of the car it was winter and snowing and i had to no water or food that i knew of, but when i looked down between my feet, i was naked there was a jug of water, i drank about a cup, thats all there was, next i got tired of waiting so i opened the door and crawled on my hands and knees naked through ice and snow, the tent was wet, inside and there were wet blankets i went in and covered myself up with the wet blankets, after that i could not move anything, but my arms and head, i was deep in hypothermia, i felt nice and warm and there was no pain, i had my cell phone but i knew i would get hurt if i called for help, but the new ringtone on my virgin mobile was hinder, lips of an angel, i asked Jesus to play it for me, over and over, then i looked at the screen and there were anime pictures everyone of them was different, i knew they were angels...i went in and out of conscientiousness and then a guy one of my husbands friends came by and gave me a dozen red roses.. my husband is a devil worshiper, he tricked me into marriage... so then i started to freak out waving my arms and trying to scream then i felt drunk, and i thought, oh god its just you makin me feel this way...i lay in the tent for 45 days no food, no water, i lost 200 lbs 5 pounds of water a day, my husband would bring his friends around and get high smoking the glass pipe with his girlfriend,i could not speak and i saw angels marching through the tent, it started off as two tents one inside another, i remembered the tabernacle and had it built before i fell, i torched the inside one... before i fell, i set the inside of the car on fire with me in it, but i was just trying to get Jehovahs attention, right before i died...after awhile there were no blankets on me and i was in and out, then on the last day, i heard a loud whisper, it was Jesus he said darling dear, i found out those words both mean beloved... up to this time i was on probation for a crime i did not commit, and my husband was still trying to kill me, i told the officer thats why she arrested me 17 times for violations, i had meth in me, my husband is a meth cook...and so as i heard Jesus call me that ,Joanna weist opened the tent, and i spoke i said Joanna, they hauled me up and put me in a cop car, she threatened my husband with murder charges because she knew he knew where i was. kept telling her what he was doing, he would get me high, leave me no food or water and then return beat me saying i am not a christian,..they took me to he prison, and then the hospital after a week of eating, unable to stand the pain was back and i started to scream, urinating off the side of the mattress, finally they took me, and the dr took an exray, oh, the dr said she cant walk because her sciatica is being pushed on the inside, so they took me to the medical wing into a room made of rubber and the size of a closet, they gave me the sweet stuff to drink and it made me poop 49 times in a row, and on the fourth shit, it moved, there was a rock inside of me, it had been there for twenty years from a suicide attempt. i was still hallucinating and i felt like someone was punching me in the gut every time i pooped, after that, i became aware that i was now skinny...good thing i had been a fat chick...lol this is just a taste of what i have endured. I have no reason to lie and the attempts on my life continue, its not just my husband and i know Satan, he uses people to hurt me and they don,t even know it