Kurt Kaufman:  

I want to share my personal story with you. How will you accept your own mortality? My story begins in the year 2007, and these are some challenges that I faced. I did not feel well, and I went to the doctor for a physical. The doctor ordered a blood sample. Later in the week, he called me and replied that I was healthy. However, I did not feel that way as I was tired all of the time. The doctor said, “You do not have cancer as I did a blood test to screen you for it.” I took his advice as he was the doctor. He said, “The odds of you having cancer so young and not making the cancer antigen are too great.” I left his office wondering if I was wrong about not feeling well. I quickly resumed my normal life activities. In late March of 2007, I received a phone call from my wealthy friend Leonard. This was unusual as time had passed, our calls became more infrequent. We each had large families as I had four children, and he had five children. Leonard’s wife earns a very large salary in her financial advisement firm and Leonard made about $150-200k to her $1.5 million dollars a year salary. The phone conversation we had went like this – “Kurt my parents have moved back to Michigan, and can you fly to the Villages in Florida and pick their automobile up and drive it back to Michigan?” Then he said, “Kurt, it has been about 12 years since you have seen your father and wouldn’t you like to visit with him? “I replied,” That sounded great!” We could meet at a future time. I would pick up the airline ticket and money for gasoline for the return trip in the Toyota. We met at a restaurant named Boca-De Pepo’s, and we shared a fine meal as I picked up the airline ticket and gasoline money. Later in the evening as I was preparing for bed, I had to use the restroom and I had a severe case of diarrhea only it was not stool coming out, it was blood. I realized that I was very ill, but I had given my word to my friend. I weighed the options -- should I go on the trip or should I go to a hospital? I chose to pick up the automobile and visit with my father. The bleeding stopped while I was on the return trip home, I did not seek medical attention when I returned home from the trip to Florida. The next weird thing happened in April of that year and this event seemed so incredible. Most will not believe what I type next. I was lying in my bed getting ready for a shower and I heard a voice in my head. Let me, the writer, prepare you. I have never had an auditory hallucination in my life! That-day was weird as the voice said, “You are dying or you are going to die!” I am sure the voice said one or the other, but at that time I ignored the voice and did not seek medical attention. In retrospect I believe, without any doubt, that was Jesus or the Lord either was giving a warning or passing a judgment! I was too stupid to realize this at that time! Later in that year in the month of May 2007, I had two wild events happen. On May 16th I had another hemorrhage and I went to the University of Michigan Hospital in Ann Arbor. I had blood drawn and met with the ER doctor, and he said, “Well, you haven’t lost enough blood yet, so I scheduled you for an appointment in June for a colonoscopy.” I asked him to peer into the toilet in the ER and he declined my request! One week later on the 23rd of May, I was piddling time away at work and I hemorrhaged again and this time I took no chances. I grabbed the digital camera from work and took pictures of the blood in the toilet bowl. I then went to U of M again and showed these pictures to a different ER doctor and I was admitted around 8:00 pm that night. This event was the beginning of my personal look at the possibility of my early death. I was admitted to the hospital and where I was lavaged. That procedure is not a fun one! As a plastic tube is inserted through your nasal passage, you swallow the tube with a glass of water. Then a large syringe as big around as a fist sucks your stomach contents through the tube to examine if blood is present in your stomach. I had no blood in my stomach. I hemorrhaged and hemorrhaged throughout the night. I drank some awful stuff called Go-Lightly about a gallon o...Expand for more