It is chilling to hear Karina Ferrigno Martinez tell her story of a near-death experience that introduced her to heaven and a conversation with God. The emotion with which she shares her experience is raw and real. During her account, she broke down sobbing as she continued to remember aspects of the experience and relive the time, just a few short months ago, when she had her own glimpse of death and what is awaiting us all.
Below is her story, exactly as she told it to me. She hopes that in retelling it, more people will understand the reality of the afterlife and what must be done now to ensure their place in heaven.
I came from Colombia at age 16 with my birth father and step mother. I couldn’t speak English and couldn’t go to church because my father didn’t go. I had a hard life and was very rebellious and very unhappy to come to the U.S. One day while I was in school, my dad and step mother and siblings went to NY and didn’t tell me. I was 16 years old and came home to find that I had been left with my grandmother and aunt. I was very upset to be left behind, so I quit school and went to work for my aunt for less than minimum age, and that also angered me. At 18, I moved in with a cousin and her boyfriend, who gave me a job. But then I got pregnant at 20 and my cousin told me to have an abortion or get out and live in the streets. I had the abortion and things went downhill from there. I was severely depressed, did not receive proper care, and developed serious health issues.
At 22, unmarried, I had a son. Then I met my husband, who I have been with 23 years now. We had a child, now 13, and twins, now 12. We are a strong, happy family now, but back then, I always wanted to leave my husband; I was always depressed. I became suicidal and attempted to take my life three times. My husband stayed with me through it all.
My health issues continued and I was misdiagnosed for my breathing issues a year ago. The pacemaker they implanted gave me very high blood pressure, and my health declined to where I couldn’t even walk and talk at the same time. With no history of religion in my family, I started praying, even though I didn’t know to whom. When Covid started, I began donating and making masks. Meanwhile, every time I went to the hospital with problems, they sent me right back home.
One day, I lay down on the patio, and closed my eyes. I could feel my heartbeat slowing, then an angelic voice saying, “Are you ready to come home?” I knew I was dying and I said, “Yes.” My spirit left my body. I asked one more time to see my family and I looked down and saw my twins in the house fighting, my daughter telling her brother, “Mom is dying!” My 13 year old daughter was having a panic attack.
My guardian angel said that everything was going to be okay. It gave me the most beautiful feeling of peace. I was in a dark tunnel, so dark and cold. I heard a familiar voice. “Close your eyes,” the voice said.“Don’t turn around.” I was scared. I started praying in Spanish and asking God for forgiveness. I saw a very fast video of my life, things I didn’t even remember. I was asked about Jesus and if I knew who he was and if I accepted him. I said yes and prayed the Our Fatherin Spanish. I saw the devil’s face, then a white light, then this beautiful golden light, like looking at the sun without burning your eyes. Grayish clouds opened up and it was completely different from the tunnel, a warmth in my body. (Here, Martinez became very emotional). I pray in the shower so I can adjust the water and try to get the warmth back, but I can never find the right temperature. That’s how wonderful the warmth is. I knew for the first time, I was loved. I never, ever felt love like that. No pain, nothing that I deal with here. No misery.
There were souls calling me, celebrating, everyone was happy. God’s voice called out to me: “Come in, open your eyes, you’re home.” I was still fearful, and He said, “What do you want me to do so you can believe me and trust me?” I fought it because I did so many bad things in my life and didn’t feel I deserved it.
God told me to open my eyes. He showed me my Yorkie who had died when I was in the hospital. I saw an angel holding my Book of Life, a gold street, a beautiful garden, children, a tree with purple flowers. I’ve tried to find flowers the same color to fill my house because the emotions I felt then were so beautiful. But I kept fighting it because I just didn’t feel worthy.
God asked me if I wanted to go back and I said yes. I asked if I could tell everyone about my experience, and He said of course, everyone needs to know. The glory was so strong and Jesus was right there. He told me he loved me and it was okay. He allowed me to return to my body – it was a horrible feeling, actually. I felt the pain of the world immediately. When I woke up, I told my family the entire story so I wouldn’t forget anything.
Looking back at who I was before this experience, I don’t even recognize that person. I feel so much pain for her, but she’s not here anymore. I’m a completely different person. My new birthday is May 10, when I was reborn.
Start from your home and then tell the world. Jesus is coming sooner than people think. You are chosen for the Second Coming. Everyone has to believe there is a real heaven. Hell is ready for those who have been murdering the children and not following Jesus. The only way is Jesus. We all have sins – vanity was one of mine and I no longer care what I look like. Speak! The children are to learn the word of God and will be saving more people than the adults. Your entire family needs to learn about God together. God said, “Tell my people to teach their children now; there is no time to waste.”